Found this while I was scrolling my Facebook feed today. What do you see in her? A crazy fashion sense? Or a girl with thousand thoughts? I felt sad for those talking shitty things about this picture coz I'm so in love with it! The moment I saw this, a thousand thoughts ran into my mind. Does she want to say she's the same girl in saree as well as in the skirt? Is she telling that she broke the unnecessary control on her and is now a free bird? Is she trying to break the stereotypes? Has she just won the fight against the world and with herself? Is she representing each one of us? Let me know your thought on this!

A letter to my sister on her birthday!

Dearest Shruti,

I'm staring at my screen trying to come up with the perfect words to tell you how much I love you, but you know I sometimes get blank and get that big block in my head. Today is one such day, but I’m going to write it anyway.😬

25 years ago you came in my life and you’re the bestest gift our parents could give me. I don’t have much memories before you were born(or maybe any at all), but I remember I used to be jealous of you when people used to adore you. And I still envy of that cute little dimple on your right cheek. You have been sharing your life with me since when you came into this world, we fought a lot, we kept each other’s secrets, we hated each other, and between the moments of joy and sorrow we learnt to love each other.

Even though you’re younger to me, I have learnt so many things from you. You’re kind, strong, you have slightly different ambitions than most of the people I know and that’s what makes you special and makes me respect you more.

Throughout the years, you have become more that just a sister to me. You’re my best friend, my baby girl and my inspiration.

Okay, let’s come to the point, Happiest Birthday Sweetheart!

I wish you all the happiness in the world and remember if it is any less, I can bring it from other planets too! And I’ll make sure you get your birthday gifts on time even if we ain’t sharing the same house from next year! I love you!!

Your Di.

137th attempt and still blur! This is what happens when you have drunken photographer!🥃🔥

I want your kisses,

I want your arm around my back,

I want your shoulder,

I want your voice in my ears in the morning,

The softness of your hair,

Your hand in mine,

I want conversations

And understanding.

I want us together once again and forever this time.

Malvika

Malvika was born and brought up in Michigan, USA. She has completed her MBA in Finance and is currently working in a corporate as Finance Analyst. She is 23, very slim, 5'2'' - 5'3'', her shoulder length golden-brown coloured hair, fair skin, and a perfect American accent, yes, she is definately an American. For her American friends, she isn't Malvika, they call her Vicky. And she likes to be called by her American name.

Her mother is a scientist. Malvika was raised by her mother, she was 8 when her parents legally separated. Her father is an aeronautical engineer who works in India. Her life is going perfect except the thing that she hasn't seen her father for last 15 years. She gets emails from him tho, and wonders what kind of person her dad might be. When shes misses her dad too much, she ditches her Saturday night plan with her friends and goes to a park where her father used to take her on weekends, eats the same ice-cream her father used to feed her.

It's not just her dad but there's a lot more in India that is calling her from it's heart, and Malvika can feel it all. She dreams of India every night and tries harder to get back to her real life.

People too often forget it is after all your choice how you want spend the rest of your life! - unknown

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Unexpectedly expected

So, this pic was clicked last year in Chennai, when I was going to Singapore. It was my first international trip (and I was travelling alone😎). Those days I used to work in Goa. I had taken a connecting flight from Chennai. I was so excited but I had not planned anything because I wanted to go with the flow, I had no schedule, no checklist, I wanted to get lost in a new country and find a new 'me'.

It was 25th Feb, 2017. Journey started well. My dad had come all the way from Kolhapur to drop me to the airport.

I met a girl at the airport, I don't remember her name but I remember she told me she was working as PSI( Police Sub Inspector) at Andaman, She had come on a solo trip to Goa and was now going to her hometown, somewhere near Chennai. (I'm being judgemental here but I have never seen a PSI colouring her hair 'red', wearing sexy T-Shirt, doing solo trips, back bitching about her own family to an unknown person - I'm glad I met one). First I thought she's just extremely talkative but she started calling me every now and then for next one month. And I didn't like it at all, I started ignoring her calls and msgs. (Let's not waste time, all I wanna say is, she was just another weird thing that had happened in this journey).

My Goa to Chennai flight got delayed by 30 mins and my blood pressure went higher than the flight! Any discomforts in solo trips scare you like hell!!

I landed in this beautiful city called Chennai. It was my dream to visit it from last so many years, and I felt so bad realising that I was going to be there for just about an hour! Maybe I wished to stay there for a little more time so hard that my God listened to me!

Okay, flight got delayed. All the passengers including me were waiting and waiting and more waiting. Flight got delayed by an hour, then by 3 hours. We were provided with the meal in that apparently broken plane. Nobody knew how much time it was going to take. So, it was 7 hours I was sitting and doing absolutely nothing! Suddenly there was an announcement that the flight is cancelled and the stay arrangements are made in a nearby hotel!! Holy shit! Like this, my 'getting lost' journey had begun. I was provided with a twin sharing room. It wasn't a big deal for me since I'm used to sharing rooms(of course with roommates). I liked my new roommate though. She was about 30-35, slim, dark, she was wearing a light blue saree with golden boarder, gajra in her jet black curly hair, many gold ornaments on her body and how can I not mention her beautiful language (I love Tamil, although I don't understand a single word of it). This lady was continuously trying to talk to me and though she knew I didn't understand her language, she was stuck to it. While learning Business Communication, I was taught that Language is one of the communication barriers. which I found totally wrong. I could understand that she was working as maid in Singapore, she had that little piece of paper with a mobile number written on it. She slowly asked if she could make a call from my phone, I knew she too was scared like how I was! I asked her to come out with me, coz I really didn't want to miss the opportunity of seeing 0.1% of Chennai. She refused and I went out alone. I checked in nearby restaurants, walked the streets so that I at least get to know the living of people there. After roaming for a couple of hours I bought some delicious sweets called 'MysorePak'(golden yellow thing in above pic) and kandabhaji(what is left in the pic at left side) and went back to the hotel. It was 12 o'clock at night, my roommate(whose name I never asked) and I ate those kandabhajis and mysorepak. We had some talk and went to sleep. (She had her meal in the hotel before I came back. We were still not informed of our flight time😴). My phone rang loudly at 5 o'clock, it was a wake up call from airline. We had a flight at 6 o'clock. They sent a car to pick us up and I took a deep breath. I was finally going to Singapore!!

But this part of the journey was more scary and fun too, which I'm gonna cherish my entire life. It also gave me a hint of how my solo trip was going to be. :)

#cancelledflight #solotrip #chennai #singapore #girlwhowrites #indiantraveller #indianblogger

This year, I have promised to complete all the books that I have hoarded but have abandoned for a long time now.

I have promised myself to write and read more, coz both the acts are correlated and one gives way to the other.

#goals2018

Let's pretend to be happy this #monday 😊 Photography by @vaidyarashmi 🤗

Her dad's princess

Coffee and Red Roses! She started imagining her happily ever after. Little did she know it was going to ruin the fairytale she was living in.