Love Me Till You Can

My mother wants to make all my favourite dishes which I want to eat and like every time my brother has argued that when you're not at home mummy didn't make my favourite dishes and tells me that she will make it when I come home and when I come home she gives priority to my favourite dishes and don't make his favourite dishes. So this time also that argument continues and I tell my mother to make his favourite dishes when he wants, but don't give the promise to him to make it when I come home. So a week passes with eating homemade food made by my mother and some days I make my brother's favourite dishes.On Sunday we go to different shopping stores to buy clothes and return back with so many shopping bags. After returning home we all are exhausted. My brother and father try the clothes one by one which we bought today and they both look really stunning. My mother and I then get busy deciding wh

Punishments for a mass bunk were different and it was dependent on the professor. We had written five times about some topics like school times or sometimes they didn't allow us to attend the lectures till we wrote apology letters. This time also our sorry isn't going to have any effect on them. I knew that and we will get punishment so that we don't do the mass bunk again. I know my class very well that after getting punishment today we will try another attempt for a mass bunk for creating memories and I hope that we can do a successful mass bunk.  When the lecture was about to finish she told us to sit down and write ten times the topic which I thought about the students who came yesterday. After li

  Today after a long time I talked to my school friends. Talking with friends is always kind of a mood changer or relaxation therapy for me.   It gives me happiness and it's still the most precious bond to me and becomes stronger by bypassing time we don't talk everyday but when we talk it reminds us that we are still close. Jiya and Khushi are my friends from the fifth grade of school. We three are now in different cities because our choice of Career is different but I always feel happy that the distance of kilometres between our cities doesn't make any difference in my friendship with them. I always feel lucky and happy to have this girl's gang in my life and in school life, I used to hang out with them on holiday. Having them in my life as friends I feel great.   No matter how many new friends I will make in my life, these school friends will still be my family and the bond of us will always remain precious to me. &nb

It's the third week of December. I have to attend my college only three days this week because I have to go two days earlier to Meera's wedding.   So after attending my college I went home and in the evening I reached a saloon to get my waxing and haircut done.   After returning from the salon, the whole night passed with the excitement of tomorrow.   Today we got up early in the morning. I'm dressed up in a red Kurti and white trousers and I let my hair open and do eyeliner to my eyes and put lip gloss on my lips.   We reached Meera's home around 10:00 Am.   Her home is three hours away from mine. We go there by travelling in our own car. Her home is in the villages and when we reached there I saw the way to her home was decorated with Mandapa and that from the one kilometre away from her home.   Her home has a huge gate in the entrance and its white colour

When we were busy gossiping, my mother and aunty told us that another ritual was about to start so we all stopped talking and went to change our dresses for other rituals. I wear a light pink colour bandhani saree with a matching blouse. To wear a saree properly my mother helps me and I wear lightweight earrings in my ears and bangles in one hand and one beautiful bracelet on the other hand. I put my hair open and put it all on one side. I wear sandals which don't have too many heels. After dressing up properly I go to meet Meera and check if she is dressed up or not. When I reach her room she is busy getting ready and one woman from the beauty parlour is doing her makeup and another is doing hairstyle.  When she saw me she commented that " You're looking beautiful in saree dear". I told her " Thanks for the compliment". She is in an orange saree very be