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Hallucinations Of An Angel: Chapter 9
A note from the author-it still surprises me that my story has nine chapters now. Thank u soo much for reading and appeciating my story. This chapter is where the real adventure begins. If you haven’t read the former chapters please do so. Have a great time reading!
It had only taken twelve vodka shots for Ethan to finally come back to his senses. He smiled and was reminded of the ironic lines of Fyodor Dostoyevsky in Crime and Punishment,”Just a glass of beer, a piece of dry bread–and in one moment the brain is stronger, the mind is clearer and the will is firm! Phew, how utterly petty it all is!”
While then truth was excruciating and turbulent, the alcohol had certainly made it wade through the deepest ocean of life and it’s immense and powerful waves of destruction. Today, his carnal fetish was at it’s peak and the object of fornication was Cordelia.
‘Young master, your horses are ready!’
‘Perfect timing. Let the hunt begin!’
He boarded the horse and began his journey towards the Plath estate. His will rather fortified to subject Cordelia to her worst fate possible. It was lunch time at the Plath house and he was welcomed for the same by the Plath family. While having a luxurious lunch, his eyes kept searching for Cordelia.
‘I understand that you seek Erika my child. Well she wasn’t feeling well and has decided to have lunch in her room itself. You may meet her there after having your meal.’
Ethan was surprised by how sharp Erika’s father was to have caught him while searching for Cordelia even though he was doing it in the most unobservable manner possible. Nothing less could be expected from the head of the Plath family.
‘I was not feeling very well either this morning when i met Erika but i am feeling better now and hence i decided to pay her a visit at the earliest.’
Erika’s father gave him a warm smile upon hearing that. Ethan knew that her father was unassumingly impressed by his love for Erika which was only an act!
They all finished their food and Ethan at once started to look around for Cordelia. While trying to do so, he bumped into Gerard. What hard luck it was for him.
‘Oh! How surprising it is to see you here Ethan. I thought you were unwell and you and Erika were going to meet only tomorrow for your date?’
‘Yes well that was exactly the plan but then i realised that our anniversary is today and not tomorrow and just came here for an impromptu visit to Erika.’
‘That certainly is a sumptuous proof of your love for Erika but my dear friend, her room is the other way round and it is quite amusing to see that you seem to have taken the wrong path to Erika’s room. How astonishing indeed.’
Ethan was caught in his own lie. He had to figure out a way to deal with this situation but before he could think about any excuse, Cordelia came running towards them.
‘ Brother, i just saw a beautiful white horse near the gate. Never have i seen such a beautiful creature. I want to ride it.’
Gerard was still very much upset by her and decided to ignore her request.
‘I see that you have an avid interest in horses young lass for have spotted my horse as the most beautiful indeed.’
On realising upon that the horse belonged to Ethan, Gerard began to anticipate an ominous occurrence. He at once asked Cordelia to go back to their room. Cordelia was furious over his behaviour and turned away from him.
‘Oh! Dear friend Gerard! That is very cruel of you. I don’t mind if your cousin would want to have a small ride on my horse.’
Hearing this made Cordelia exultant and she at once began begging Gerard to allow her to do so. Gerard had no other option but to allow her as she was creating an irritating scene in the middle of the house. They, the three of them, went to Ethan’s horse. Gerard helped Cordelia get on the horse.
‘I forgot to mention though! This horse is trained to obey only me as its master. So i will have to ride it as well in order to help Cordelia take a ride on it!’
Gerard was so sure that the way the events were taking place, the ominous occurrence was near. He had to allow Cordelia to ride the horse with Ethan because if he was to forbid it now, it would surely create a stir later. And so Ethan succeeded in completing his plan and while Gerard perused him with intense eyes, he took Cordelia away on his horse towards doom
sixth and seventh and eighth Liebster!!
And three more liebsters, here we go!
These are the answers to the questions of https://mylifeasanindianteenager.wordpress.com/. Thank u sooo much for the nomination my love!
Q1. Your current favourite song?
Ans. Someone new by Hozier
Q2. Why did you start your blog?
Ans. Phew! Cos This angel started hallucinating.
Q3. Are you happy? If no, why?
Ans. If you actually ask me, i think i really know what happiness means because i have been depressed too long and presently i am suffering from not very happy times. My younger brother actually had a hand surgery yesterday as he broke his bone and they needed to fit in a wire to bring back the bone in alignment and stuff and i couldn’t stop crying cos even though i hate him to the core for irritating the heck outta me everyday, he is still my kid bro and i really love him and the very fact that he would be in the OT and anaesthesia and stuff was making me go bonkers.
Q4. Favourite quote?
Ans. This aint a quote but it is something that really inspired me
Q5. What is your favourite movie or tv show?
Ans. Fav movie..itll take me years to complete the list and favourite tv show
Chuck it
Shin Chan man!
Q6. What is your worst fear?
Ans. Fear of being struck by lighting.
Fear of ghosts
Fear of being in dark alone or walking in dark alone.
Q7. What, according to you, is your biggest flaw?
Ans. Trusting people very easily and pushing them away very easily.
Q8. Your thoughts on Love?
Ans. Next question please
Q9. What would you have as your last meal?
Ans. Hmm…this is very tough to answer
Does an all you can eat extra extra large ice cream sundae fit in as a meal!?
Q10. One amazing moment you have experienced?
Ans. The first time i hugged the guy i love.
And now its time to answer the questions of one of my most favourite bloggers presently, lily!!
1. Are you a morning person?
Ans.
2. Which internet fad, till date, do you think has been the dumbest?
Ans. Facebook!
3. What is it that you love best about blogging?
Ans. Coming across the most paradoxical delusions that my mind is a reservoir of!
4. Your weirdest habit?
Ans. Pouting for no reason. Like really i just stand or sit or just do anything and while i am at it i start pouting for no reason lol.
5. Are you a tea person?
Ans. Hmm…tea is nice but i am getting over it cos darjeeling tea tastes bad without sugar and m getting rid of sugar from my diet now!
6. What’s been the most embarrassing moment in your life? 😛
Ans. :P……………………………………………………………………………………
Every time i look in the mirror.
7. Do you like Krispy Kreme or Dunkin Donuts better?
Ans. Dunkin donuts…oh i am hungryyy.
8. Stupid health fads you’ve religiously followed and decided they were “meeeeh”?
Ans. I haven’t followed any health fad and now m like “meeeeh”.
9. Your favorite TV show?
Ans. For the second time
The only boy who can bring a smile on my face in the most saddest times of my life
Maybe i am in love with him
Shin Chan
10. One thing you can’t leave home without?
Ans. A bottle of water. I faint easily!and sorry but i will havta add lipbalm too…or my baby lips will be upset lol.
And lastly, this amazing blogger https://yzhengblog.wordpress.com/ nominated me for my eighth liebster and it really is a pleasure.
What made you start blogging?
Ans. I think its cool to let everyone read your foolish rants.
Something you learned through blogging.
Ans. The fact that sometimes it is you who needs to understand yourself first rather than the world around you.
If you can go anywhere, where would you go?
Ans. Sweden.
If you can be anything (occupation-wise), what would you be?
Ans. Hmm….i don’t know!
One-word you like people use to describe you.
Ans. Arrogant
One-word you dis-like people use to describe you.
Ans. Intelligent.
What are some sounds you dislike?
Ans. Sound of screeching and thunder and honking cars.
Who do you look up to?
Ans. Presently its the ceiling of my house.
Like the motivation thing
I look up to no one for i really dont consider myself below anyone in terms if insanity. Nobody is sane just by the way.
If time freezes for 24 hours, what would you do?
Ans. Write!
Are you motivated by hope or fear?
Ans. By ice cream!
Hope actually.
What/who is your inspiration?
Ans.my mum and dad, my maternal grandparents and my paternal grandpa, alot of my school teacher one of them is Mrs. Meeta Arora ma’am and all the writers whose books, articles or poems or anything i have read, the nature, the bloggers i follow and basically alot of things, most of them are very simple yet inspiring
So, thank u som much for honouring me so much. Please visit the blogs of these awesome ppl who have nominated me.
Ai. Ikiru. Warai. Yume. Shin
~ nidhi
Hallucinations of an angel: chapter 8
a note from the author: i need to apologise yet again for putting up this chapter so late. I have been caught up in a tragedy for the past two days and i won’t mention about it now but later on. Thank u so much for reading this story. Please do catch up to the former chapters if you haven’t before reading this one. Thank you once again. I will try and be more regular about this story now. Its just their are so many ideas in your head and you don’t know how to or exactly how much to incorporate in one chapter and that is why i decided to keep my chapters a tat bit shorter from usual from now on. Let me know whether you like it or not. So, here we go.
‘Cordelia!’
Gerard roughly captured Cordelia in his arms and pulled her back.
‘Cordelia! Oh my Jesus! What the hell were you about to do!’
He held Cordelia tightly, very close to him while looking at her intensely. The loud voice had woken Erika up. The very first sight that her eyes caught up with upon opening was Cordelia in Gerard’s arms. She was certainly not well aware of the situation which had caused the present scenario to occur but what did trigger was Erika’s fury.
‘Gerard!’
Her voice was an excruciating mix of anger and sorrow. She was completely unknown to the tears that were caressing her cheeks while she looked at them with an angry gaze.
‘Gerard! Explain yourself! What on earth is going on! Why is…’
Gerard pushed Cordelia away and at once took Erika in his arms, preventing her speech. He knew what this scenario was making Erika feel about him and Cordelia and he could not let this take a toll on Erika’s mental well being.
‘Gerard. Please let me go. Don’t do this to me.’
Erika was in no condition to let go of Gerard. He was her kryptonite. She was the most powerful with him and yet the most vulnerable with him as well.
‘Erika. I know what you are thinking but you need to think straight. What you saw was completely the opposite of what you perceived. Cordelia was about to wake you up not realising that she should not. I just arrived right on time to prevent her from doing so. She thought you were sick or something and got worried. She is naive Erika. Forgive her. And forgive me for waking you up like this.’
Erika knew that Gerard was speaking the truth but her heart still ached. Cordelia on the other hand looked at them with her chartreuse eyes glittering with jealousy.
‘Gerard! The lord has asked for you.’
The butler came and took Gerard away. While leaving,Gerard had an eye contact with Cordelia, warning her to not even try and think of what she was about to do again. He hadn’t realised that the eye contact was very visible to Erika which had triggered within her head a scrimmage of conundrums. She perused Cordelia with a steady gaze, trying to comprehend the situation that had caused the stir.
‘Cordelia. What made you take such an irresponsible action if you may tell me.’
Cordelia had the least idea of how to respond the question. She stood up straight, delicately rectifying her messed up hair and then she looked Erika straight in the eye and then spoke a fragile and faint voice.
‘Gerard is my brother. He certainly is nothing but your servant. I believe he has already given you the explanation you required and there is nothing else to add to it. Well if i may take your leave my prized Barbelo.’
Barbelo. While Cordelia left her room, she could only hear the word Barbelo resonate in her ears. Something about it had made her curiosity catch fire. That word slipped out of Cordelia’s mouth, though it shouldn’t have. Erika woke up in her night robe and at once began running towards the library. She looked up the word in the dictionary but she couldn’t find anything. Encyclopaedias,the book of names and their meanings and at last the book of theology caught her eye and she began dwelling in it, absolutely unaware of the fact that she had been in the library for a couple of hours already.
The book of theology presented her the true meaning of the word Barbelo, who was supposedly an angel. She was about to look up the details when the door flung open.
‘Erika!’
It was Gerard. Panting and sweating. Of course he had been looking for Erika and was dead worried about failing to do so.
‘Erika! Goodness Erika! What has gotten into you today. I was searching for you everywhere Goddamn place. If only i had met the maid first who had seen you entering the library, would i have not to go through all the trouble.’
Erika was expressionless. She was hardly interested in Gerard’s just ended adventure and she simply looked back into the book. This made Gerard rather curious. He walked up to her to see for himself as to what had the young lady amusingly engrossed. He stood behind her, trying his best not to bother Erika and took a sneaky look at the book. Barbelo.
Gerard was paralysed in severe shock. It had shifted the tangent he stood on by a complete three sixty degrees and his breath was gone. When he finally came back to senses, Erika was already through half of the information about the angel. This was not good. Gerard snatched away the book from Erika at once.
‘Gerard! What the hell! Give me my book back. I haven’t finished reading.’
‘Erika! I don’t think it’s a good idea to delay lunch time.’
‘To hell with lunch! Not until i complete reading.’
‘Erika!’
She tried her best to take back the book from Gerard but nothing worked.
‘Fine! No book and i don’t eat the lunch.’
She stood up and started walking away hurriedly towards her room. Gerard heaved a sigh of relief. Then he quickly and neatly tore the page about Barbelo and threw it in the fire place to burn away. His mind was in an unending and paradoxical dilemma. He was going through all the instances that could have occurred which made Erika aware of the word Barbelo and developed her interest in it. Whatever it was, Gerard now knew that this was definitely the beginning of the end.
Chicks,lipsticks and glasses…
So honestly at first i wanted to do a post about how to pair sunglasses with different hairstyles and lipcolours but i ended up drawing it instead. This was a lot of fun though!
Hair has been created using watercolour and damn it took me alot of time to get the shade right.
The cateyes sunglasses from Vogue have been made using crayons.
The lipstick shade is called Maroon Delight by Lotus.
The hair has been made and shaded by crayons yet again.
The round and punk sunglasses from Estycal have been made using a sketchpen.
The lipstick shade is called Heavenly Pink by Lotus.
So the hair here has been shaded using four different pencil colours.
The aviators from Ray Ban have also been shaded using pencil colours.
The lipstick shade is called Nutty Brown by Lotus.
Alright so don’t kill me for not drawing the sunglasses right…*embarrased*
Anyway, the hair has been shaded using a black pencil colour.
The wayfarer sunglasses( from the brand i am not aware of as they were a gift and no brand was mentioned) have been shaded using crayons and have been drawn awfully bad.
The lipstick shade is called My Peach by Lotus.
And the earrings, i don’t remember when i bought them soo.
Well, i think the fashion police will hang me for pairing up the wrong stuff together but that is just how i am.
Hope you enjoyed and please don’t mind the bad photography and ample amount of sketching mistakes..
Hallucinations of an angel: chapter 7
Before you read- well, i need to apologise for posting this chapter so late. Sorry. So well here it is, chapter 7, if you haven’t already read the former chapters i suggest you do to get to understand this story better. A bit of supernatural is introduced in this chapter. I hope you get the gist of it..
Erika was asleep while Gerard kept close to make sure that she is well. He had been overly worried about Erika lately. She had been suffering from unusual changes in both her physical state and mental state. The changes were noticed by Gerard after a month from her Eighteenth birthday. She had gained a lot of weight, was suffering from excessive fatigue, suffered from frequent fainting spells and had missed her periods for consequently two months. Gerard had brought this issue under her father’s notice and he very well agreed to it. Her behaviour was tinted with extreme aggression, she had unusual hair growth in private parts of her body and face. She had told Gerard about it. Gerard knew every slightest detail about Erika. He was rather mature to handle the changes in a female body and Erika trusted him enough to tell him about them.
The best internal and family medicine doctors were called to examine Erika. She went through an ultrasound and a few blood tests to confirm the disorder the doctors had suspected about. Today was the day, the day when the reports were about to be delivered to Gerard for the same. Erika was kept a little unaware of her condition. It was Gerard’s way of keeping her happy while he can. The butler handed over the reports to Gerard and his anxiety was at peak.
He took a deep breath and opened the envelope by making the least sound possible for Erika was sleeping right next to him. The blood tests and the ultrasound had unfortunately confirmed the disease. Erika was suffering from Poly cystic ovarian disorder.
The disorder had become common in the recent past among women. It was nothing serious if it was detected as early as the woman was eighteen for the disorder was found in women of the age group eighteen to forty four. The predicament in the body was a result of increased secretion of male reproductive hormones in the woman’s body resulting in enlargement of the ovules produced. Mostly it resulted in infertility which could be taken care of if the disorder is detected early, the most extreme result was ovarian cancer.
Gerard decided to remain silent about this matter to Erika. He asked the maids to keep a close watch on Erika while he discusses the issue with her father. The doctors were called for a meeting at once while Gerard tried to gather as much information about PCOD as he could possibly at that time.
‘Gentlemen, my daughter has been my first priority in life and shall always remain so. I presume that you all are well aware of the problem at hand. I suppose it isn’t needed for me to already bring this in your acknowledgement that i shall leave no stone unturned to keep my daughter safe and healthy and i require the same from your end. Gerard, you may address the issue further.’
‘Good afternoon gentlemen. As my knowledge about this disorder as yet tells me that Erika’s case doesn’t put her under any recent danger. Of course, that does not mean that we let this get the better of us and makes us rather lethargically acquainted with her treatment. Their is something i need to make very clear. This news shall remain confined within the walls of the Plath estate. Not even a wavering whisper about it in the public shall be entertained. Also, presently i would like to keep this issue under wraps for Erika as well. As such this disorder has depression as one of the main consequences and i fear that her being aware of her condition might make things worse. Infertility is something that needs to be paid close attention to as this might certainly hinder Erika’s future. I sincerely request all present here to work their hardest to ensure Erika’s healthy future.’
The doctors were rather impressed by Gerard’s speech. After an elaborate discussion about future actions and treatment procedures, the conclusions were rather bright. The medicines prescribed were immediately made available for use.
Amidst all this mayhem, Cordelia was rather upset. Having noticed the amount of attention Gerard paid to Erika made her feel something within that she hadn’t found a word to describe yet. It was feeling of vaguest and most extreme sadness and hatred all at once. She was accustomed to having all of Gerard to herself whenever she was around. It was so,because she hadn’t seen him work for Erika before. It made her heart yearn for him. She had no idea what she had caught herself in. A dreadful web of over annihilating emotions and fetishes. Love and jealousy.
Her frustration had reached its peak.She picked up a knife and started walking towards Erika’s room.Her eyes were no more chartreuse, they had turned crimson. She was surrounded by aura so evil. It reeked of cynical and sinister intentions. She only widened her eyes which beamed at the maids and they fainted and fell down. She opened the door and took heavy steps towards the young lass sleeping blissfully. Anger overflowing from her veins. She stood next to Erika, with eyes ensanguined in rage and hands ready to thrust that knife through her body. She held the knife up with both her hands , ready to commit the crime, with her consciousness having been debarred by feelings of intense jealousy. Cordelia was no ordinary human, she was a honey coloured devil.
Infinity dreams award
So..theonlysup nominated me for this award. Thanks a ton for that Sup!
Now he wanted me to talk about my dreams, goals and aspirations. Alright, here it goes!
When i was six, i wanted to be a maid. I used to play with a broom and used to shout out aloud that i want to be a maid for godsake. It only took me a couple of years to understand that i could put my school education to use and be something better than that. Sigh! If only school education was taken seriously by me. Anyway! When i was eight, i decided to become a singer. Back then i was doing a course in indian classical music. An year after that, i gave the exam for the same and passed with a distinction. My second exam for the music thing came by when i was in sixth grade. It clashed with my annual exams and i did poorly in both. So, the singer dream ended there. When i was in ninth grade, i lost a friend due to brain hemorrhage. That was when i decided that i wanted to be a neurosurgeon. That was the only reason why i took physics, chemistry and biology as my subjects in class eleventh and twelfth. Honestly it was a bad idea. When i was in eleventh grade, i lost another friend due to brain hemorrhage. He wasn’t just a friend though. He was just a little bit less than being my fiance. At that moment of time, i believe i had developed a bit of resentment for doctors in all. You see, their is another part to my story of dreams. An uncle of mine was the UPSC topper of 2001. This exam is for Indian Civil Services. I admired him like hell. After all, it is one of the most respectable jobs in India. I guess, somewhere within i desperately wanted to be like him. Presently, i want to pursue an honours degree in either english or zoology, both being my favourite subjects. After that, i might try my hand at UPSC as well, for the Indian Foreign Service. If i don’t succeed, i might pursue further studies in the subject i choose for honours and then become the professor of the same.
You see, all my life, i have been directed by an event towards the kind of profession i would like to be in. Right now if you ask me, i would love to become a professor and teach people. I think it’s the best job in the world. I have been very ambitious since birth. My mother would always scold me for worrying too much about my future. The past couple of years as a science student made me realise that i wasn’t built to study science or excel in it. It’s like, you know, when you have been a scholar all your life, and people around you keep praising you for being intelligent and stuff and suddenly you realise that their is something like physics that can absolutely destruct your mental well being and make you devoid of your self esteem, it is not easy to believe that success lies anywhere in the near future for you. This is the hardest time for a person to face. The facet of time of complete self doubt. So, i decided to face it. Face the fact that i am not perfect. I have been a perfectionist all my life. I clearly laid the facts before my parents, i basically can’t take up anything related to science except biology, for it is actually the subject that i thoroughly enjoy. I have been facing a lot of criticism for my decision. But i guess it is how it is.
I have been a very self made person. I tend to keep aloof from people when it comes down to my aspirations. I don’t know whether i work best alone or in a group, but my experience tells me that i can actually lead people well. I am multifaceted. I can be the worst person you come across and even the best. My behaviour basically depends on the principle of reciprocity. I am bad at faking. But recently i have picked up a bit of diplomacy from my father, he is a government official who is filled with sensible diplomacy. You can say that i can placate and pacify my seniors easily for my good. I don’t think that is a bad idea. But at the same time, i can certainly take a stand against my seniors if i see no good in them. I have been a bit of a loner. Basically cos i have poor socaibility. But, i like to reman true to who i am.
When i was in eleventh grade, our psychology class students had to prepare a dance on the subject of gender equality, for something to do with the british council. I had kept myself away from dancing for a while. I have been trained in kathak for three years and bharatnatyam for an year but nobody knew that. I and a friend of mine, Gauri,were together supposed to direct and choreograph the dance. I and Gauri have never had the best relation. Why so!? Well that is another story. I remember there was a time when i had a tiff with her regarding the choreography. Trust me, i am bad apologising to people. I can live with being oblivious to a person’s existence all my life but face that person and say sorry. In this case though, i did apologise. Maybe because it involved a lot of other people apart from just me. I guess i sacrificed a little on my ego. Even today, i am very proud of how that dance turned out to be. I remember how i was getting calls from my fellow dancers the day before the dance. How all of them would come to me with their problems. Then again, the best part was, a picture of our dance, where all the girls are standing together in the formation of a peacock got published in the school magazine the next year, and so this lovely girl, Simran, who was also a part of our dance group came to me and said,”well nidhi! Cos of you i at least have my photo in the magazine in the last year of my school!” I swear to you, back then i just smiled at her but whenever i think about it, it fills me with intense joy, the fact that i can help others in the smallest of ways and make them happy. I guess, that’s my goal now. To make people happy. I seriously don’t know where time will take me but all i know is that wherever i go, i would like to make people happy.
Ai. Ikiru. Warai. Yume. Shin
~nidhi.
Third,fourth and fifth liebster.
Alright, so Prakriti nominated me for my third liebster and i can’t thank her enough for the same.
1. Can you tell me a little about yourself?
Ans. I am still an immature teen, soon to be an adult, within a couple of months. I try to stay true to being human and normal but then i go back to being myself. I feel the world wants me to shut myself up in a vessel having the property of faraday cages cause i am very scared of lightning literally and figuratively. English is my passion, writing is my everyday escape, sketching is something i do to tell myself that i am still a kid cos my sketches are lol kiddish and poetry is my feelings given words. I have never had many friends, just a few. I always mess up in situations demanding social sense cos i lack it thoroughly. I try to be better than yesterday cos that’s exactly what keeps me going. I love books…like crazy. If you open my wardrobe now, all the clothes would fall over you and my mom just told me to put up a ‘Danger Zone’ sign on my wardrobe’s door. I am dying to go shopping still..shopaholic much. I have participated in quite a lot of extra curricular in school..basically i did everything apart from studying…debating,MUN,compering,theatre,singing,dancing(even choreographing),basketball and etc. My life till now has been very messed up. There are times when i look at my parents and i wonder if they are proud of me or not. I wish they are one day. That’s all for now..quite emotional already…need ice cream😭
2. How you first got involved in with blogging?
Ans. Alright..so i mentioned this before and i mention it again, it was because i wanted to give my story, hallucinations of an angel a public platform and i am glad i worked up the guts to do so.
3. What have you always wanted? Did you get it?
Ans. Umm..an all you can buy sale on clothes and heels for free. No haven’t come across any.
4. Tell me about some of the people you’ve met while working on your blog?
Ans. Oh! I love this question. Firstly, Prakriti, you have been a complete sweetheart to me my darling. Sabiscuit, my soulmate, a person who i love from the bottom of my heart, she is my absolute soul sister. Iku, amazing guy, simply an inspiration. Abyssbrain, the guy who could actually make me like maths like i hated it like really hated it. Naima, the girl who made me realise that my story was worth reading and made sense and she is simply babelicious. Hbhatnagar, gawd this guy is really fun. Wandering violet, she is another girl who i absolutely love as well, she was the first person to nominate me for an award, she is just as crazy as me and a loving heart. Ritika, like the most amazing writer i have met by far, her words are my heart’s deepest secrets. Emily Rose Lewis, she is an amazing human being and inspires me really much. Their are so many other people i am missing out on right now but all of them are such loveliness. It’s amazing how al of us are so unaware about each other, i don’t even know the names of few, forget the age or country part, but it certainly amuses me to know them for the fact that they support me without really judging me.
5. What was the weirdest prank call you ever did?
Ans. Alright, i have never made a prank call, but have been a victim of a few.
6. What do you do when you aren’t working on your blog?
Ans. Eat, sleep, read, sometimes i breathe, cook, shop, sketch, yawn, rave and repeat.
7. What is your idea of a perfect life?
Ans. A room full of books and a closet full of shoes.
8. If you ever gotta chance to run, what 5 things will you take with yourself?
Ans. A bottle of water, comfy running shoes, a gigantic bag in which i can fill infinite books, lip balm and shades.
9. Ugly and live forever or beautiful and die in a year. Which one and why?
Ans. Beautiful and die in a year. Donno why. Maybe because i am ugly and don’t like it much.
10. Explain your life in a world?
Ans. Complicated.
Now, ajay had nominated me my fourth liebster which is really nice of him..
Your favourite quote on life?
Ans.
Your Relationship status.
Ans. Forever alone
The craziest thing u have done so far?
Ans. Drink alcohol in school.
Ur favourite book and why??
Ans. What!? No way. How can you ask me this question dude…i can never name a single favourite obviously though i did ask this question too lol. Here are a few favourites…
Tuesdays with morrie- mitch albom
The five people you meet in heaven- mitch albom
The timekeeper-mitch albom
All the colours of darkness-peter robinson
As darkness falls- brownwyn perry
A thousand splendid suns- Khaled Hosseini
The kite runner- khaled hosseini
The genius-theodore dreiser
Confessions of a shopaholic- Sophie Kinsella
Jonathan livingston seagull-richard bach
The winner stands alone, eleven minutes, the way of the bow- paulo coelho
The catcher in the rye- jeff marsden
I know why the caged birds sing-maya angelou
The communist manifesto- karl marx and friedrich engels
Crime and punishment- fyodor dostoyevsky
War and peace-leo tolstoy
The shadow lines-amitav ghosh
Great expectations-charles dickens
Gone with the wind- margaret mitchell
Wuthering heights- emily bronte
Pride and prejudice,sense and sensibility- jane austen
The notebook,a bend in the road, walk to remember, safe haven-nicholas sparks
Angels and demons, da vinci code, deception point- dan brown
Cinder- marissa meyer
Confess- colleen hoover
Everything i never told you- celeste ng
Fallen- lauren kate
The invention of wings- sue monk kidd
Life after life- kate atkinson
The nightingale- kristin hannah
Paper towns- john green
A short history of nearly everything- bill bryson
To kill a mockingbird- harper lee
As you like it, othello, antonio and cleopatra- shakespeare
We were liars- e lockhart
The perks of being a wallflower- stephen chbosky
Gone girl- gillian flynn
Gosh! There are many more, i even missed out some poetry books!!
Define love in your words.
Ans. A cocoon of self concocted impulses and fetishes which strengthens more as you try and walkaway from it.
Do you dream about being successful or happy and why?
Ans. Happy. Try being happy and success shall bow down before you for even life shall lose to you unassuming and never fading smile.
Is love really worth the time?
Ans. No.
Colour that can change ur Mood?
Ans. Blue.
Difference btwn lust and infatuation……in your point of view.
Ans. Lust is more carnal and infatuation is an obsession.
Hobbies other than blogging?
Ans. Blogging is not my hobby actually.
And finally, drishti had nominated me for my fifth liebster, love you loads for that simpleheadgirl..lots of love.
Q.1.What do you love doing the most?
Ans. Sleeping
Q.2.One novel you would like to recommend me and why?
Ans. This is really hard, but i will cut down to three
The god of small things- arundhati roy
The memoirs of a geisha- arthur golden
Confessions of a dangerous mind- chuck barris
Q.3.Your idea behind this blog?
Ans. My thoughts and imaginative impulses confined and put in one virtual place.
Q.4.One song that changes your bad mood?
Ans. One song….no way man….alright here are a few of em
Born this way, bad romance, poker face,paparazi-lady gaga
Firework,part of me,roar-katy perry
Stronger-kelly clarkson
Love dont cost a thing, i’m into you- jlo
Who says, tell me something i dont know- selena gomez
Cant be tamed, we cant stop- miley cyrus
Russian roulete, only girl- rihanna
Because you live,superbad- jesse mccartney
I see the light- mandy moore
Loca- shakira
Ishq bulava- hassi toh phasee
Still not all…wasn’t feeling like typing them all.
Q5. What is the best moment of your life?
Ans. Lying on my bed.
Q6.What is Love for you?
Ans. A bad experience.
Q7. One special thing about you?
Ans. I can sleep all my life.
Q8. Favourite quote?
Ans.
Q9.Your Dream Job?
Ans. Hmm…a social worker or travel journalist. But none of them are gonna happen.
Q10.Your Favourite food?
Ans. Mac n cheese.
So, this was a pretty long post and certainly quite late too. Thanks to everyone who has been following my blog or has even taken a small peek at it.
Ai. Ikiru. Warai. Yume. Shin
~nidhi.
Rip me apart
Take a machete and rip me apart. Try and lacerate the layers that entrap my soul. If you fail, try over again. If you can’t tear them apart then try peeling them away. The adhesive is rather impossible penetrate. Try harder. Try again. Success is never coming your way. Why would you think you can take a chance once again and try digging me up to make space for you to stay? What makes you so audacious? Grow up my darlingest babe. You can’t break me anymore. Within me lies an unfathomable treasure trough of secrets which can be found only on the map leading to true love. You don’t have it within you. You aren’t capable of loving someone. You don’t deserve to be loved by someone. Why would you want to anyway? You are the most omniscient being of them all. You know everything. From HOW TO FOOL A GIRL WITH YOUR FAKE LOVE to HOW TO DO THE SAME WITH DOZENS OF WOMEN SIMULTANEOUSLY. You are truly talented. A genius. A human par excellence. Why would you come back to me? Why do you want to be with me?
I guess, maybe because in this world brimming with seven billion people, it is only i who can perturb your rock solid heart.
So, do you still doubt my strength? Try ripping me apart again.
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Wanderer
She sat amidst the whispering galleries. Conundrums playing tricks in cacophony. Beneath her lied a world which her perception assigned as reality. Above her she saw a vignette of her dreams. She was longing to reach them. Mystical and perpetually clairvoyant world. She didn’t want to become the rain. She didn’t want to fall. She is neither the thunder because she knew that raising her voice won’t do the job, but raising her words and ideals would. She doesn’t understand prophecy, neither is she abound by dramatic fate. She is a wild dreamer. She is like a million ideas unabashed by fear. One person, a zillion thoughts and deliberating notions. Needs and wants, cohesive nonetheless a lotus-eater at heart. Cognoscenti within and throughtout, but assigned a cassandra by the world that contemplates fallacy as truth. Gravely dissapointed by everyday sorrow, burdened by the myths and prejudices, she succumbs to paucis verbis, but her heart is invincible. She is facile princeps. She walks and the world shouts ‘fiat lux,ruat caelum’. She is a a cluster of concocted contradictions and comprehended concepts and chimeras at the same time. She certainly isn’t a forlorn figure displaying her troubles, she is an inspiring intellection for those who are in vain. She emerged out as a winner, a triumphant champion. She is not a somebody, she is not just anybody, she is not a part of everybody. She is a wanderer. The one within you. You are a wanderer.
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