It Shall Pass. 

This night shall pass. Living in the hope that it shall pass, I look into the dark battling the unknown. Battling with my life. Battling against the will to survive. Every inch of my soul feels broke. Standing  in the dark I wonder will it all be fine? Will I make through to the sunshine? Voices keep  saying nothing is going to be fine. But do I still want to give up? Do I give up on life thinking I might never make it to the bright side? Happiness will become a part of me. I will find happiness even at the worst phase of my life. I will hold on to it even though it tries and slips away. Life will be much better. It will. And this phase shall pass. It shall. The good will overcome the bad. It shall all be fine. Even if pain demands to be felt, embrace it. Take it all in. Fight till the end. You will win. Win the battle of life. You will know that life can be beautiful even if it looks ugly from the outside and feels miserable from the inside. It shall pass. This phase shall pass and you will find happiness even in the dark. 

Love Jihad.

Syed and Gayatri didn’t mean to fall in love. But love happens when you least
expect it. It creeps up suddenly. When someone needs attention, care,
conversation, laughter and maybe even intimacy. Love doesn’t look at logic, or at
backgrounds and least of all, religion.
Gayatri was from a very conservative South Indian family that went to a temple
every Saturday. Syed bought goats for his family every Eid. That said it all. Their
paths would never have crossed if it hadn’t been for that fateful day. That day
when he walked into the coffee shop. Gayatri wondered if destiny chose our
loved ones for us. Did we have any role to play at all?
She looked at her watch. Syed was late. They met every Thursday at five pm to
catch up. Their conversation lasted for hours. Sometimes at the cafe, sometimes
in his car, sometimes in places that she could never tell her friends about. They
would never understand. And yet Syed made her happy.
Suddenly her phone beeped. He had sent a message. “On my way. Have
something important to tell you.”
Gayatri stared at it and realized she had knots in her stomach. Thoughts flooded
her mind. What did he want to tell her?
I spent the last two years of my life believing in the fact that Syed was
somewhere out there waiting for me to listen to his unspoken and incomplete
conversation. These two years of my life have possibly been the toughest of all I
believe. You know that feeling when you are forced to believe something that you
don’t want to because deep down you know that it isn’t the complete truth.
I still remember that day when I first met Syed at the coffee shop..
Like always I visited the coffee shop every Thursday, sat at my favorite place and
was working for something new to put up on my blog. I chose “The Brew”
because that place gave me a vibe. It always felt good to be there.

It was a rainy day at Hyderabad. I was sitting by the window as usual. With my
eyes closed, I was enjoying my favorite song being played at the coffee shop.
“Oh! How wonderful this felt”, I thought. Suddenly I was interrupted by someone.
When I looked up to the person standing in front of me, I was in a trance.
Everything around me felt so motionless. All I knew was that I was looking at the
most beautiful pair of eyes. “Eyes are the way to your soul.” His eyes said it all.
Suddenly I came back to the reality and realized that he was asking me
“Hey! Are you ok?”, he asked.
“Um. Yeah. Yeah I am alright! Sorry for that awkward moment.” I said .
“Do you need anything?”, I asked.
“Yeah! Actually there is no other place vacant except yours. Do you mind if I join
you?” he asked.
“Oh sure. Please have a seat.” I said.
“My name is Syed.” He extended his hand towards me.
“Gayatri” I said while shaking hands with him.
“Thank you so much. And I am extremely sorry for the inconvenience.” He said.
“Not a problem.” I said.
He noticed me scribbling on my journal and asked me what I was up to? I told
him that I was working on my blog. He got fascinated and asked me more about
it. He also ended up reading some of my work.
“Oh my God! You really write so well.” He said.
“Thank you so much.” I said.
“There is so much depth in it.” He said.
I felt happy. It always felt great to hear someone appreciate your work.

Moreover I was amused by the fact that being a complete stranger he
understood the depth of it. There are quite a few people who can understand
the real you. This was the moment when I realized that I wanted to know Syed
more. We spoke about our jobs. Apparently we were so different from each
other, yet I liked spending my time with him. We spoke for a very long time until
i realized that it was too late and also that it had stopped raining.
“Hey I got to go! It’s too late.” I said as I stood up.
“I had a really good time. Thank you so much. Hope I get the opportunity to
meet you again.” He said.
“Me too.” I said with a smile.
He offered me a ride back home, but I refused. He walked me outside the coffee
shop. As I was leaving, I turned back to see him waving at me. I waved back. This
moment felt strange but incredibly beautiful. As we looked at each other I
realized it was time. It was time for something wonderful to happen in my life.
I was distracted for the rest of the week. Ma and Pa kept asking me these weird
questions because they knew it was too unusual of me.
I had so many questions on my mind. I wondered if I would meet Syed ever
again. A part of me wanted to and a part of me wondered why!
Thursday had finally arrived. I was too anxious and excited. I was going to The
Brew at 5 o’clock as usual. I overdressed a little bit. I wore my favorite outfit. It
was a beautiful white kurti with a red dupatta. I looked my best in this outfit. I
got ready in the hope of seeing him again. With high hopes I set off to The Brew.
After I reached, I looked everywhere hoping to see those pair of eyes again.
After looking for a while I finally gave up. As usual I worked for my blog and
went back home.
Weeks turned to a month and I had not seen him. It had been a while before I
finally gave up.
Unexpectedly, one Thursday I noticed someone sitting at my place. I wondered

who it was because nobody ever sat there. As I approached the table I was
shocked and surprised at the same time. It was Syed.
“When did you come?” I asked in a surprised tone.
Honestly I was so pleased to see him.
“I just reached The Brew a minute or two before you did.” he said smiling.
“How come you are here!” I asked.
“Well. I came to meet you!” he said.
I was so pleased and happy to hear that.
“How come you knew that I would be here today?” I asked out of curiosity.
“The last time we spoke, I remember you mentioned about coming here every
Thursday.” he said.
“You remember?” I asked.
“Oh yes. Sometimes, certain details can make a lot of difference.” he said.
“But why?” I asked again.
“It’s simply because I wanted to meet you. The conversation we had that day
was just not enough. I wanted to know so much more about you. I hadn’t
spoken to a person so intriguing in a very long time.” he said.
“Me too” I said softly.
Both of us were looking at each other. I felt naked. It felt as though his eyes
were digging the depths of my soul and he could see my dark side.
I interrupted by asking where had he been all these weeks.
“I had to leave for Delhi. My office had assigned me an important task.” He said.
We spoke so much in the next two hours. We discussed about our families,
hobbies, childhood, and a lot more things.

At the end we decided that we would meet each other the coming week on the
very same day. Both of us couldn’t get enough of each other. We exchanged
numbers. He offered to drop me home again but I refused as always. I could
sense the disappointment on his face but I hinted him that he could drop me
the next time we meet. He did seem excited knowing that. Seeing him happy
made me happy.
That night I could feel the different me. I was so happy. Eventually things got
more weirder. My parents resorted to the usual questions and I had no
appropriate answer to it. The only way by which I was gonna get rid of their
curiosity was to hit the bed early. As I entered my room, I heard my phone beep.
It was Syed. I was so excited to read his first text. It said,
“Goodnight Writer. :)”
This simple message kept me awake all night. I never thought that some guy
would come into my life and turn it upside down. He made me feel wanted. This
was very alien to me. But I knew that beautiful things had begun.
Our conversations seemed to be never ending. The girl who was hardly seen
with a phone was now constantly hitting the phone keys. My friends at office
kept asking me who it was but I kept telling them he was just a friend.
We met the following Thursday. He got me flowers. We spoke for a long time
and he reminded me that he was going to drop me today.
“So I finally get to drop you?” he said as we were heading to parking lot of the
coffee shop.
“Yes.” I said.
On our way back to my place, he played one of my favorite songs. He always
amazed me by doing these simple yet so sweet things. I started to realize where

our friendship was leading. But I was too busy enjoying every minute of it.
Time passed. We became too close to each other.
It had been exactly four months since we met. I still remember how he asked me
He came over to my place. Nobody was at home and we were on the terrace
talking to each other.
“Gayatri.” he said in a very serious tone.
” I need to tell you something!”
I was too scared. “What is it Syed?” I asked.
He knelt down. What he told me for the next few minutes made me cry.
“Gayatri, You are the most beautiful person I have got the pleasure to know. I
feel extremely lucky to have you in my life. But I want to be lucky for the rest of
my life. I want us to be happy. You are my happiness. I want to go to the movies,
have dinner, go for long walks and share the same ice cream with you for the
rest of my life. I love you very much. Will you be mine?”
I was so overwhelmed. I knelt down, put my hand on his face and kissed him.
As i did, I whispered in his ear.
“I love you too”
We both lived every bit of that moment. I was locked in his arms. I felt secured
and satisfied.
Everything changed. But this change was much more beautiful than the previous
change. We were no longer friends. We were committed to each other. The
word committed defined it all. I finally knew what it felt like to be committed to
someone. All I knew was what I had with Syed, I didn’t want that with anyone

else. We were very happy with each other. But as they say every relationship
had its own set of problems. And ours wasn’t a normal one.
One day it so happened that one of my relatives had seen me with Syed at a
mall. This was known for sure that the news was gonna travel to my family real
soon. And this was all the more shocking because my family knew that I didn’t
mingle with men. That night was one heck of a night.
“Who was the person you were seen with at the mall?” my Pa asked me in an
aggressive tone.
“His name is Syed. I love him. And he loves me too Pa.” I said.
“How dare you? How can you date a Muslim boy? This is very wrong!” Shouted
“I don’t want you to be seen with him ever again? Do you understand? You don’t
want to be house arrested, do you? Moreover he is Muslim. We are orthodox
Brahmins. Society doesn’t allow such a thing. We have a reputation to maintain
in the clan.” he yelled.
I got up and locked myself inside my room and sobbed inconsolably. I loved him
way too much to lose him. I overheard dad telling mom from across the other
room that they shall start looking for a groom. At this moment, I so badly
needed Syed to be by my side. I called him up and narrated the entire thing. He
consoled me and told me that we shall do as my father says for the time being.
We shall not talk to each other. Or at least pretend so that they didn’t know
about it. But we would definitely meet at the coffee shop the coming week. The
coffee shop was one place where we didn’t need to be afraid of getting caught.
There was one thing that I had realized that night. Religion was the one fact that
we never spoke about or until now even thought about . We didn’t imagine it
could turn out to be the biggest obstacle in our relationship. The only thing that
we knew was that we loved each other. Unconditionally and irrevocably.

My parents kept an eye on me all the time. I managed to go to The Brew and
meet him. I sobbed inconsolably when I met him. The distance was killing me.
Being away from him was tearing me apart. He kept assuring me that he would
do everything and anything to keep me in his life.
Eventually Syed’s family got to know too. The scenario was much more
complicated at Syed’s house. His family made a huge deal out of it just like my
family did. They put all kinds of possible restrictions. They restricted him from
going anywhere but office. He was not allowed to use his phone at home. His
work kept him out of the city most of the time so that it would become
impossible for him to meet me. But he always managed to meet me every
Thursday at The Brew. I knew how much risk he was taking to save our
relationship. This made me want him even more. Our relationship was
becoming too complicated but we still managed to keep each other happy.
Things were becoming horrible. He was getting beaten up. I was getting sacked.
The society spoke too much. And this bothered our families even more. We
protested against our families that love doesn’t see religion, caste, color or any
other thing. Love is pure. All Is fair in love. Anything and everything.
Coming back to that day when we were meeting each other at the coffee shop
and Syed was late. His message made me too anxious. I wondered what the
important thing was.
Hours passed and he didn’t turn up. I started to feel tensed. I was scared to call
him because I didn’t want to worsen things for him at his place. I kept waiting
until I received a message from Syed’s number.
It said”
Syed is gone forever. Don’t pursue him if you want him to be happy.”
I was numb. I could not feel myself. What did the message mean by gone
forever? Is he going to happy with this? What could have happened to Syed? Is

everything alright? I tried calling his number but it was blocked. I had no way of
communicating either him or his family. I broke down. I kept crying and crying. I
felt so helpless. I wanted to end my life. I couldn’t imagine my life without him.
My whole body was shivering. I had so much on my mind. I tried to find out
what happened but I got nothing. His family was gone. I couldn’t believe it was
happening. I couldn’t because I knew he would be equally heartbroken.
Syed couldn’t leave me without saying goodbye. He clearly wanted to tell me
something important. Everything was exploding in my head. I felt helpless. I was
sulking in depression. I spent the rest of the year trying to answer those pile of
unanswered questions for myself but I got none.
Here I was stuck with my past. The past was eating me up. I didn’t move on
because I thought I would be cheating Syed. Moreover I didn’t want to. Not until
I got my answers.
I hadn’t written anything for a very long time. I stopped visiting The Brew too.
But I had the sudden urge of putting my piled up feelings on my blog.
I went ahead to open my blog on my laptop. As I opened my blog I saw
something that I was unaware of. My blog had a post that I had never written. I
had not made a single entry since Syed was gone. I didn’t make any entry
because both of us had a lot of memories with the blog.
Something occurred to me. I had shared my blog with Syed. My heart was
beating too fast too soon.
I opened it.
And boom.
The entry said”

even though
I am unsure
most things
in life,
I am
that I love,
you and
Will continue
to love you
Syed Used to recite this.
I got up and looked at the mirror and thought my eyes required some life in
them. With the gradual unveiling of the plaintive look on my face, I daintily
picked up my kohl and applied it on my waterline. I felt relieved. This feeling was
overwhelming. I opened my wardrobe and hunted for my white kurti and the
red dupatta that went with it perfectly. “I look overdressed” I thought to myself.
After one final look at the mirror I set off. I set off on a journey, a journey to The

Deepina Pal

Enjoy #5

One of the most important factor to Feeling Happy In Life is to Enjoy.

Enjoy every single thing you do in a day.

Enjoy your misery too.. but with style.

From homework to even feeling bored, cooking to crying, from watching Netflix to pampering yourself even when you don’t feel like.
Everything you do needs to be done with delightment, enthusiasm and happiness.

You have to enjoy every bit of it.
It works like icing a cake which is very much needed.

When you start enjoying everything, automatically everything around you that’s seems complicated in life shall start settling.

You finally start understanding and analysing.

You start feeling less miserable while facing problems and become fearless.

Enjoying is like an invisible blanket you must wrap around yourself.
It keeps you safe. Safe from negativity.
So fellas start enjoying! 🙂


The Liebster Award #1&2


Thank you so much and for nominating me for the Liebster Award.

These nominations are really special and surprising for me because I didn’t expect to get these nominations within two days. I truly am thankful! I couldn’t make this post earlier  because I  have been terribly occupied. I am extremely sorry for that.

I love Melancholy-Journal and Lisa Lancaster’s blogs. They truly are amazing. You guys should totally check them out!

These are the rules if you have been nominated:

  1. Acknowledge the Person nominated you and display the award.
  2. Answer eleven questions that the blogger gives you.
  3. Give eleven random facts about yourself.
  4. Nominate 11 blogs you think deserve it.
  5. Let the bloggers know you have nominated them.
  6. Give your eleven questions to the nominees.

As I have been nominated by 2 people, I will be answering to 22 questions.

Q1. What is your favorite food?

Well. i simply love eating. So anything works for me. 🙂

Q2. Who is your favorite celebrity?

Benedict Cumberbatch & Robert Downey Jr.

Q3. What is your favorite hobby?

It is indeed blogging.

Q4. Why did you start blogging?

I was always very much interested in writing. Never really took a step towards it. But  later it became a necessity for me to let out things.  So i started blogging.

Q5. What is your phone model, if you have one?

HTC Desire 820

Q6. Where is your favorite place?

Nothing specific. I usually like quite places with an open sky and green grass to lie on with birds chirping in the background. 🙂

Q7. If you had an hour to do anything what would you do?

I would  travel to London and surprise my Dad.

Q8. What is your favorite color?


Q9. Do you like animals?

I love animals.

Q10. If you could be an animal what would you be?

I would be a dog. A cute one. But ofc all dogs are cute and adorable.

Q11. Do you prefer mornings or evenings?

Evenings. Specifically because of the sky.

Q12. Who is your favorite author? Why?

Jane Austen. Her writing style is just too beautiful.

Q13. If you were a character in a book, who would you be?

I would be Hermione Granger from Harry Potter.

Q14. What do you do when you think no one is looking?


Q15. If you only had $10 left. What would you spend it on?

Food. Literally.

Q16. Electronic books or paper books?

Strictly paper books.

Q17. One word that describes you?


Q18. If you weren’t blogging right, now what would you be doing?

Finishing my essays and assignments. I have loads to do.

Q19. Who would you want to write a book about your life?


Q20. One word someone else might use to describe you?

I really would want my fellow bloggers to answer this question for me below in the comments section. I really look forward to reading your comments.

Q21. What gets you up in the morning?

My mum’s pampering. 🙂 usually i don’t sleep that much. but yeah.


  1. I love smelling soaps. I am addicted to them. :p
  2. I am an insomaniac.
  3. I hate giving up on something or someone I love.
  4. I am a very committed person.
  5. Very much reserved.
  6. Most of the clothes I  own are black.
  7. I have brown eyes.
  8. I like being alone.
  9. I have OCD.
  10. You can trust me with anything.
  11. I am v.v.v funny. haha. 😛



The nominees can answer to any questions displayed above that are answered by me! 🙂

Thank you all! Love You. 🙂

I hope you guys enjoyed reading. 🙂

Until next time! 🙂



Dream! #4

Why do we dream?

Is it because we can?

Or is it because we want to?

Sometimes all our dreams don’t come true.
Well most of them.

But why do we still keep dreaming?
It’s simply because it gives us happiness.
It gives us hope and strength to keep going.
It inspires us, makes us realize our needs.
Each day as we dream, we feel close to our destiny.

Dreams are like clouds!
Some pass by, others bring rain.
And so is the sky full of clouds and our minds full of dreams.

Even if our dreams don’t fulfill, the only thought of dreaming gives us happiness.
Don’t worry too much about the outcomes.
Keep working. It shall definitely pay off one day!

Dream people. Dream. 🙂
Make your dream your strength! 🙂


The Lovely Blog Award!


My blog has been my solace since the very first day I created it. It defines me. Rather I would say Completes me. Blogging was an escape then,but is a passion now! I was always very much into writing. I never thought I would start blogging, until I became the student editor of my school. Blogging is definitely the best thing that has ever happened to me. All I ever wanted was for people to read my experiences, my articles and relate. I wanted to find similar people like me from across the world. It ensured me about one thing. And it simply was that i am not alone in this big fat world. And that there are people like me out there whom I can relate to. I LOVE all my fellow bloggers and readers. I literally do. And now coming to the main motive of this blog, Well, I can’t express how much happy I am right now. I feel so elated! I didn’t expect any of this. Honestly I am so grateful to     for nominating me! You have no idea how much grateful i am. Thank you very much again. 




  • I am an ambivert! Literally!
  • I am crazy for music and passionate about books.
  • I love watching numerous TV shows. I mean why not? :p
  • I wish to pursue Fashion Designing. 🙂
  • I am way too unpredictable. haha.
  • I cannot survive a single day without my headphones.
  • My day needs to end with my journal. 🙂

These are some funny and silly facts about me. I hope you enjoyed!

I further nominate,


Psychotic Love.

A love that consumes you, tortures you and kills you from the inside but also gives pleasure to the soul.

A soul that cannot resist.

A soul that is in pain, loves with passion and has the courage to speak up and express in spite  of knowing the outcomes.

Psychotic Love is a need to the soul which is badly injured.

A soul that is extremely scattered from the inside but still represents one to the world.

It showcases passion, patience, faith, belief and hope.
It hurts way to too much but one doesn’t give up. Because love is the cure to the soul.

The very thought of being loved by someone gives us pleasure. It gives us the strength to fight. Fight for what we love.

Love is a beautiful feeling and not everyone is lucky enough to attain it the easy way.
But that does not mean that one must not fight for it.
Sometimes, the hard way is the best way.
Simply because in the end it is we who win the battle.


Create! #3

Our life is like an empty canvas. Nobody but us have the right to fill it. It solely belongs to us. Most of us create a canvas with loads of colors! It feels good to have a colorful life. Isn’t it? We often in the beginning tend to spoil our canvases. Our excitement and curiosity or I would rather say the urge to fill it is too high. We fill it so much with so many things at the same time that it gets messed up. Looking at the mess, with frustration we tend to give up on clearing the mess that we created. This happens because we give up on everything really soon. We don’t pressurize ourselves on doing better. We think that what is done is done.
But that’s not true. We always have the choice to clear the mess that we create in our lives. It is we who need to make the right choice in life, Choose what’s best for us.
Remember that whenever things get rough, it’s the rubbing that brings out the shine.
It is OUR LIFE and we CREATE it. It is completely up to you to create a colorful canvas. A canvas that brings out the best in you.
Nobody is perfect. But that does not mean that one can’t have a perfect life. Create a life that shall give you nothing but happiness. Real happiness. 🙂



Believe! #2

The seven letter word ‘believe’ can have a serious impact on your life.
You need to ‘believe’ in order to conquer it. Even when life knocks you down and you lose hope, believe that every thing is going to be alright. Believe in yourself. Place your belief in God. If not God, then yourself.
If life taunts you, taunt him back with the believing you.
Believe in the fact that you shall get your share of happiness.
Sometimes, life can be cruel. I admit that. Life has been cruel to all of us that most of us constantly lose hope. But, there is a little tinge of belief that lives in all of  us that doesn’t break us down completely.
It helps us gather all our broken pieces and also gives us the strength to at least try to join them.
I am sure that all of us might have been badly hurt at some point of our lives.
But please, please don’t give up. Believe in the good. Believe in a happy ending.
And I promise  that you shall conquer happiness once you Start believing sincerely in the good that life awaits you. 🙂

Start believing fellas. 🙂



Admit and Appreciate! #1

Most of you might have thought that the first thing on my ‘A To Z Guide to Feeling Happy In Life’ would be adventure.
Well, adventure isn’t the first thing on my list. Instead the words ‘Admit and Appreciate’ are.
The first rule of life, rather I would say that the first step to feeling happy is to admit and appreciate the good.
Every body has flaws. But that doesn’t mean that there isn’t any good.
Nobody is perfect. Personally, what I feel is that people are not bad. Instead their habits are.
A habit can either construct you or destruct you.
Admit the good in yourself. Embrace yourself. Don’t wait for others to appreciate you. Rather admit the good in you and appreciate it.
People come and go. Well, people are like clothes. Funny isn’t it? But true.
People ARE like clothes. You can’t have all the clothes made in the world with you. With time, clothes are disposed.
And so are people let gone. Most people dispose themselves from your life.
Its your opinion that matters the most.
It’s very important to feel good from within and this will be possible only when you start appreciating yourself. When you start appreciating the good in yourself, you start building a good habit. And good habits always build up a good person.
Did you know?
It’s a talent to admit the bad in you?
It’s actually a good thing. Very few people have the guts to accept their flaws. This is because their ego gets hurt.
Never let ego control your life.
It shall destroy you completely one fine day. Then, you are left with nothing but misery and guilt.
Hence, start your day by admitting and appreciating the good in yourself and also the others. Through this, everything around you will seem amazing and you shall automatically feel happy. 🙂