100 days of happiness- sequins.

Day 10.

I'd have put down words and phrases to tell you what's behind the darkness, but then you wouldn't see beyond the light.

"Though my soul has set in darkness
It will rise in perfect light
I have loved the stars too fondly
To be fearful of the night."
-Sarah Williams

mǣnōn

Goonj.

100 days of happiness. Day 8-9.

Goonj. The sound of an echo.
Somewhere, on the broken dusty road to nowhere, I found happiness to last through days. Gunjan, trapped in her own shackles in locks, drew herself out, her vivid eyes saying all there is to speak, listen and see.

kohl.

100 days of happiness- replay.

Day 7.

Replayed over and over again, this is something that just doesn't get old. Investment banking or the council members at the circle of marriage, rules all broken and kept, 2+2 is always equal to 4, every which way.

My best friend. My mentor at so many times. A shoulder. A punching bag. And even a mannequin. Through ups and down, life did wind and wrap us around people, around circumstances, around situations.. But we saw that coming even 5 years back. 5 years later, and still here screaming bewitched by the moment and replayed snapshots.

Replay, because i would live it all over again in a blink of an eye. 

We are two awesum people living life, and living it to the fullest. The bucket list grows faster than it gets struck off.

So so much hayzaqueen love.

Day 7, a complete dedication to this demented butterfly keeping me together. So, to Nikita Das, life is so insanely great. Thankyu.

do(ing) epic shit.

100 days of happiness- in my footsteps.

Day 5.

I wake up every morning nowadays thinking about what may be my tipping point of happiness today to be put up, and found the best for today. My kid sister is all grown up suddenly, from toddling around tagging everywhere to turning into a beautiful girl (no matter ow much i may tease her of resembling a chimp). Can't believe she's already finished school and stepping out in life.
So, my 5th day of happiness is all her in my socks. I'm a proud sister and a very happy mentor!

~Stop for a minute, take a look around. Let it sink in. You're leaving. Leaving behind the 14 years for something greater.
Stop. Glance around. Take it all in. Because its all ending.
You're leaving. Give it a minute, grace these 14 years, but after the minute ends, let it go. Honor the memories, remember the faces, carve it in your heart. These 14 years made you, you. Take a moment, a passing minute, to embrace a new beginning, with a promise in your heart, to make it...worth it.
Make or break your life, remember this school, the 14 years it gave you. And someday, look back, visit again. Feel the nostalgia, relive the stories.You're leaving, but, wherever you go, whatever you do, you take this name (Frank Anthony Public School) with you. Remember, it is your duty, uplift the honor and pride of your school. Because, this is where it all began.
Its not the school I'll miss, but the school life. Not the people, but the person I am with them. I'm not afraid of leaving, but of the change.
(in words of Ananya)

100 days of happiness- checks and stripes.

Day 4.

So, typical monday morning. If you're new to the concept, let me enlighten you a bit with one of mine. I finally headed out to office (after a week's 'work-from-home' *snigggers a bit*) for a crazy super busy day prepping for events amongst 50 million other things. Well, I forgot its monday for everyone else too. So, after a harrowing 2 hour journey on the road, the chocobloc was all worth the giggles and chuckles. As if the day wasn't jammed enough that the overdue new year's celebration (literally) came knocking on the door.

smudged shades.

100 days of happiness- sounds.

Day 3.
Behind locked doors and dismantled rocks, there exists a place where yours is not the only voice that echoes.
I'd have never thought of a sunday spent this way..even though its something I've been looking forward to since over 2 months now. A new life, a fresh brewed mix of highs and lows with just a pinch of eccentric balances is what I found beyond those honeycomb carved walls and aligned footsteps.
PACH, as we say poetry and cheap humor gave a direction to me in a dimension that ceased to exist. Overwhelming, the happiness ringing and tears welling. Overwhelming, the dwelled heart-beats and chiseled wind-chimes.
"if you're happy and you know it clap your hands.." was the tip of my day paired complete with the poetry in Braille.
Happiness comes knocking on your head here, and what's even better, PACH will come knocking faster if you're feeling otherwise.
~World's a big small place when you step out.

sights through creaks in doors.

100 days of happiness- molecules.

Because over and above, even on a saturday its fun to be behind it all.

100 days of happiness.

Day 1.


The work-a-day at Kunzum with PACHwaasis and BTMooners. Hand in glove with the chilled windows, sugared icicles and eaten clicks.

enclosed borders.

Beyond the barbed wires and boundaries, found a world so full of colors.

~The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.