Cute guy on the road

A normal boring day at office. Tired as fuck by 9:30pm. I was heading home in my moped. I was taking a left turn and saw a super cute guy showing hand for lift. And I heard him saying 'please' with those innocent sparkly eyes. I wanted to stop so bad but I

was already driving so fast that if I would have stopped, I'm pretty sure someone would have hit me from behind. I couldn't stop for him.
The rest of my return journey went regretting for not stopping. He was so cute with those beautiful eyes. I kept thinking, what would have happened if I would have given him lift? We would have talked the entire road and maybe exchanged numbers at the end of the day. My day wouldn't have been a complete shit. But then again, it's all fantasy now coz I'm home now sitting alone thinking WHAT IF?

Men/Women as roommates??

Well I have always thought of myself as a modern girl with open thoughts almost about everything. Since my college days, I had more male friends than females. Not that I liked the company more, but somehow I ended up with them. So, when I started working, every now and then, some guy friend keeps visiting and crashing my place over the weekend.
This weekend particularly, one of my good friend crashed my place. I was very happy since I was meeting him after 1.5 years. But that's when I also realised it's not so comfy sharing your room with men anymore. Atleast not more than a night.

Now I know what everyone is thinking. It's not because you don't feel safe with them. I know all my friends are very caring towards me and I'm the safest with them. So that's not the problem. It's just I can't do the weird things I do alone. I had to run to the bathroom everytime I wanted to fart. You have to sleep on 1 side of the huge ass mattress you bought. Which means you don't get to twist and turn in whatever direction you want to. And the worst part of all was, I couldn't remove my bra at home. I felt suffocating wearing a bra 24*7. In short, you always need women to be your roommates. Coz they don't care if you wear a bra or don't inside the house. You can be a complete shameless infront of them. I guess the only man infront of whom I can remove my bra and still be comfortable would be my lover. Whoever that is. I guess I'm getting old.

2 options at Holi

Last year when I played Holi, my face ended up looking like a guinea pig at the end of the day. This year I thought it would be a dry one. But obviously things dont turn out as we expect.
My friends decided to show up unannounced today afternoon and I played Holi for almost 4 hours. It was a good time until I came back home and looked at my face. There it was.
1st option, you either look like a Hulk which I thought I looked when I started playing. 2nd option is the pinkest guinea pig you have ever seen. And that's how I look right now.
I bathed and bathed and bathed but I still look pink. That's when I saw few girl's pictures on my WhatsApp playing Holi. They looked so pretty. I was wondering whether they hardly played or I overplayed. How the fuck do girls manage to look so pretty even

after applying that much of color? I definitely do need some tuition on that frontier. Happy Holi folks.

Friday nights and single women

TGIF! Sometimes I wonder how much this one word means to single women. After a week of working our asses off, finally the day comes. The start of a weekend. Now being officially a single woman, it has got me thinking. How do most women like me spend it?
1st category is always the party freaks. I use to be one of those once upon a time. Desperately waiting for fridays so that i can go out, dance my heart out and booze a lot. But i guess at some point we all get tired of that.
Now I have become one of those women who sits at home with a lot of junk food and endless TV shows to watch.
Sometimes I feel lonely thinking

that I have no one to spend my time with. And the other majority of time I feel relaxed enjoying my own time. I guess it gives me time to think about my life. So ladies, whatever you do on a Friday, make sure you are enjoying the moment and you are happy.

The Panty Problem

Just like the rest of the female population, I too decided to get over my breakup with food. The thing is I'm a food hogger. And when I have a reason like breakup, the junk food intake slightly becomes higher.
So I'm sitting at my apartment on a Saturday evening. I decided to take a quick shower before I land at the beauty salon. The one thing every women knows is, you are always supposed to wear good lingerie to a salon coz you are all exposed there. Since I'm already too depressed, I decided to wear my best ones.
And then the horror struck in. My sexiest panty felt tighter. I kept staring at myself in the mirror and wondered. What have I done to myself? Am i eating too much? Do all women get fat after a bad breakup? Or is it just me?
Question to ponder:
IS FOOD BAD???

Wrong timing Makeup

So I was on my regular morning walk at Lotus Park. The more I looked at everyone, the more I realised that each one of us look like a unique character from the zombie land. Hair all messed up, full body covered with sweat, sleepy eyes and desperate need to shape up.
After half an hour of walking, my eyes dropped down at 1 particular woman. There she was. The perfect girl. She was way too fair like the Punjabi girls with a flawless body and a pretty face you cant avoid. All the men were gawking at her.
That's when i noticed something really weird about her. She put makeup on her face. I could see the thick eyeliner on her eyes and the shiny lip gloss. And my head went like What The Fuck.
Who honestly does makeup before coming for jogging? Aren't you going to take a bath after you finish up walking? I didn't know whether I should envy her on how pretty she looked or mock her on how stupid she is to wear makeup while jogging. And that's how my day decided to start.

New shoes hurt

The joy of buying new shoes is beyond measurable. For some women, its a method of therapy. If you are upset or disturbed, all you need is a new pair of shoes to cheer you up. After all, it was the shoes that got Cinderella her Prince Charming.
But the pathetic part about new shoes is the SHOE BITE. No matter how much lotion you apply or how many bandaids you put on, it always finds a way to bite you. At first I thought its just a problem women face. That is when a male friend of mine told me that he had to go through a minor surgery for a foot disease he caught because of wearing heavy Woodland shoes. That's when it struck me. Its not just the women who suffer. Shoes hurt irrespective of gender.
No matter how pretty your new shoe look like, baby it is going to bite you just like mine did today. I guess Im #fuckedup again.

If only you were here...

If you were here, I would have told you how every sibling failed to take your place.
If you were here, I would have told you how i still see you as my soulmate instead of any man.
If you were here, we would have laughed about how our LOVE U MISS U KISS U got famous.
If you were here, I wouldn't have needed your Tshirt to hold everytime I'm sad.
If you were here, I would call you for no reason and we'd laugh like retards.
If you were here, I would have clicked a million pictures with you.
If you were here, we would have pulled an all nighter to discuss every minute detail of my future wedding.
If you were here, I would have shared my expertise on fashion with you.
If you were here, i would have shared all my life news without worrying that you'll leak them.
If you were here, I would have told you how sorry I am about our last fight.
If you were here, we would have discussed about your bday gift instead of crying on that day.
If you were here, I wouldn't have to search for your grave site in that messed up field.
If you were here, I wouldn't have to make a tattoo to keep you close to me.
If you were here, I would just hug you so tight and never let you out of my sight.
If you were here, I would have told you that i love you so much that it hurts.
If only you were here.