Wishing on.. *fill in appropriate word*

So here's the thing. I believe in wishes. I'll give you a few seconds to judge, then I will continue.
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Right, time's up! So, yes, wishes. I have always believed in wishing on eyelashes and birthday candles. I may or may not have tried to steal other kids' birthday wishes too, I'm just saying.. Not the point. 

I was sitting in the park with my friend. It was dark and we were looking up at the sky. I would say starry sky but the pollution levels of the 21st century prevent me. The irony of this whole scenario is, the both of us are well aware of how futile it is to look for stars, but that is what we were doing. We saw on airplane. Well, the blinking light of one. And then it occoured to me, instead of staring up every night, hoping to spot a shooting star, or even a star for that matter I  would rather wish on airplanes. 

No, not because it is easier, but because it makes more sense to do so. Times are changing, people are evolving and now as sad as it is, being able to see stars are a luxury. Airplanes on the contrary are as easily sighted as shooting stars in the early 18th century. 
One more thing to keep in mind is that, as people we need to evolve from wishing on natural phenomenons. 

I didn't write this article to justify wishing on airplanes, I wrote it so that I could speak about wishes in general. No wish is truly impossible to achieve. For example, I have wished for mostly material things and sometimes for the happiness of near and dear ones. The thing about these wishes is that I don't necessarily have to have a magic wand for them to be granted. I can work for them myself. And these thoughts are exactly what makes me believe in wishes. They are not as unrealistic as a genie in a bottle. They are simple things. Really simple things. 

Let me express this in better words. Consider a shooting star or your eyelash as a vessel. When you make a wish you add something to these vessels. And then you send them away to the great beyond where you hope these wishes will come true. The next time you do this, think of it like this, Your wish is a goal. It is as significant to you as an item in your to-do list. Everytime you wish on something that is sent to the great beyond, consider it being sent to your future. 

I know I sound like I am all tipsy and probably had one too many glasses of wine, but believe me that is not the case. Right now I am struggling to express my thoughts because what I am talking about is something that I can't make sense of myself. I find these thoughts very complicated to comprehend, sometimes they end up giving me a headache. Okay, let us pick up where we left off, your vessel is in the future. Now what? Now, you look for it. If it were that easy to get what you wished for then you might as well believe that one day you might find a genie. You made a wish, and then in your future you looked around for it and when you found it, you felt really content. 

Content about what you ask? Content about the fact that in this whole wide world you alone are capable of achieving things that you so desperately desire. When I say alone, I say it assuming that you know that you are not supposed to tell anyone what you wished for. And if that is not it, then maybe content about knowing that somehow you know yourself well enough to wish for things that you can truly get.

If you are one of those people who just don't believe in wishes because "they never come true." Then, I would like to ask you, did you bother searching for your wish? Because when I say it is in the future I don't mean it awaits you in 20-30 years from now, I mean that it can come true in the very next second too. All you need to do is believe.

To conclude this very complicated thought that I tried phrasing in extremely easy words and failed miserably, I would like to say that starting now, I suggest you start wishing. Wishing on stars, scars, eyelashes, trains from under a bridge, birthday candles, dandelion fuzz or even airplanes for that matter.

Basic concepts for a revolution

You know how I write articles about letting women and girls be themselves, wear whatever they want and do what pleases them, and in the midst of all this I just assume that people will understand that it is applicable for both the genders? Well, you will be surprised to know that people lack the basic brains to understand this concept. I am just really angry at the moment, so I am apologizing before beginning. This article may get a little aggressive.

And also, boys, I am so sorry that I didn't realize that people are actually stupid enough to not understand these very basic concepts. I'm sorry that I didn't write this article earlier. Just so sorry.

*sigh.* Let me try my best to say this in the nicest way possible. 

STOP CALLING YOUR SELF FEMINISTS IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS!  IT IS NOT ONLY ABOUT UPLIFTING WOMEN BUT ALSO ABOUT EQUALITY, AND HOW ARE YOU CONTRIBUTING TO THIS IF ALL YOU DO IS SET NEW SOCIAL NORMS FOR BOYS WHILE BREAKING THE OLD ONES FOR GIRLS?!

I know, there is one question that is probably nagging you right now. What made me so mad? Well, to be really honest I have been hearing things like "kpop is gay." and that kpop idols look gay. And frankly speaking, I was pretty immune to it. Like 'haters gonna hate' kind of a deal. But then, one day I was telling my bestfriend about my undying love for Jeon Jungkook and she says "no offense but, he looks gay." And no, I am not mad at her, but what she said made me realize that it's not 'haters gonna hate' that makes people call kpop idols gay, it's actually the very very stupid social norms they have hardwired in their stupid brains. I'm sorry, that sounds rude. but in my defense I warned you before I began. 

Also, I wouldn't be this mad if it was just that she had said, but oh no. This is what happened. I sent her the photos. She said he looked gay. I said, you can't judge his face, he is a different ethnicity and not all good looking guys look like Westerners or Europeans or even hunky, bearded Indian men. She then says, that it is not the face, it is his body language. Firstly, however did this genius person manage to decipher the body language of a person from a photograph?! Secondly, gay people don't have a different body language, they are normal people who like people of the same gender. That's it. really, that's all there is to it, I am so sorry to disappoint you. And then she says his earrings make him look gay. So, according to this logic, girls have the right to wear whatever they want, but it is somehow not applicable for boys? And lastly, she says he looks like 'hoshiyaar khan' who was transgender in a tv show. And that royally pissed me off. She does not know the difference between transgenders and gays. 

Now now, I don't hate her, neither do I blame her, it is okay to not know. In fact right now, all I want is her forgiveness for including the above paragraph. The thing is, I really cannot deal with this. It angers me. Really angers me. Boys should be allowed to be themselves. It is a very basic right. Let's call it the right to expression.

 A boy can wear makeup, know why? Because makeup is not girly, it is to enhance the facial features. To highlight certain details of the face. And since, boys and girls both have faces, both of them can use makeup.

Earrings too. They are pieces of jewelry. Everyone has a right to wear those too. If boys are "allowed" to wear bracelets and chains, then they sure as hell are allowed to wear earrings. 

Looks. Let's be real. No one looks flawless. No face is girly, no face is manly. A face is just a face. A face is simply bones, muscles and some important sense organs together to help make life easier. 

Body language is again not different for different genders. I mean, if you can all fight about letting a girl sit the way she wants and walk the way she wants, its okay for boys to do the same too.

Lastly, the word 'gay' is not an adjective. it is someone's sexuality. And if that is a big word to absorb then treat it like another gender. So, the next time you want to call someone or something 'gay' think of it like this: "That picture is so boy" or "That boy is so girl." Doesn't make sense? Well, neither does calling someone gay for no reason. Or to be more specific neither does calling someone gay because they don't fit into your ideal type of 'boy' or 'girl'

And as I conclude this little venom spewing, too bitter to swallow and really rude article, I will like to leave all of you with one thought: Everyone wants change, but are we really working towards change if we are breaking out of social norms only to impose them on someone else?

A rant on hypocrisy

So, the other day I was watching this movie where this unique and rare species is scared of humans and stay away from them, and then their little child come along and is oh so wowed by humans and has to go explore and be a 'part of their world' and this child's entire family is like "Son naw, you don't want to" But the adamant little brat doesn't listen and ends up in a mess and somehow the mess is sorted, and the kid ends up being right...? WHOA!! I did not see that coming! Anyway, if you haven't guessed it yet, the movie is 'Ratatouille.' 

And while watching, I realized this is such a common trope, majorly all our kid movies are based on this! Be it Ariel's life or Nemo going to touch the boat.  It really surprises me that as kids we are made to watch movies about being the rebellious offspring and then when we behave in that sort of manner, adults blame the generation and the new and improved technology, yeah. Convenient. Real convenient.

Okay, I understand that these movies are for teaching us that 'new' is good. But really though? We live in a generation full of hypocrites, this world that makes movies promoting change and the adults with their message of 'damn these kids with their new generation ideas, back in my day...' 

I really hate it when people so proudly claim that something is bad and somehow manage to completely overlook the fact that they do that thing all the time! For example,  

Person A: I hate it when people honk for no reason during a 
                 traffic problem, like it solves anything.

Person A *Blowing the car horn as if it were the snooze button on an alarm clock that won't shut up on a Monday morning during a traffic jam* ; You see what I mean? Sometimes you have to blare                           that horn to tell them to clear the road, who cares                               that a truck is turned over?


And it is just so horrible! Sometimes people have to understand that branding the trendy stuff is not necessary. That things are popular for a reason, No one likes things that are useless. There are people who are ready to appreciate the newness of certain thing and it is not that hard to become adaptive, I mean if Simba can live on worms and 'Hakuna Matata' his way to happiness then so can humans. 
Another thing about hypocrites is that they make it a point that their completely unsolicited opinion is voiced, however unnecessary it may be.  It almost makes me wish I carried duct tape around rather than my glasses. 

And you know, in conclusion what I would like to say is 'Lego House'  by Ed Sheeran is one beautiful song.

Ba-bye until next time I get really upset about something.~ A

the art of letting go.

So, its been a while since I wrote.  What can I say? I've been lazy..? does that help as justification? 

Anyways, today we will be talking about the art of letting go.
My friend recently understood that some people in her life are not good for her. They weigh her down and cause a lot of emotional turmoil to her. And I realised, that not only her but also I face this problem. In fact I think nearly everyone does.

A POINT TO BE NOTED. JUST BECAUSE I AM PROVIDING YOU WITH PROPER STEPS ON HOW TO FORGET PEOPLE DOES NOT MEAN YOU GO AROND TOSSING PEOPLE OUT OF YOUR LIFE LIKE THEY ARE TRASH.

Anyhoo. People think that letting go is all about forgetting. its not. Letting go is about realising that whatever memories you share with a person are real. But the person is not anymore. Obviously the person has changed and that is the reason you want to leave them. Say for example, X used be a great friend of yours and suddenly X starts talking to you horribly and treats you in a horrid manner and is indifferent to your feelings, then X has got to go.

So, the question remains, how does one actually let go?

Simple actually not that simple. Firstly, you need to do the very thing everyone is bad at doing. Stop thinking about those memories! The more you think of them, the more flowery and rainbowy they become and they make you feel bad about your present. You keep living a life that doesn't exist anymore. Frankly, you start living in the past. And believe me when I say this, that is one place you do not want to live in. And thinking about this, Dante's hell should have been the past, present and future rather than what it is now. I mean, these can be more suitable to punish the sinners. Make them think about their past actions and make them understand how wrong they were and how badly their past affects their present and that they should fear the consequences in the future. Wait... THAT IS HOW LIFE WORKS!  anyway coming back to the topic.

Dante's hell

You can also try to let go by finding new people. Start getting to know more people and sooner or later you will be over the person.

Or you can think about how they hurt you over and over till you actually start loathing them and are fuelled by the motive to destroy them. The choice is yours. 

Another thing you can do is think about happy stuff. What makes you happy. Spend time doing things that make you happy or divert your mind away from 'he who shall no be named' no, not Voldemort. 

Letting go is a path to self discovery. It is to understand what you are capable of and how you can achieve all of it. It will give you deep understanding of exactly how much power you hold and the places where you are weak. You can then either work on them or leave them be, again, your decision. 

I guess that is all for today, have a great day. Bye :)

Memories and all about them.

I came across this post while scrolling through Instagram that said "It's sad when people who gave you the best memories, become a memory"  and, since inspiration can be found anywhere, I am writing about this. 
And just to shed some light on my mood at the moment, I have "I'll make a man out of you" from Mulan playing in the background and am totally in love with "Look what you made me do" by Taylor Swift. 
Anyhoo just to add some more, follow me on Instagram, I go by the username @maskedhellion I would justify it some other day not right now. Now I have diverted enough from the topic, so let's get down to business to defeat the Huns!  I'm sorry I'm done! 

So, okay.. memories. Let me start by saying, all the memories you have are really exaggerated! Your brain has this annoying system of filtering out the bad stuff and discarding it, pretty much like Joy in the movie Inside out, focusing only on the good stuff. And, yes there is no issue when this happens, but you see, as humans we tend to recollect memories when we are  sad, and these extremely distorted versions of the moments you want to recollect just make you sadder.  They don't really solve their purpose, mainly because they don't have one. I guess it's safe to conclude that memories are as a matter of fact a lot like fidget spinners; solve no purpose because they have no purpose. I will criticize fidget spinners some other time, eventhough that would make me a hypocrite, I already own one. 

Now that we have got the concept of memories all cleared out for us, let us talk about the quote. We will try to decipher the meaning that is so intricately been put in it, and once that is done, I shall give my opinion regarding it.

The first part says "Its sad when people.." So, it has already been implied that the reader has to interpret it in a "aww the person left" and not in a " hey! That person made me really happy!" The word 'sad' sets the mood you are supposed to read it in. It also proves me right when I say that humans are stupid creatures who bother recollecting memories only when they are facing a major emotional issue.  Then it also gives importance to people, and yes, I like that because memories can never be objects, they can be contained in objects, but never be one. You cannot miss a box of cards because you like cards, you miss that particular box because of who gave it to you, or who you shared it with. 

Moving to the next part "who gave you the best memories..." This suggests that the people we are talking about were really close to us. That they were important, that we were able to understand them and also that they were really similar to us, which is quite obvious really, because you can't create memories with just anyone, you share them with someone who is a mirror image of you. But, what bothers me here is the usage of the word 'gave' because no one really gives you memories, you create them. They are yours and are not given by people, you decide what makes you happy and term it as a memory, and other moments you discard, in other words forget.

Next we have " become a memory." So when I read this line,  a bunch of people flashed through my mind, and yes, it is disheartening to remember that so many are gone but it is also important to understand that they are never truly gone, you may not talk but the person you are today is an amalgamation of all the qualities that belong to the people you meet along the way. I like how this ended because the word "become" clearly suggests that the memory that breaks our heart at the word is the product of our own thoughts. That it is our own creation. And most importantly, what is created can always be destroyed. But, when I say destroyed I don't mean you kill the memory, I mean to go back to the first line of our quote, to the particular word 'sad'. I want to say that you can destroy the sadness you have created while recollecting this memory.

All of this brings us to the ultimate question, what are we to do with memories? And as much as I would love to answer that question, I can't. You see, I don't know either, I'd love to but I don't. All I can say regarding that matter is, although we I may not have an answer to that question...yet, memories make us human. Sometimes they make us sad, sometimes glad and sometimes makes us feel suicidal, but in the end, those super exaggerated versions of our life teach us. The sad ones remind us that we are stronger than what troubles us at present, that we are survivors. The happy ones tell us that the person we are sharing it with means something to you and that they are a vital part of your life, and considering the time people recollect memories, you probably fought with this person, and so now you have to go and sort it all out before it is too late. The ones that make you feel suicidal, all I can say about them are that either they are very good or very bad, if the latter you need to understand that you can survive it and it will make you stronger, if the former then it means that things have changed between you and the person you shared it with, and you can't help but miss the past; here all I can say is that you should talk to this person, maybe they feel the same, maybe things will turn out to be better and just maybe all these doubts were just your insecurities and everything is okay.

That's all for today folks! See you next time when I get enough matter on the justification of my Instagram username or how utterly useless fidget spinners are, till then adieu!

And just because this will be really boring to read without a picture, here's a man riding a chicken.  

Its good to be bad.

"And the princess got her prince" Bleeeekh! That by far is the most disgusting ending! Stories that end with the victory of good disappoint me so much! And I hate heroes and good people in all movies!

With that being said, let me now influence your opinion. Firstly, Villains are powerful. They are hungry for power and can do anything to be powerful. 

Then, of course they always get what they want, until meddling good guys come along to ruin it all. Also, another lovely part about being a villain is that no matter their gender they are powerful and better than everyone and nothing can stand in their way, unlike the good side of course, because being a female means to be a damsel in distress(yuck!) 
To support my statement, some examples are, Ursula, Yzma, Snow Queen, MALEFICENT and of course the lovely Evil Queen.

Another point that I have is that they do whatever they want without caring what people think! I mean its good to be bad than helping some old hag, who by the way is completely capable of working and earning a living for herself! 

And you have to give an extra point to the Villains for their creativity! I mean think about it! Turning people into frogs, cursing someone to sleep forever, A POISONED APPLE!

Their scheming minds are the best! Its way more fun to watch them brew their evil plans full of revenge and hate! The way they make everything work so perfectly, they are so powerful! And a psycho like me adores power! 

Villains are born to rule. They know how to plan, how to keep their power, how to destroy anything that comes in the way and lastly, die a heroic death! 

They don't just die of old age, they die in battle! Which leads me to say that they are also dedicated towards their goal of world domination.

They don't care what people call them, witches, warlocks or whatever! They know that rather than worrying about public opinion it is better to focus on their goal.

Villains don't need other people, they are totally capable by themselves, no prince to aid them, no animal helpers. They are independent.

I saved the best for the last, they are feared! I love the idea of people fearing me rather than loving me! love is a pointless emotion and makes a person weak, but being feared gives power! Love depends on what one does for the other, nothing mutual, but fear is based on how much power you have, and if you know how to use it of course.

Hope you understand that being evil is way more better than some good doer.

Being you.

Hi again.. hope you still read my blog. I know it's been a while, and I will not hesitate one bit in trying to tell you why. 

So, firstly a few days after I had written my previous article, I went on a family trip to Gujarat which is a state in India. And oh my god! The entire experience was just amazing and it would take me probably years to elaborate, so let me summarize it with the help of a few words. Heritage. Temples. Dhoklas (food item).

And after my little trip, I returned and started with school, and all the study-procrastinate timetable came into action. 
After that I had my vacations again, but by this time I felt really lazy to write, and whenever someone told me to, all I said was "I'm all out of ideas, what do I write?" which by the way, was a disaster, because all the adults in my life associated it with only one thing; my phone. And I was bombarded with all the "You're always on your phone!" and "You should try reading books!" And this advice I followed and then another outrage by the senior citizens of my not-so little family, "We meant your coursebooks!" 

So all I can say is that I have been lazy and I'm sorry.

Now addressing the day's topic. Being you.

I know! Stay on this page please! Everybody says this! Everybody tells you this and I know the entire population is tired of hearing it! But if you have heard them, give me a chance too.

And no, I am not gonna fill this article with 'do what you love' and 'achieve success' because we have all been through this! When someone older gives us this advice, this is the only thing they focus on! Success. Success, Success. But, that does NOT describe you! Your success only reflects your hardwork, or if you are the child of a really rich person and totally incompetent but still have a good job then it reflects the cash your parent sacrificed on your incompetent bum! 
 But all this leaves us with one question, what defines you?
And now let me help you! 

First, you must know who you are. I know you are thinking "Ha! That's easy!" and probably have prepared a list of things you like to do. But what you might find funny is that whatever you came up with mostly consists of what your group of friends want you to like. You don't like most of these things, but after so many years of pretence you have forgotten what you like and don't. I used to think I like to dance but I don't! You must rid yourself of all the things you thought you liked. Once you do that, you will also have rid yourself of the public influence.

Ridding yourself of the influence of others? Oh no! What a heinous crime! You can't do that! You have been brought up for others not yourself! Get used to all of this. As differing and uniqueness are two things that society cannot adapt to. And people will judge you. They expect you to live like them, the way being for other people. You have to remember though, you only have one life, why waste it on living for others instead of yourself. 

Also, you must understand that the people who have an issue with your change are the people who do not deserve to be in your life! They are the people who have always been trying to impose themselves on you and it's time to rid yourself of such nagging grannies. Let me also specify, you mother is not a nagging granny. If she has an issue with one of your changes then there is 99% chance that she right. Listen to her.

By this part you have already overcome the tough part, sounds easy but boy is it hard! Now, you must also understand that you are free to voice your opinion. And please, do not get offended if someone does not agree, respect their individuality and retain yours. Also, voicing your opinion is not "Susan you look like Shrek today!" it is more like "I support feminism because--" or "The book in my opinion was--". Do not go about creating unnecessary insecurities for other people. 

Lastly to conclude I must also tell you, there are different types of people all around. Some be themselves by socialising and others, like myself, are themselves in isolation. It is your responsibility to respect them. 
Now, leaving you with a question to ponder upon 'why did the chicken cross the road?'

Empathising with the "evil" stepmother from Cinderella

So, lately I have been obsessing over villains of movies and stories and I strongly believe that some of them are misunderstood.
Maybe not all of them are evil, obviously some are, but not all. And one villain that I found really misunderstood is the Stepmother from Cinderella.

Maybe she was not evil as depicted in the story and the sisters not as wretched. Maybe the story has been exaggerated a lot than what it should have been.

We all know that Cinderella did "all" of the house work and how no one helped her.But, we often forget about the fact that she never really took care of Lucifer, Lady Tremaine's cat. And have you ever thought that maybe the house work was divided? Maybe the sisters took care of the cat while, Cinderella worked in the cinders. No one has given a thought to the struggles of  a single mother trying to raise three daughters and keep a farm.

Since, they had no source of livelihood, she could not afford rich clothes for her daughters, as there were three children. It was obvious that all of them felt a little neglected. Due to the fact that the family was poor, they had to dress up in poor quality clothes and rags, have you thought maybe, Cinderella wore rags because she worked in the cinders and it would not be economical for her to dress in rich clothes and fabrics.

The part where Cinderella is left at home while the other three go to the ball, is claimed to be the greatest evil that the Stepmother had done but, has anyone ever considered that she might have thought it worthy to get the older daughters married first.

Obviously, the authors made it quite clear that Cinderella was the pretty one. Consider for a minute that since Cinderella was prettier, which left her sisters feeling miserable and obviously might have affected their self confidence. And it is obvious that Lady Tremaine could not ruin the self esteem of the other two. So, it is justifiable as to why the stepsisters got more attention.

Since Cinderella worked in the cinders her sisters teasingly called her Cinderella instead of Ella, her real name. But don't we all give funny nicknames to our siblings?

Annie in Hunger Games

Reaction to mockingjay

Hello! I am back with a new post and if you haven't noticed I am three days late! My humble apologies, I know the movie has been released like a long time ago,but people like me don't watch movies in the theater but, wait for it to be broadcast on TV. So, I just saw it and loved it. 
While I was watching the movie I got this wild idea to write my reaction for this post.

The first thing that I would mention is that at the starting of the movie I was pretty confused, it started randomly and then I have read this book called  The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani  the books pretty cool and there are two characters called Castor and Pollux in it and those very same names are used in the Mockingjay as well  I don't know why but when I heard those names I couldn't help but picture the characters in my mind.
The movie is grand and awesome and epic and....... Its a never ending list.
I was so in love with Peeta Mellark before this movie, he was scary in this one, but that is how the author created him.
Moving on the ' if you burn, you burn with us' scene left goosebumps on me. I loved the movie, and overall I just say that if you haven't read the books I mentioned above then go to the bookstore near to you and buy them if you haven't seen the movie then watch it as well. 

IF I WAS IN THE GAMES

The first thing that I would do is not go to the Cornocopia. 
Katniss thought like me during that bit, I'd grab a backpack where ever I find one or I'd run into the forest and wait for the brutal bloodshed to end and once it does I would act like a hyena and take the remaining weapons, I'd probably have more weapons than those allies. I would climb a tree that was one sensible decision that Katniss made.
I would on knowing, that the fellow tribute who came with me was cheating and betraying me I would use the weapons I picked up, lets assume a set of ten knives, and kill their big group from the tree, in the dark and they'd be like  We are dying! Who is killing us?! Help!  I would be satisfied then, cause only then people who would be left won't be that strong..... I guess.
Given my attack in the dark, there will be no rebellion, I won't have to eat or rather show that I am eating nightlock. 
I won't be stuck on proving that I am not a rebel, and it would all be in complete order.
                                                        ~
I would be in the Quarter Quell of course, but then that is at my own risk, I'd probably use my brain while everyone is going crazy and win! Again!
Life would be scary but still amazing! I mean after winning, and during one of the dinner parties I would do what Snow did, I would poison Snow, call myself president and there would be an end to the games and there would also be end of thirteen, district thirteen is what I mean.
No rebellion, no problems,no Hunger Games and definitely no weird Capitol fashion!

Annie reacts to meanness and rudeness

Now for those of you who know me might be wondering why I am calling myself Annie, well its my public or internety name or any social networking name.

INTRO TO THE BLOG:

This is a blog for the people who have been rude to me, now I know it is wrong to hold onto the past, but yet I still thought that I should shower light on the people who have been rude to me, as if it weren't for them I would never be able to be learn from all these things they said to me which now as I recollect made no sense whatsoever.

WHY DID I MENTION THE INTRO?

It was a background to the entire article to make one understand that the people who are mean to you or rude to are just your biggest fans and are afraid to admit so, how do I know this? Well the answer is very simple they never miss out on the latest gossip about you and try to know all about you and follow you and hide all of this by acting mean to you and if you haven't  noticed by acting mean or rude they are also trying or rather begging for your attention. Now i will not bore you with more backgrounds or introductions and without any further delay let us begin!

REACTION FOR RUDE PEOPLE

1> Wow, so now you think by walking past me and by giving me a shove as you walk is supposed to hurt my feelings?! Seriously! I definitely expected more, but things can not go as I want them to so lets just discuss this lamely stupid act of yours.
Firstly I ain't interested in looking at you as you try to push me and then try to walk my unique walk.
Second I am least interested in knowing that you and your big imaginary cloud of egoistic thinking needs to pass and you are too ashamed to tell anyone to move aside and hence try acting violent,
have you even heard about ahimsa?
Lastly, your poor attempts to hurt my feelings are a big FAIL ! Because instead of hurting my feelings you actually are making a ridicule of yourself! If you are not understanding how then it is time to use your brain which you have only used for thinking things you could possibly do to hurt me.


2> " I  don't care" well, this is your favorite sentence, isn't it? 
I am completely not surprised, of course you do not care about anything, no wonder you are below me and are furthering to lower your standards by saying you don't care when I correct you on your stupid statements or your stupidity.

well, I am not jobless to sit all day correcting your stupidity, while you just don't care! So, get lost before I get mad and kill you 108 times in my head.

REACTION FOR MEAN PEOPLE

How, oh how am I supposed to react when you are the one who just can not stop reacting?!
You are like a chemical equation gone all heated up and you can just not stop burning!

And this is what your chemical reaction looks like:
                heat
mp + gp -> jealousy + hatred+ weird behavior
(mean          (good
person)         person)

Ha! I have never been so good at chemical reactions ever in my life before this.

Now what else can I say,  your behavior simply does not deserve my really amazing and smart words, I would feel deeply sorry for you, but then again I do not have any feelings for you. One last thing I would like to say, well it is a request, could you please make sense just for a day even though I know it is really difficult for you.

Suggestions please!

if you have had any such incident or if you think that the above actually makes sense and would love to read a part two, you could suggest me more incidents and if you like this article you can drop a comment in the comments section below, I would love to know what you think about me writing about some stuff people can not see when someone is rude or mean. Also please contribute for part two .

The justification to the rain

Hi, its festive season in India and so to add a bit more excitement to my little blog that I call 'the rain' I will be posting three articles. 

This is my first in the list of three blogs.

Well, honestly the reason this is called the rain is because

When I was creating the blog there came a dialogue box which said name your blog, I thought it was for one particular article so I named it the rain and this is completely relevant to my first blog, the joy in the rain. I tried changing it after that but I  could not, my mom says it is probably lucky for me so I should let it be, but I still get restless when any of my friends ask me that why exactly is it the rain.

I can also say I love the rain because it sets the perfect mood for finding a cozy corner with a hot cup of coffee and an exceptionally good book.

lately I have read the fault in our stars and it is in the list of my favorite books it is simply divine. Reading a book like that is like tasting chocolate after eating a hundred  leafy vegetables, and believe I really dislike leafy vegetables.