Not a Bollywood Fan, Yes, a Bollywood Lover. Judging me much?

Hello Readers,

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I hope you are doing well and had a beautiful weekend. So without giving an elaborate context to this post, I will come straight to the point.

I don’t like to watch movies a lot because they are extremely time-consuming and sometimes the movie turns out to be a total waste of few hours of my life where I could do some other constructive stuff. However, I absolutely love Bollywood songs and I am never “not listening to music”. Be it songs of Kishore Kumar, Geeta Dutt, Mukesh, Mohammad Rafi, Jagjit Singh, Talat Aziz, AR Rahman, Arijit Singh, Atif Aslam, KK, Sonu Nigam, Lata Mangeshkar and so many. However, whenever it comes to watching movies, I am very lazy. There are a few movies which I absolutely love and just keep rewatching them again and again and again. My list of favorite Bollywood movies includes DDLJ, Kal Ho Na Ho, Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham and similar kinds of movie where SRK plays the dream romance character. I love all those movies where romance is a perfect fairy tale. And SRK is synonymous with the term love and romance for me. All my favorite Bollywood songs are mostly love songs. A lot of my close friends do not like Shah Rukh at all while here I am crushing over him almost all the time. I don’t love all his movies though, heck I haven’t even watched all of them but my love for him is just unexplainable in words. I feel hurt when my friends don’t appreciate him and I know it is wrong on my part because we are all entitled to our own choices because I also don’t connect with a lot of things they connect with.

So yeah, I am not a Bollywood fan yet I love Bollywood for giving movies like Dil Se. Why I am talking about just Dil Se? Because I watched it and it made me go gaga over SRK and my friends gave such reactions that here I am on my blog writing absolutely random shit because yeah my blog, I can express my views. Hehehe. Anyway, I know a lot of you might have a lot of negative things to say about this post and a lot of hardcore SRK fans would be judging me for loving SRK on the basis of a few movies and not all of the incredible work he has done. My sincere apologies to both the groups of readers. There is no point in writing this blog post. The only thing you gotta take away from this post is that there is one amateur writer who is fangirling over SRK just because she watched a movie of his over the weekend.

Btw Fun Fact:

Amateur is a word derived from Latin word, Amar, which means love, love.

And it literally translates to doing things for the love of it.

This is the best thing I have learned today.

And I watch the SRK movies for the love of SRK and wrote the blog post for the love of it.


P.S. I know the thoughts represented here are not structured at all and I am in no mood to get them structured or edit it. Ignore the Grammar errors if you spot any. Listen to good songs and enjoy your Sunday! Toodles! 😀


Heart on the sleeve

To love is the most personal thing ever. You just identify one human and make him or her the subject of your affection. We human beings are born with a heart and in this real world of fake people and transient forevers, this heart of ours gets beaten up often and we become this cold distant humans whose hearts are locked up because we are too afraid of love and feeling vulnerable. That feeling when your soul is absolutely naked in front of someone you love is unsettling, it gives you a pittish feeling in the centre of your chest and your bosom feels ached to be hugged and held tight but that doesn’t happen and you continue to live like that feeling that void and carrying it with you wherever you go. You don’t know the beloved’s heart. You may know it and it may break your heart but you still choose to keep going on feeling strange and having that heart on your sleeve because for a moment Rumi’s words heal you and you believe in universe and destiny and Ted Mosby who taught you to never give up on someone you love even when it completely destroys you and there you are smiling and going on as if nothing has happened while your heart lays exposed like never before. I have got only one thing to say here-

Dear heart,

just own it like you have always owned it. Afterall hearts were made to be broken. Keep showing off the sleeve.
Or maybe just fade off slowly while you bleed with your heart on the sleeve. But never lock the heart inside. Never.

Let’s make it a little happy

Dear Readers,

I don’t know if you are experiencing it or not but I have seen a lot of negativity being spread around for no good reason. Yes, there are issues that we need to talk about and address, however, I feel that with easy access to social media and in the name of freedom of expression, we get to hear a lot of unnecessary noise which is not so positive. Our ancestors have been teaching us this quote that if you can’t say something nice, keep quiet. However, I have seen people lose their patience, tolerance, and rationality while expressing their thoughts. Everyone has a right to speak and I have no issues with that. It’s just that when we say negative things or discuss them, they look magnified. I am a person who likes to believe in the goodness of the people and also imagines a world to be a fairy tale. It gets really hard for me to accept negativity which often makes me see things differently than they are. I am so much in love with the idea of love and beautiful fantasies and happy things that I get extremely sensitive and upset about a lot of real things. I will see the dark things that exist with a silver lining and honestly, this belief of mine has worked for me. Only those experience magic who believe in it. So right now, I am pretty distracted. I have my exams from tomorrow, I have a lot of syllabi to cover, but I want to write this blog right now because it is important to share some positivity. Here I am posting random happy quotes and pictures and cartoons picked up from Google.

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And that my friends were some light for all of you.

Stay strong.

And listen to happy songs.

So much love to all.

Universe is musical

Universe is musical. Nights are calm and beautiful with music pouring in the silence where the silence is silent with notes of music playing around as if they are hugging. As the sun sets and the moon arrives shining bright radiating poetry. The universe is musical with stardust pouring from heaven when the bird coos early in the morning on a winter when the sun is about to rise. The trees sing songs of a home in a whisper which you listen when the heart and the mind are not separate but one in a moment. The wind speaks to me while it kisses the folds of my hair, making love to my eyes making them close with the anticipation of beautiful dreams in reality. The universe is musical when the music of the heart syncs with the musical silence of my room where the dream catcher reminds me of discovery of the music of the heart which was all within me. Universe is a personal concept making love with life in the silence of music where the silence silences.

Sing because life is all about feeling the notes of love floating. :’)

Fairy Tales

There she was, sitting by the window

Listening to the fairy tales her mother told her.

She would watch the birds and become one of them.

There she was, listening to Harry Potter and pictured herself as Ginny falling for Harry at the age of 12.

There she was, watching Disney princess movies

She thought of herself as the princess.

Her dad made her the princess in real life.

There she was, being Hermoine in her 12th. She became one for real.

There she was, being Mitchie from Camp Rock in her graduation. She became one. “This is me” became her favorite song.

There she was, falling for a guy and getting her heart broken. She turned to Geet from Jab We Met.

She is her own favorite person. A broken heart makes her smile even more.

There she was, growing up, becoming a woman,

She became a warrior princess instead. She fought her battles. Won some. Lost some. She remained the princess nonetheless.

She again fell in love and created a fairy tale.

She pictured her favorite love story with the guy she loved.

She sees the reality. Knows fairy tales don’t really exist. Yet she lives in one.

Her life has always been a fairy tale even when it was not.

She is a fairy tale.

She is her own fairy. She has a world of her own.

Who says fairy tales aren’t real? They are.

For her.

All she did was to dream one.

How I spent the first romantic day of 2018

I woke up to chilly winds and beautiful sky. I was busy taking in the cold outside and got late for college and providing some more gratitude to the traffic jam, had a sassy moment with my professor. I ended up reaching to the class before my professor did while we both were stuck in the same jam. It was kinda cool.

And in the first break, abandoning my bag and other belongings in the classroom on 3rd floor, I went to the garden and it was drizzling, I removed my shoes and walked barefoot on wet grass making my feet feel chilly and then I called up my mom because I felt like talking to her about how romantic the weather is and she being a savage sassy mother shut me up with her wit and made me rethink the idea of Romance.

I bunked my last lecture to read about the city I love the most and sat on the wet grass in touch with the universe and nature. I didn’t feel cold because sometimes warmth of the words is enough and then I went to the lake on my way back home and ended up taking a 2 hour walk around the trees and the lake watching the sunset.

When you’re in love, you feel things differently and then for momentarily you just become love. All you radiate is love. That’s who I became today.

Happy Winters People!

Quotes on Love by Neha Thureja

“Love by the moonlight, look into my eyes, let night sing songs of romance while we hold hands.”

“Listen to the whispers closely, they are dancing in the calmness of us.”

“In a cloud of obscure thoughts about everything, only thing that brings peace is knowing to be with you at the end of the day.”

“Among the hustle bustle, there are quiet thoughts singing the song of silence.”

“With you around, life becomes poetry in silence.”

“Rumi said that lovers don’t finally meet somewhere, they are in each other all along. And I met you and learnt what Rumi meant. Holding your hands is like being embraced by life in a safe cocoon out of which love blossoms like a butterfly.”

“There is so much beauty around yet my heart finds solace by just looking at you.”

“There is calm in the morning, let both of us fly away like two love birds in the sky.”

“Dancing to the song of life with you by my side.”
“Joy in the hearts, glow on the face, a new adventure awaits.”
“When the eyes meet, lips curve into a smile and that’s when they both feel love of a home. Sometimes home is a person.”
“As she moves towards a new road in life, there are a million thoughts going through her mind and how pretty she looks while all she is doing is to think simply.”

“For a woman, the day she becomes a bride is one day when the time stops and the sun shines on her and ahead lies a beautiful future.
Look at how she is smiling, there’s glitter in her eyes and from here on a new sun shall rise.” 

“Confessing love takes courage and once done, there’s no going back. Time stops when eyes do the talking.”
“In that one look, love found a home”
Note: These quotes were written as captions for photographs that were posted on social media account of the company I worked for and I just wanted all my thoughts at one place. I hope you enjoy reading them. You can use them to flirt with your better half on new year maybe 😉

When I was a Traveller in my own city

Delhi, my city. 

Dilli, ishq hai.

I have always wanted to explore Delhi for the longest time but when you’re in your own city, you don’t explore the beauty of it because there’s always assignment to be submitted, work to be done, and sleep to catch upon. After years of trying to get someone to accompany me to be a Traveller in my own city, I was blessed to come across a beautiful human being who was willing to give in to the wishes of a girl like me and it was a date. When we use the word date, we often expect romance, however there was something beyond romance in this date and that cannot be put into words. How do you put across sharing stories close to you in appropriate words, what are we if not stories?

Delhi has a soul which many people don’t explore. Visiting a monument and reading about it’s history in the lush green Mughal Gardens and then having a silent reading meet in the sun is a perfect way to spend time with someone in my world.

Delhi is too good to be true in winters. 

There’re a lot of things I realized today. After spending time as a traveller I met a friend of mine who flew from London to spend sometime home and if I could sum up my time with her, it would be that in life sometimes you come across people who are not people but home. 

Dear universe, 

Thank you for making me feel blessed and loved. And I wish that all my readers find home. There’s nothing better than some soul filling conversations and hugs while the winter breeze flows through the hair as we walk through lonely lit roads in areas of Delhi which feel like another world. 

To love and life. 

Our love is wrong timing.

Neha: Darling,

You’re the sunlight in the North Pole 

That doesn’t exist half of the time.

You’re the wind that blows on the cold chilly nights.

Darling, you were never mine.
My heart belongs to warmth and bright days,

You are too dark for me.

I shouldn’t be the one you should chase.
Love for me is transient and permanent at the same time.

You are too lost to know that,

Let’s not waste time

Karan: And all this while,

I thought our love was like wine. 

Tasting better with each passing year,

With each year worth a lifetime.

Neha: You say it’s wine,

It just kept on getting sour with time.

Warmth, love, and care were just layers beneath the frost of our hearts.

The sun is never enough in poles.

Karan: I chose to live with it, 

While you chose to leave. 

You continue to live,

While I die daily!

Neha: It’s all a matter of time,

You’ll learn to live after you’ve died.

I died a long time ago.

This time, I don’t even exist.

It’s my soul fighting for life and for sunshine.

Our love is nothing but wrong timing.