When Bombay Rocked and so did I

I have never been to a rock concert or well a concert in my entire life. When my friends would listen to metal and rock I’d cringe and look for a way out of there! But things have changed in the recent past, it always does doesn’t it. The urge to experiment really pushes you to do things that can amaze not only other people but yourself. So as a silly joke my best friend dared me to ask a guy out a few weeks back. I would NEVER do such a thing, especially because I would NEVER do that…like NEVER…well you get where I’m coming from. So she gave me a good enough incentive (This incentive benefited her a lot more than me or so I’d like to think) and I went ahead and asked him out because, well I could (Wow, to even begin explaining what it took for me to do this, it would take an entire blog post). For our convenience let’s call this gentleman Kool Guy (Inside Joke Alert: Yeah you see what I did there).

Kool Guy is somewhat a rage here in India and children I mean women ok small.underage.women love/obsess/idolize/want to do weird naughty stuff to him. He’s quite normal though, I assure you…believe me. No? Oh well. He decided to meet me for a drink at the Harley Rock Riders which was a rock concert. The catch, he was playing. Duhh. Worked out well for him too I guess. For two weeks I thought to myself, Rock? Me? Really? Concert? Alone? Rock? Byculla? 😛 But then I decided to go with my gut feeling (and the fact that if at all Kool Guy cared, I didn’t want to stand him up…seeeee I’m a nice person) and go for the gig. It was a two day gig and it featured a few of India’s best rock bands, personally I loved Tough on Tobacco and Mutemath. I even enjoyed the band Kool Guy was playing for, it was simple yet funny and the music was very catchy! I finally understood why girls back in school would drool over guitarists, they just look so empowered on the stage with their guitars and rugged looks and that mic and that voice and so much eye contact to impress the ladies I guess.

So everything was going great, I had prepared myself to not even keep a slight bit of hope of him recalling who the hell I was. So after his gig I went up to Kool Guy after his fan girls were done with him of course and weirdly never introduced myself but just got talking. The conversation was close to nothing, besides Kool Guy was quite unavailable in terms of time or for a drink. But then again that’s probably the perks/problems of being famous and well I wouldn’t blame him for not falling head over heels in love with me at my first rock concert considering he didn’t even know my name. Since I was giving wayyyyy too much importance to this ‘drink date’ I decided to tell him I was leaving, he was sweet enough to speak to me for awhile and then we went our ways. I was then free to enjoy what was my 1st experience in the world of music.\

The gig really did bring out something that was lost in me for a long, long time…the urge to let go. I stood there and soaked the energy that grunge garage venue had, met people who are insanely hilarious and jumped as much as my legs could take. I also watched as girls swooned over guitarists while boys played air drums and the crowd cheered and chanted random swear words and all of this just made me wonder…what took me so long to do this? More than the drink date with Kool Guy, I actually enjoyed letting go, gulping cranberry and vodka like water because well…heat, and just living in the moment like a few others around me. It was all worth it, unknowingly my best friend and Kool Guy had given me a chance, a chance to live my life the way I never dared to.

P.s: A random piece of information, I also participated in/won my first twitter contest a few days before this, the prize was a free ticket to this gig 🙂

Harley Rock Riders


Hey, I love you – Yours Forever – Me

No Time to Waste

Fill in the blank: “Life is too short to _____.” Now, write a post telling us how you’ve come to that conclusion.

Life is too short to not fall in love. When you’re single all you want is love and then when you’re in a relationship you forget the love, probably because you spend most of your time planning things that must happen in the perfect order. You know the usual, meet the one in college, get a graduation picture with him/her and then date him for a good 8 years before you get married and then have a time lapse gallery in your hallway so that when people come over they’re are appalled by your journey of love or disappointed because they couldn’t have that (Most people like the latter reaction, bitches.)

But I’m not even talking about that kind of love, hah gotcha! There goes 3 minutes of your life you’re not getting back…okay I’m drifting, focus. The point is we often forget that the 1 person who deserves all that love is…ourselves. Don’t worry I’m not going to rant about the whole oh love yourself because you’re a loner and nobody wants you (No seriously people usually think that, but never admit it to you) It really doesn’t matter, I think one should love themselves only because we can never let ourselves down. We expect the doable from our self and sometimes we out do or perform extraordinarily and that’s always a pleasant surprise. In fact recently I’ve realized that we have 24 hours in a day (Duhh not only that smartass read on, the realization is for part 2 of the sentence that’s coming up) we can always spare an hour heck 2 dedicated to just ourselves, do you know how self satisfying that is? Do whatever makes you happy; draw, doodle, paint, sleep, look out the window, dance, clean your closet, pack and unpack, play Pokemon (Oh I miss that! I’m doing just that right after I’m done) go to Starbucks with your MacBook and pretend like you’re a budding writer Haha, re-watch pretentious movie reviews while staring at Kanan Gill laugh because it’s so darn cute (Who? I don’t do that eww. Hah ha oooh awkward..okay moving on). Point being, don’t let a 9Gag post make your day, or a crush adding you on Facebook make your day memorable, do something that REALLY makes your day…you know, awesomesauce! Hmm seems like I found my new favourite word (If you’re interested the last one was yummerz, boy did my friends plot my murder for that or what!).

For me, I like maintaining this journal, it’s my wedding journal. I like cutting out outfits from a magazine, images of the perfect venue and other ideas from various sources and putting them together like in a scrapbook. Who knows, if in the future I’d have time to do this, but all I know is that it makes me happy now, and some of you would find it creepy because you know I don’t have a boyfriend and yet I maintain a wedding journal (By that I mean the men, girls, you’re totally going to do this after reading this…oh wait no not now finish this and then go! OR haven’t gone back to finishing what you once started as a hobby and well now remembered so would go back and complete it.) But hey, 6-7 years down this horribly confusing road we call life, I will look at this journal, and it would have made my day…for real.


All the single ladies…here’s why.

I don’t know about you, but I love being single! Maybe because I haven’t been single since the last 8 years (yes, it’s true). But I find myself around women wondering, “Hey! why am I single?” From my experience (a lot lesser than a lot out there) these would be the 4 top reasons:-

What’s wrong with comfort and convenience? No one wants to fuck it. – The Ugly Truth

Your love for sweatpants conquers all! Add a bucket of KFC to that and you have your Happily ever after right there! Also as much as guys complain about us dressing up and looking good, they love every bit of the outcome. Thus ladies I would say dress up for your man, give him a reason to give you an instant ‘WOW’ without even fishing for a compliment. It takes a lot of effort, but in the end it’s absolutely worth it (You’re welcome men).

A man will never love you or treat you as well as a store. – Confessions of a Shopaholic

Like Fergie says, a Prada dress may never break your heart, damn that woman knows her shit. But isn’t the whole point of a relationship a step forward, getting out of your comfort zone and letting that one special person in? Brownie points if he buys you a Prada dress too 😉 Double brownie points in my opinion if you buy it for yourself, but as much as retail therapy may help you get over all your worries, so will that warm hug at the end of the day from that special someone.

Your wedding’s gonna be huge…just like your ass at Prom – Bride Wars

Bridezilla, something I will be called on my wedding day. Some may say that I love planning events that cater to my life…I would say I’m a wedding planner on steroids. I have been planning my wedding ever since I knew what the word meant. Heck, my whole family has. It will be the most magical day on this earth and the universe will be in awe of it…but hey no pressure Future groom, just hang in there (and don’t interfere while I go ahead and plan this special day for us ok? *Keeps the knife back in the kitchen*) So, I guess it’s okay to not discuss your wedding plans with someone you’ve dated for a couple of hours or even years.

You cant live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for you, even if it hurts some people you love – The Notebook

Have you ever been with a guy and he’s all that you wanted? Like he fit your Perfect Man Checklist? Like he scored an A+, Like he literally made that checklist by himself, like you get where I’m going with this right? Yeah I found that, and yet somehow when time passes by you figure, wow this is what it feels like to have what you want and now you don’t want it anymore, because your wants were stupid. Even though at times it seems unfair you just need to let it go, because that’s the right thing to do, for yourself. People always tell me, plan your life! But that hasn’t been doing very well for me. I guess people should just do what their heart says or better do something so that you never have to look back and go “What if”.  At times leave it upto fate, to surprise you…and hey! Who doesn’t like surprises, right?