Not the one but the one!

He's not the guy I'll ever fangirl about.

He's not the one whose text messages set my heart racing and fluttering.
He's not the one who will get me down on my knees at his mere look.
He's not the one for whom I'll spend hours in front of the mirror trying to look perfect.
He's not the one whose photographs will be in my screenshots folder.
He's not the one whose mention will make me roll my eyes in intense pleasure.
He's not the one who is straight out of my fictional novel, all chiseled and perfect with shaped shoulders.
He's not the one who I will dream about.

He's the one with whom I'll build my dreams and bring them to reality
He's the one whose messages would make me happy and loved, his calls would make me feel home.
He's the one whose smile will make me feel contended and whose touch would get me to a different high. He is the one who will never let me down, literally
He's the one to whom I'll literally go to wearing PJs without any makeup and he will hug me and will kiss my forehead and caress my messy hair
He's the one whose photographs would be in almost every place they can be, but his image will be carved in my mind and soul, just like the picture in the locket that would touch my heart
He's the one whose mentions will bring back thousands of memories at once making me feel complete in immense satisfaction
He's the one who has got fluffy arms and similar shoulder, so that I can lay my head on in hard times and it would always comfort me. He is more than fiction. He is a beautiful reality bestowed to me as a blessing in disguise.

 He is the one with whom I'll build my infinities.

 He's the one with whom I'll spend my infinities.

Happiness is?

The real essence of happiness is not rolling in flashy cars and sleeping in branded clothes
Its really in little things
little things like like

When you see food coming to your table!


When you are appreciated by people and you see the shine in your parents eyes!


When your younger sibling says that you have a great role to play in their success!


When you return to your school after Years and your teacher proudly introduces you as her dearest student and 
narrates your story to her class!

When you meet your long lost friend suddenly in a crowded place!


When you look out for your crush and you find him already staring!


The smell of a brand new book you bought by saving money!


The taste of the chocolate cake your best friend makes for you!

When you really feel that you are blessed, to have food to eat, bed to rest on, water to drink, roof on your head, 
people who take care of you, who love you!

Happiness is something that should make you feel glad to be you!

That feeling is happiness!

The 'Not-so-easy' Birthday Gift

And as she walked down the stairs she felt a bit uneasy..but then she was a storm in herself. She walked confidently. Taking steady steps in her stilettos. Looking towards the garden she saw Dadaji coming back home. She touched his feet as he blessed her and wished her a great day at college.Plugging in her earphones as she sat at the window seat in the bus. Ed sheeran consoling her throughout her journey. Getting down at a stop, she walked down the stretch of 10 minutes talking on call with her childhood friend who wished her. She was giggling,pretending happiness. Reaching her class she was welcomed by a big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" graffiti on the whiteboard. Her girlfriends hugged her. Tears rolled down from her cheeks which she wiped by a tip of her dupatta of her birthday punjabi suit. And then he came...her best friend from like eternities....she ran and hugged him tighter than ever before. He wondered what's wrong. Girls that hated her were shocked to see her coming in a punjabi suit that too on her birthday.

She found solace in his arms. She cried oceans of tears and stammered what all happened with her. That pervert was near the garden and she had noticed him staring at her constantly some days back. It was his everyday routine. She thought it to be due to the way she dressed. Croptops and shorts always brought unwanted attention to her fair skin.Today she wore a proper punjabi suit. He looked at her as usual. She ignored. But today, He followed her. To the bus stop. Sat next to her in the bus. She was terrified. She ignored. He tried to touch her, to grope her. She got down at the immediate next stop. The conductor who was regular to see her getting down to the stop in front of his college got confused but didn't ask her anything. He got down too. Followed her all the way to the college.She was dumbstruck. She couldn't feel a thing. it was when her people hugged her....she broke down!

It wasn't easy. Its not easy to try to get out of your normal self into something you are not comfortable with. Its not easy to hold back your tears, hold back your agony, hold back your rage. Its not easy to walk (run) a long stretch wearing stilettos. Its not easy to bear this alone. Whats really sad is nobody seems to see it....and if some do...they simply ignore and move on. It was sad that her father figures couldn't notice the fear in her eyes. But its not totally their fault as they thought her to be anxious for the day.

What's really sad is that she lives in such a world where she had to be silent!

A day without whatsapp

I woke up late that morning. I had to attend lectures that day. I picked up my phone to text my friend to go college n not wait for me. But there was no Whatsapp! I shrieked n told my mother about it and she was confused too as Whatsapp had suddenly vanished from her phone too... It was weird! I called my friend up and eventually got really late and missed a important lecture.
At the end of the day I told my friend to send me pics of the notes through Whatsapp and found out it wasn't there! I had to write everything down!!
We then moved to the canteen. My mom had called up almost 15 times as I hadn't assured her that I reached college. Everyday I used to drop her a message of me being safe but there was like almost no contact today. I called her up.
It felt weird to call every single person throughout the day to talk. But in the end I realised I had missed this! After a long time I had talked not texted!
Our group met at the canteen n took lot of selfies! Yaar send it to me on Whatsapp I want to change my dp! And I realised there's no Whatsapp. We used the traditional bluetooth way! And while leaving we greeted each other by saying I'll text you later! I was quiet
I came home after a weirdly tiring day. And my friend called up n asked hey why are you offline? I said I had no Whatsapp! She said okay we are planning for a movie...confirm if u r coming too. I said okay!
After a really long time  I had sent a sms....it was different nostalgia!!
All through the day I realised how our lives have changed radically! How we have been totally consumed  by internet ad its means! This needs to change... We need to learn living!
And the next day my Whatsapp was back n I was back to square one too!

------ Laxmi Krishnan

BREATHLESS

There are some moments in life that set your heart racing no matter how much time has passed or how many new memories you have created! Yes... That's something you cherish forever... Which doesnt fade away with time...which makes you go breathless..

I still remember that day of September...I was insecure..feeling lost! And you texted. Hey! And I realised I have you no matter what happens! The conversation grew..infact flourished... And you popped the question... I was confused! I couldn't decide! N I took a decision to wait! And the days that followed..the so called chase! And you did everything possible with all good intentions! And then it was raining heavily that day...I was too bored to walk home from college & I called you up to pick me.. You said all the sweet things and that moment was perfect... Rain n slow music and everything! And you stopped the car! I was scared! Scared to hell! And u popped the question again! I saw it in your eyes! I saw your love! Your respect! And I said a yes! You kissed me on my forehead even when you could have done anything and everything! You were really happy as I was the only thing to do on your list! The very next day you got me a ring! You made me realize it was the best decision of my life.I was overwhelmed.... Amazed...emotional...breathless!
.... Today even 10 months later you kiss on my forehead when we meet...you say you love me and you mean it! You take care of me in best way possible! You still do your best to win my heart and it still has me BREATHLESS!!!

Hold her in your arms
Kiss her on her cheek
Hold her in your heart
Support her when she is weak

Hold her in her sorrow
Hold her in her might
Make her feel loved
Leave her BREATHLESS tonight!

------ Laxmi Krishnan

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

LOVE LOVE!

Inspiration...
What would it mean to you when you are totally tired in this really mean world
nothing to do..
nowhere to go...
and you see a youtube link
after watching a marathon of iisuperwomanii and AIB...
You click on it and think lets checkout...
And you find your ray of sunshine!
MOSTLY SANE!
A person who is mostly n totally insane (well sane :p) comes up on your screen
HI GUYS WHATS UP..THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WATCHING MOSTLY SANE. I AM PRAJAKTA
.....and thats the day I went head over heels in love with you!
Not with the way you look but with the way YOU are!
The way you inspire! The way you made me smile! I didn't know you! I haven't met you or seen you before! but we connected deep inside...Laughter is the best medicine they say! Well You should be called Dr.Prajakta koli then!

Video over Video we bonded
You made me smile
Call us internet friends maybe?
You made thursdays worth the while

Now why I love watching you're videos....
Do you know you are the most insane dose of sanity that we can have?
You taught me that its totally okay to not be perfect! Its mostly sane to be insane!
Remember the real talk tuesdays when you showed up in pyjamas shabby hair and geek glasses?!
You my lady ended up all the differences and distances in you and your fans!
And ever since I feel m having a convo with a girlfriend of mine who is looking really pretty today! (i mentally compliment you)
You taught me to chase my dreams without changing myself!
You taught me to be positive n spread love!
You gave me a reason to be totally happy every thursday!
You make me feel proud of working in a creative industry... <3

And no I wont mention the train video as I know Thats not the only benchmark... You will do cross that real soon!
And no I wont compare you to iisuperwomanii as for me you are prajakta... my prajakta.. My mostly sane wali prajakta!
Lots of love!
Love Love!
Congrats for 2k subscribers...Hope you reach 20k real soon!!!

Should Sex education be made compulsory?

SEX EDUCATION - TABOO OR A NECESSITY?
Waking up to a pleasant morning, coffee mug and the crisp morning newspaper awaited me! Glancing through the headlines, what caught my eye was a rape case. Well looking at the current situation, its common! What not common was a 13 year old had raped a 11 year girl. I mean why! Days before, I heard a boy force BDSM on his girlfriend after watching Fifty shades of grey! Why are people so interested in displaying their sexual orientation by forcing it on somebody else?!?
Sex education! Basically Sex! Seems to be a taboo in our Indian society! It is a thing that cannot be talked on or discussed about. Its a topic that has been hushed about since decades and centuries! Our country who beholds the title of composition of the bold Kamasutra, is in fact the country that talks least about sex!
Why is this so? Why are the teens not familiar of themselves? Why they can't share what they feel on the inside? Why can't parents try to befriend them enough to talk about it? Why do they have to take the shelter of porn which totally misinterprets the reality?
Firstly.... A child deserves to know! He deserves to know how be was born! He deserves to know what really happens? No! God doesn't drop babies on door steps! Nor are they born from seeds their mommy ate! They deserve to know their origin- origin of life!
But there is a age to everything! You can't expect a eight year old to process this! But a child, irrespective to gender, once hits puberty, deserves to know what role they are going to play in the life cycle. Its necessary for them to understand their sexuality,The changes happening to their body in and around. Make them feel proud of their body. Make them feel what importance their orientation has. Make them know what their body parts are. Let them know about relationships. And also difference between sexual relationship And then you will raise responsible kids, who know the reality! No shady unrealistic porn can overshadow their knowledge. Make them know the difference in pleasure and responsibility. Being blackout drunk is not a VIP ticket for an intercourse. Let them learn the reality. It may at times be awkward to answer their questions but they are supposed to be answered. Help them grow mature with time.
Porn is something that totally misleads them. It leads to certain false expectations which these teens tend to try out and the results are gruesome. Rather than porn, why not give them authentic education about it? Why not pick up a mission to guide them through? Why not teach them what they really are? Our educational system teaches them physical education and moral science.... Why can't sex education be a part of the total parcel? Won't it help making responsible citizens? Why not vanish the myths hindering them??
Its only you who can teach them to stop being a pervert but a gentleman, to stop being a object to be ogled at and be a admired lady! Its only you who can break the stereotypes and change their life! Get to it! Making them aware of their real self...you inflict positive thoughts into them. You clear their misconceptions and respect their intimacy. Teach them the difference in touch and grope, difference in admiration and lust. Save them from being exploited. Teach them to respect themselves and the others.
Knowledge is power. Power to our intellect, to our mentality, to our approach and ability. Having proper knowledge of ones sexuality is a asset to the individual as it would help them to carry their personality in a better way. Let them know that being a man doesn't entitle you to exploit the sexuality of a woman. And let your girl know that every admiration or touch is not a assault. Strive to create a knowledged generation.... Only then there won't be any more Nirbhayas and Arunas and finally our fight for rights will succeed!

-------- Laxmi Krishnan

Can Photography still be called unique?

PHOTOGRAPHY: STILL A TALENT?

                    Hey, how are you?        
                                                                                 Hey,Long Time. Im gud. wbu?
                    You free this Saturday?
                                                                                  Mostly yes, Why?
                     Actually I got a new DSLR.
                                                                                    Oh, congrats! Nikon?
                      Yeah so, Are you in for a shoot?
                                                                                     Um, Ill let you know!

                                                     This conversation with a classmate of mine left me dumbstruck. The guy who used to barely scrape through classes and completed his SSC in three attempts, Who handles his dads (who is a builder) office.just got a nikon and was plunging in the heavily lit field of photography! The guy whose profile picture till yesterday was a so rugged pose with kilos of gold was now changed to a selfie with his new gear. And a new life event Working at &*^%#$ photography
It intrigued me. It struck a note, deep inside. Flashbacks of all those exotic places rushed through my mind, With the moist memories of my first camera- A Kodak. All those carefully clicked pictures as not to waste the reel, and then my tenth birthday, when dad got me a coolpix I flaunted it almost everywhere! From the sun in the sky to the caterpillar below the shade of the tulsi plant I captured everyone in it!  And then reality reached me!
I still remember that day. Mom dressed me up and tied my hair in a fancy way and let me use her lipstick she told me we were going to the photo studio to get a family picture clicked! And I also remember when they used to switch on all those lightsI used to feel like a celebrity! No pout but a million dollar smile! And now I just go to the studio to get a passport size photo clicked for my academic needs.
  The DSLR or digital single-lens reflex camera (which many people dont know) was a pricey and unaffordable affair at that time! I had requested our photowale chacha to teach me how to handle and use it! He had promised to help me fulfill my passion! And then I grew up! Promises faded! And my passion toogot stabbed to death!
As DSLRs became cheap and affordableThe real talent became long lost! The art of clicking perfect pictures got patchworked on by silly filters and overlays. Every other person got pricey camera gear and what followed were photography pages. It suffocated me, my passion! I started feeling sad for our photo wale chacha and such other people who have photography as their profession and their families live on that.and also for the people who had a genuine hobbywhich became brutally massacred by some homo sapiens with a pro in their hand! Basically, this talent lost its charm!
                                                  Still, There are some survivors who are exceptionally talented in their own ways where nobody can reach! But They are a chosen few! Proper Photo studios seem on a decline and have picked up tastes of personalized gift store. Digitization is something that changed photography radically! Its not important to just have a proper gear... Its really important to have a proper approach. Having a camera is not a big deal but learning the camera is! The talent is still alive. Its thriving. Its growing. Striking roots in almost every field. Its making things presentable. Its helping people save their memories. Its making people presentable. Over time... It has changed the form!
Now,photoshoots by the newbies are just source of profile pictures for2-3 months and lots of instagram posts! And some real photography lovers seem stunned to see how they exploit their cameras to produce simply nothing! And some people like mehave their memories and coolpix shut in a box in the corner of the room where no one will ever find it!

------ Laxmi Krishnan

Selfies

                              “Selfies are not pokemon,
                                                               You do not have to catch em all!”
                                                                                                        -Humble the poet.

Basically this topic doesn’t need an introduction. It’s a worldwide rage. From the young to old, almost everyone is consummated. Yes, I’m talking about -THE SELFIE. To be precise, I don’t even need to define it! On my recent tour to my native place which lies in a distant part of Tamilnadu, I came across how digitization has reached almost everywhere! And then I came across some kids, probably teens, who were taking a selfie from the back camera of their Nokia series, which was not a smartphone.
                                          Selfie is gripping people all over the country and abroad. People are going gaga over them and this rage doesn’t seem to be going down anytime soon! There are now even many types of selfies that people click. At first selfie used to work as a mirror to look at and have a check. But now, Thanks to snapchat, People have started selfieing almost every other thing!
Work! SELFIE! Traffic! SELFIE! Donuts! SELFIE! Best friend! SELFIE! Soulmate! SELFIE! Marine drive! SELFIE! Marriage! SELFIE! Pimple! SELFIE! ---- I mean just STOP!!!
                         Do you realize what has this selfie done to you? Can’t you see how self centered you have become? Through all your selfie phase, do you realize when was the last time you and your best friend had a proper conversation?? From when did you start needing your phone battery full and net packs on to connect with your love? Why has Wi-Fi replaced your telepathy? A selfie a day keeps insecurities away! I mean how? How can a depressed person be cured by clicking a selfie?? Then what are the therapies for! Infact....selfie itself is said to be a psychological disorder! Not a normal one but extending to high level narcissism!
                                        In this era of smartphones, are people smart enough to put them to utilization? People buy their mobile not by checking other features but size and front camera! I mean seriously? You don’t care about software, You don’t care about specifications. Is clicking a selfie more important than any other feature? The smartphones have brought people at a single message distance…But has alienated them from the people around them. When was the last time your group had a real talk and made plans to visit some places sitting face to face rather than clicking pictures?
                                       I’m not against pictures. Infact they are best ways to save and cherish your moments. But much more important than that is to LIVE THE MOMENT! Create memories. Reminding them will make you smile. The funny conversation will make you smile. Your selfies won’t! Go out. Play football in the rain. Get along with your friends. Have a hot tea n some bhajiyyas. Catch up where you left. Live the rain. Capture it’s essence in your heart than capturing it in your phone. Put the phone down when around her. Hold hands. Let her know she looks beautiful today. Make her laugh. See her beaming. Admire the real her rather than her pictures and selfies. She’s much more beautiful on the inside!
                                          Do everything that makes you happy! And when your heart is full, pull out your phone and click one or two pictures! After all, some moments need to be in your heart as well as your album! Just don’t let it over rule you! Happy clicking and happy living!!

----- Laxmi Krishnan

A Toast....

This is to a person who has always been there. The one who takes a 30 min detour to just see me for 5 min or so. The one who never judges. Who never changes by the way I look. To the person with whom I'm comfortable in shorts n hoodies as in my prettiest dresses. Who has a billion dollar smile. Who always makes me laugh when times seem hard. Who always has my back. Who is as important as my family. Who helps me grow and be strong. Who hates my tears n insecurities. Never let's me cry. He just knows. A tear rolling down my cheek and there's a text on my fone "are you okay? Chill." Whose silliest answers are more amusing than my funniest questions. Who hits me back with the same force cos he knows what m really like. Who treats me like a baby, a lady, a bro, a everything at once. Who is the part of my soul. Who is my better half. Who is my best friend. Forever. To infinities n beyond. A toast to our love. A toast to us.💙

---- Laxmi Krishnan

Game of Life

If your man is a soccer player,go to one of his games n cheer him
If your gal is a avid reader,go to bookshops n libraries with her

Then see d difference

He will b the reason behind her next novel....
She will b the reason behind his next victory.....

---- Laxmi Krishnan

Loving You

Loving you is a guilty pleasure. Loving you is like a shout in the void. Even though I know it shouldn't be. But I can't hold back. Loving you gives me immense strength. Cos loving you is like shouting your name out loud at a echo point and finding your arms around me in the same way the voice coming back. I am doing this and I plan to continue to no ends. Loving you is like taking a leap of faith even when your back is turned cause I know you will always catch me. Loving you is like a flowing waterfall. Its like a race. But there's nothing to lose. Loving you is like breathing under a sky full of stars. Loving you is like walking on fresh grass with dewdrops. Loving you is like the shine in your eyes. The freckles on your smile. The chubbiness of your cheek. The  softness of your hair. Loving you is feeling like sun of your galaxy. Loving you is simply complicated. Loving you is just loving you.💟

- - - - Laxmi Krishnan

Spiritual Masterpiece

Every person is different. Different as in totally different. We are miniatures of gods grace. We are born n made to be different. Every person is a different vibrant color. Some are the bright fluorescents while some are the primary one. Some are the regal blacks while some are cherishing whites. Some are distincts while some are ombres. But the masterpiece of god is simply incomplete by mere absence of any of these shades. We walk fifty shades while he makes fifty thousands. Be what you are as you are perfect the way you are. Be efficient n take a part to complete the perfect masterpiece

---Laxmi Krishnan

Ultimate Ecstasy

No... She's not okay. Every time she fights back that urge of opening up to you doesn't make her feel okay. You are her soulmate. You are supposed to be her everything. No. Not the reason of her pain n tears. Not the anguish n sorrow. You have to be her savior. Her helper. Her guide. Her angel. It may seem funny to you but she would really love it if you hold her around the waist and give a peck on her cheek and whisper in her ears that she looks beautiful. You have to let her blossom. You have to let her flourish. Your marriage should be her new found freedom. Your love should give her wings a new strength. No. She didn't marry you because she had to. She married you cause she wanted to. She chose you over the other guys who wanted her. She chose love over lust. She chose you over her infinite crushes. But no. Not for crushing her happiness n smile. Grow up. N show up. That gentleman lost in the red lit zone of so called satisfaction. Get up n illuminate your relationship. And then she will be your ultimate ecstasy.

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Everytime it ain't better late than never

She woke up to an amazing fragrance......there were incense stick aromas lighting up her living room....there was a lamp lit n flowers too....juz like all were preparing for a festival....but she was surprised to see her family wailing....had she taken two steps further n reality hit her....she had woken up too late to be living

---Laxmi Krishnan

Addiction overdone!

Sometimes...things are complicated...they just don't seem working out...its all like... A person comes in our life n we get so obsessed with them..their smile,their laughter,their voice, their likes n dislikes,each n every single detail sets ur heart racing n ur eyes craving for more...but every ship built is not supposed to float....u juz somewhere know..its not meant to be...its not going to work...they are just like a mirage who look to you like a horizon but u cannot hold them as a home for ur soul as one plunge will lead to crash and burn....
So u choose to be an admirer....a distant one...a stone on ur heart n tears creasing at ur smile...you choose to look at your ecstasy without touching it with a fear of losing it all....
Just wishing on the shooting stars hoping to live ur dream forever!!
And you just let it STAY!

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Heart to Heart-1

The right guy isn't d one who gropes u physically in d darkness but is d one who tries to reveal u emotionally in that silence....

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Love fortress

She was a unruly castle but not an unconquerable one.Her walls were too high....she was a sealed mystery but not an unsolvable one...all it took was him...he broke through her barriers with his love...he held her hand n made her firm...he loved her till she could love herself...he made her feel worthy....precious...She was very careful for this time... she behaved the worst of she could...tossed him tornados of silly fights..but he still held her firm...like a rock.She melted! Her walls were nowhere to be found! 
Six months ago a guy touched her soul and made it beautiful... Now standing besides him....her cheeks flush with rather a brighter shade of brightest pinks...n she is the same tender girl again...
After all what everyone needs is juz pure and unconditional LOVE!!!

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Soulfire

He was lit at the end.
The fire was slowly spreading through his veins.
There was smoke.
He was perishing.
His soul was breaking down.
Consumed almost to the end.
The stub of his body was then thrown down to the floor and stamped on.
The person who put had put him through this peril had crushed him and moved on.

What he used to do everyday to his cigarette was done today to him by the love of his life

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Heart full of nature

She was the nature child. She had infinite love for every natural thing around her. Her eyes lit up like the lightening when it rained.  Her heart glistened with joy seeing the dewy green lush meadows. The chirping birds were her family. She held the earth in her heart.
Today it rained again.
It thundered.
The meadows seemed Grey and black.
As the earth had now held her in its heart.
While the chirping birds sang the funeral notes.

--- Laxmi Krishnan