And Then Revelation Came

iv decided that all dat story writing stuff isnt really me...
iv decided to take a new approach to my blog....
*ta-daa!!*

Music, it meanz so much to me...

this lazy day...

Here I am, sitting alone on my roof. The sun is setting behind me, in the west. It’s the day people vote for their leaders. It’s practically a holiday, or a bandh- this city is famous for those. Three are nothing but the houses, and their roof tops, stretching for what seems like miles on my right. There only a single tree I can see. On my left is the street. Not a tree in sight, as all of the trees have been cut to allow the streets to become bigger for the increasing number of cars. They had been absolutely beautiful and enormous trees. They had dominated this area since my mother was a child even.
A couple of houses away, its pretty far away, I can see at least five boys dancing to some loud Hindi song that I can hear from here. They must be their school dance team. An occasional loud cheer bursts out from song other area. I cannot make out why, or where. A horn is blown as the priests of the near-by mandir continue their chants for the day. The burning ghat (where they cremate the dead) seems inactive today. It’s right down the street. Iv always had a feeling this street was haunted. Once a long time ago, my father and I went to fetch the car at three in the morning. We were going on a trip somewhere I cannot remember. We had seen these beautiful elephants walking down the road. One man sat on the back of one these beautiful creatures. They walked silently and very fast into the darkness of the morning. If we hadn’t noticed when we did, we wouldn’t have seen them
A black ant is crawling on my arm. I flick it away, thought these small ones never bite. A lizard is running on the floor as fast as it can. I never was a fan of those reptilian creatures. I look up at the sky, amazed to see the sky a dark blue. It had been a pinkish tinged color only moments ago. I am looking up at the sky; I can see a sole star. Bats fly across the sky, silently, almost invisible. They fly to some orchard near-by, I suppose. The boys have gone back into the house. The cars start to honk loudly down there. People are slowly turning on their lights.
I look up to see, to my surprise, a boy in the near-by house staring at me. Hasn’t he ever seen a girl sitting on her roof, enjoying the breeze? Ok, maybe not many people sit on the floor of their roofs and furiously type on their computers. But, whatever. Im going back downstairs to draw something.

Raindropz keep fallin on my head

I walked down the street, muttering under my breath curses that my mother would be appalled to hear come out of my mouth. Four rupees in my pocket, not enough for a taxi ride back home. The sky was darkening quickly though it was only four in the afternoon. That could only mean one thing, it was about to rain. I quickened my pace only slightly but i still would not reach home in time to escape the storm looming ahead. An hours walk it would, long and boring, and very tiresome. But it was my fault for allowing him to take me all the way to god-knows-where only to get into an argument resulting in him riding off with his bike whilst leaving me there stranded. only then had i remembered that id forgotten to bring my purse.

One drop fell on my nose and i knew running would be a lost cause. in the blink of an eye, the rain came down faster and heavier. It was enough to instantly drench me. People began to run for shelter in all directions. Some had been smart enough to carry an umbrella, some ran for cover into their houses, some into the shops. I observed what was happening around me to distract me a little. I wondered how in gods name would a plastic bag protect someone from the rain as i watched the cycle-wallas ride around with the plastic bags on their heads. I looked up at the beautiful peepal tree and managed to spot some birds huddled up together to keep themselves warmer. My heart couldn't help melting as i watched how mothers tenderly made sure their children were under the umbrella or dressed in a raincoat while they themselves were drenched. I breathed in the smell of earth and damp grass, i really don't know what smell it is but its that certain smell that can be smelt after the rain. Yes, that smell. I took in the smell and the sudden change in the scenery where all the had-been-dusty leaves had magically transformed into beautiful, fresh, wet and very green leaves.

Behind me, i heard the roar of a motorbike. It came to a stop behind me and someone called my name. i turned around to look at his face. He said he was sorry for acting like that. He looked as if he meant it. I just smiled and took his hand. I wasn't angry anymore. We left the motor cycle by a tree and walked down the newly cleaned streets, hand in hand.

yes, i try to draw...

ME...<3

Hmmmm...i wrote that 1200 characters were not enough to describe me & that's true...

People think i`m talkative...people say i`m shy...people think i`m weird...people say i`m a total blonde...people don`t believe i can even rhyme 'love' with 'dove'...people say i`m gullible...people think...oh, people think too much! Honestly, i don`t care what they say about me...there`s a fallout boy song which goes "i don`t care what u think as long as itz about me"...people just do not get me...some do and that's why they`re my best friends but the rest of the world...harsh, cruel and judging...i constantly try to fight it...beat the natural order of things..
Well, let me tell you about myself. My name`s Priyanka Mehta. I love me. Yes, i may well be the girl who sits in a corner daydreaming as the world fast-forwards by. You know, i could try and hide in lil bubble and try to stay unnoticed but i`m pretty much hard to miss! Well, for starters, i`m a five foot, eight inched foreign-looking girl in India with long brown hair. Yeah, hiding? Not so much...

If you asked to describe myself with one word, it would be narcissist and bloody proud of it! There isn`t a mirror i can pass without so much a glance at myself. Out of 300 hundred pictures on my phone, 250 are of me. Sheesh, its my phone! Hey, i`m a Leo...just living up to my sun sign! Proud (and majestic ^_^)!

Another thing? I love drawing. There isn`t a single desk in my class that doesn`t have my doodling on them. I may not draw well, but its my first love! I absolutely adore Japanese mangas and i`m not afraid to say it! Oh, one of my brilliant (according to me) ideas is to graphitise my car (when i get one, that is). You`re all welcome to join me. (i copyright that idea, by the way) Only, i figured monsoon and weathering is going to be a problem...*sigh* =)

Well my second love is music. I can`t play an instrument, unfortunately! =( All i can do is sing (i suggest you invest in a pair of earplugs (: ).

I`m not exactly blessed with writing skills but i try my best! I wrote the song (The girl who couldn`t cry), its not exactly good and it doesn`t rhyme but i`m proud of it all the same! :) I love talking on the phone, listening to music, swimming, dancing, singing, taking pictures (i`m not my only subject, you know!) and doing alot of shit. Now, i`v got to go cram in twenty-eight history chapters *sigh* so ciao!

Bleh!!! writerz block!

is it sooo wrong to like someone u really shouldnt? if he doesnt acknowledge ur presence...or mayb cos he is th guy wit th worst reputation so far...if hez jus bad ofr u? itz nt lyk hez into th vices of sortz but still hez nt th best lukin nd he really is twisted...playz gamez...likes th typically hot ppl...itz wierd but i guess datz y im drawn to him...i dono...fish, im confused....aiyaya!!!

problemz, problemz...so evidently a part of life...bein a teenager is hard nd confusin...gah! =(