Romantic Night Out

Peter was growing increasingly frustrated with the endless crowds everywhere he went—at the gym, at work, on the roads, everywhere. Meanwhile, Emily was taking a peaceful walk in a nearby park, enjoying her solitude as she watched the sunset.

When she received Peter’s message, she could sense his frustration and decided to call him, hoping a short conversation would help him unwind. As they spoke, Emily found herself missing Peter even more, especially when she looked up at the glowing moon on her way back home.

Out of the blue, Peter asked, "Can we catch up for dinner?"

Emily’s heart skipped a beat—she was on cloud nine. Without a second thought, they agreed to meet in an hour.

Peter carefully picked out the T-shirt Emily had gifted him, and when they finally met, he looked so effortlessly handsome that Emily couldn’t take her eyes off him. The restaurant they chose had a cozy ambiance, and they indulged in some delicious starters and drinks, filling up quickly. So instead of ordering more, they decided to take a leisurely walk through Emily’s neighborhood, cherishing their time together.

The streets were still buzzing with people, mirroring their own late-night adventure. Eventually, Emily grew tired and needed a break. As they searched for a place to rest, they spotted an ice-cream van parked on a quiet street. Without hesitation, they grabbed a seat nearby, savoring the moment.

Was this a cute moment? Absolutely!

They whispered softly to each other, lost in their own world, until Peter leaned in and kissed Emily on her cheek. A soft pink blush spread across her face, leaving her momentarily speechless. Peter, amused by the moment, quickly captured it on his phone, grinning as he said, "No one else has ever had such a weirdly romantic moment like ours."

As they resumed their walk, they stumbled upon a charming little café. "We should come here next time," Emily suggested, already looking forward to their next meeting.

Peter, ever the tease, casually mentioned hot chocolate in their conversation. Now Emily wanted it.

But something was missing—oh yes, the city was finally quieting down. Under the soft glow of the moon, on a dimly lit street, their eyes met, and with a little nervous excitement, they kissed—half-afraid of being caught, but too lost in the moment to care.

They didn’t do “normal” things. That just wasn’t them.

Instead of ending the night there, they decided to grab hot chocolate from a nearby coffee shop. They found a staircase beside the café, where they sat, enjoying their drinks and each other’s company. To top it off, they tried vanilla cold coffee served in a rustic mud cup—simple yet romantic, just like the cool night breeze around them.

Finally, Peter walked Emily home, their conversation flowing effortlessly, neither of them wanting the night to end. As they parted ways, they both knew—this wasn’t just another evening.

This was a memory they would hold onto, a moment before Emily left the city.

Rest in Love.

To be continued...

Sarveshwar, where are you?

Sounds weird right? 

I met this unknown guy in my dream few days back when I was actually sleeping well on a fine day. Everything in this dream was as weird as my life is. This Sarveshwar was a roommate of one of my colleagues whom I met on a random day when we went to his place. He had just stepped out draped in a towel after a shower and was caught infront of all of us. I've (we've) got to meet Sarveshwar that way for the first time. I'm not a person who remembers dreams and it's details but this was close to my heart (Iykyk) where I usually forget what I dreamt about the moment I wake up from having one. If I had written this immediately I would've remembered more details my bad. Coming back to Sarveshwar, we both liked each other and fell in love like crazily ever. We were silly but serious at the same time, didn't give up on each other, stayed by each other's side in good and bad times, the understanding, the compatibility, the support, the love we had for each other was surreal it was not at all like a dream if i have to say, even now i could picture every moment that we spent and I barely remember how he looked like, but for a short span he appeared in my dream to heal both of us and gave me a reason to wait for what I truly deserve. To me, Sarveshwar is a sign from the universe who made me feel like "wait for me, I'm coming". Not everyone could relate to this, but I swear this one dream changed my perspective about almost all aspects of what I was before. Every girl needs and deserves a guy like Sarveshwar in their lives, until then be patient my dear pookies. I wish not only me but every other girl will find their dream guy in some or the other way but very soon.

Will definitely update you guys if I find my Sarveshwar in any corner of the world. Who knows, I might find him on the streets of Bangalore on any random day when I'm all messy just like how I met him for the first time in my dream.

Come find me soon :)

 IN THE RIGHT EYES, YOU WILL BE AN ART🎨

A canvas of dreams and emotions,
Where colors start, chaos pause,
Brushstrokes of soul, hues deep and bright,
A masterpiece formed in complete silence.

In the right eyes, you're more than just flesh,
A story unfolding, a heart enmeshed,
In the lines of your face, the curves of your frame,
Lies a beauty untouched by fortune or fame.

In the right eyes, you're a timeless song,
A melody pure, where love belongs,
Each note a whisper, each chord a plea,
For the world to see what they fail to see.

In the right eyes, you are a piece of pie to be shared,
Sweet and sour, decorated beautifully in and out,
Every scoop tells you who you are,
In the past, present and the future.

In the right eyes, you're an exceptional factor,
To fall in love with, to share anything and everything,
To be a secret sharer, a cry shoulder, a better half,
In every rollercoaster rides of life.

In the right eyes, you're the first rain drop reaching earth,
As delightful as the petrichor, and the joy within,
To be welcoming, warm and overwhelming,
Dancing around as if there's no care in the world.

In the right eyes, you will be an art,
A living wonder, a work set apart,
For in those eyes, your truth takes flight,
And you become a beacon of light

- written by an empty canvas

What if?

What if the sun and the moon get a chance to meet and greet each other?

What if laughter was a currency and everyone was a millionaire?

What if kindness grew on trees and the world become an endless orchard?

What if the ocean could kiss the sky which is so high?

What if every tear drop turns into a shining star on the night sky?

What if every hug could erase the shadow leaving only the light behind?

What if the rain was a shower of blessings?

What if we could just spill out every single thought wandering on our mind?

What if every fall makes you a better soldier?

What if every sunrise sends you a reminder message to begin your day full of hopes?

What if books could speak and authors could live for an eternity?

What if men were living versions of poetry, in spite of women?

What if every sunset was a love letter from you to me?

What if yearning is directly proportional to proximity?

What if your favorite song gets life and takes a seat beside you?

What if fishes could live on land?

What if a dog could “meow”?

What if humans have the super power to fly just like the birds?

What if Rapunzel had a short hair, and Cinderella couldn’t make it to the party?

What if Alaudin’s ghost was your friend fulfilling all your secret wishes?

What if you could build a castle up on the clouds with a seashore view from the balcony?

What if you don’t see darkness when your eyelids close?

What if your secret diary is a person?

What if silence spoke louder than the thunder?

What if failures are just like the old leaves falling off from the trees?

What if your heart blooms like flowers every time you smile?

What if letters were not written on papers but carved on trees?

What if every flowing river fills the hunger of the poor?

What if there are no worships or prayers but still you continue to exist?

What if a lotus could sink and a frog float?

What if outside snacks are allowed inside theatres?

What if the sunflower could lean towards the moon and not the sun?

What if we could re-visit moments and freeze time?

What if there’s any other beverage better than a hot chocolate?

What if travelling gives you a bonus life like you re-play games?

What if fireflies had a longer lifespan?

What if we could stargaze in the daylight?

What if hearts were rigid like rocks, beautiful yet hard to break?

What if we can swap our lives in-between different eras?

What if winter brings warmth and summer cold?

What if musicians could draw a rainbow out on the sky with their music?

What if resources become enormous just like the population?

What if seasons change like human emotions?

What if Alzheimer could be curable?

What if there’s no need for orphanages and old-age homes?

What if aging doesn’t make you feel any older instead wiser and stronger?

What if every flower we touch could spell our name?

What if every military men could visit their family often?

What if distance reciprocates and pays back?

What if every little wish you make becomes true?

What if you could live as your favorite movie character for a lifetime?

What if your core memories are hanged up as cute polaroid in some corner of your heart?

What if every wave touching your feet brings you flowers?

What if band-aids were persons?

What if “moments” turn into a “lifetime”?

and

What if I need not have to miss you?

 

What if “what ifs” doesn’t exist?

            – we’re just mere human beings!

 

Landed on a “Happening place”

 

Moved to Bangalore to start her new phase of life. What a transformation from my previous blog where Kural was only 12 and now 21? Just numbers reversed nothing much. I feel the excitation on your faces…Yayyyyy! She got a job for herself and she will be earning which feels like “wow there she is finally”. She packed all her stuffs and landed here on the very next day after finishing college coz she can’t wait to be there. She has been to Bangalore a lot of times earlier as a visitor who comes occasionally and now? You can feel her right. This place was one of her long-term goals during her schooling because she was so obsessed with the movie “Bangalore days”. She doesn’t really care how many liked it or not but she has lived her whole life watching this movie and manifesting every single moment. I don’t know how to put her love for Bangalore in words but I’ll try my best. She doesn’t have cousins like Ammu in that movie but still the motive was to explore, meet new people, try different foods, buy clothes, accessories and of course learn work (which I should have placed at first, but fine she’s not here only for work, let’s consider that as an excuse) and what not. This place has everything at once. Though she’s not too much concerned about the advanced culture people follow here she just kept wondering how diversified the world is. Okay, if you still have the same excitation, I would now request you to throw it to one corner of your place. Yes, please. Done?

Alright. She came all the way to her favourite place 10 days before onboarding just to do nothing, just nothing. “Haste makes waste” very well said. Passed her days unpacking and organizing her stuffs in a cute compact room and all she did was eat, sleep and sit with phone. What a grown-up piece of trash behaviour this is? (author sobbing). Luckily, she had her little cousin who was her only source of hope and entertainment and spent some of his valuable time taking her around the neighbourhood, to some nearby shops, some good food spots and other few places. As a token of love, she took him to a burger spot where they almost got lost on their ways, had a mediocre burger and rushed back home. Kural is really lucky to have got a brother like him who made her feel like “go explore your dream place for god’s sake you grown-up idiot”. Need to learn a lot from this little piece. Days passed very slowly where she waited for one of her friends to come and get a hold of her coz she was losing herself and needed support very badly and there her friend arrived 2 days before onboarding.

 

To be continued…

 

They call it "the festival of lights" if i'm not wrong!

Hey Fam,

Its the festival of lights tomorrow and guess what there's no more hype like before that we had back in our childhood days. If its just another day where you eat, sleep, do random stuffs and repeat, welcome to our fam because festival is all about celebration and why not celebrate adulting, LOL.

My bad i was bothering y'll in Kural's shit. Lemme talk about this dumbo. This girl used to plan every single minute detail to celebrate diwali with her little cousins ages back and they've to listen to her (she's their don or boss or something).  She doesn't want to waste even a single second 'cos this fest comes only once a year and why to miss it, so she draws blueprints which only God understands, schedules the entire day from morning till midnight, when and what type of crackers to burn, what to wear, how to pose for pics and what not. (Ufffff, she's been totally bothersome i swear). You know what, those days were pure bliss, the real ones, where we had the real vibe, it was all real back then i mean everything was lively, had life in it and i mean it. Where's all that bro? Where have they gone? For a vacation? God damn! Where's that josh or hype or whatever bullshit, Where's that now? this moment? Am i even a human or an alien? Yes I'm. I mean i must be a being mimicking human.

Bro, we've all grown and the sad truth is that we just wanna rest on this day too as if we're vintage trash pieces with cracked bones or something. I guess the majority in my age feels the same which doesn't matter to Kural 'cos she's not gonna have fun hopping around for fests. Who cares if its a festival of lights when she prefers total darkness at the moment. Don't feel pity, as i already mentioned this is a lunatic piece of shit who follows "You do you". Little dumbo is all grown now.

It is completely fine if others don't match your vibe dude. Do whatever is right to you and brings you absolute happiness. To Kural its just gonna be another happy day where she spends some quality time with her family. 

HAPPY DIWALI FOLKS - From Kural to everyone

11/11/2023

What "Mental Manadhil" is all about...

Hello...

Kural wants the world to hear her inner most thoughts and also wanted to give her own opinions about lifestyle and mental peace from her point of view and guess what she's at the right place. 

Hey world, this is Kural who's no more in her teenage but wanted to share the world about the unspoken, unshared and whatsoever yet valuable feelings every girl child or a growing adult wants to share or just wanted to be heard by someone, never mind even if its gonna be an anonymous. This lunatic Kural always craves to be listened, to be loved, to be given respect and attention and what not, doesn't she deserve them all at once. 

Kural's kural (meaning: 'voice' in tamil) needs to be heard is the only motive of this blog and hope you all will enjoy it and send more love to kural because she truly deserves it. Let's talk more about her and her unspoken feelings on this page. It'll be more like a Tanglish convo which'll be fun but I will try max for a proper english. Let's see how it works for Kural and the world. Lessssgooooo! Sending virtual hugs :)

With love,

Kural❤

09/11/23