The Connection

R M Drake

The Search                                                The Search…(Part 2)

The Gaze                                                   The Gaze…(Part 2)

Have We Met Before?                             Have We Met Before? (Part 2)

The Answer                                              The Answer…(Part 2)

He was surprised at how easily he was able to talk to her. He had kept himself locked up inside a shell for as long as he could remember. But today it seemed like that shell had broken and he was finally free.

He had no idea where the night went. There were traces of memory when his friends left, equally surprised at his behaviour. All he knew was he had no need for more alcohol that night. He was far too drunk on her energy. Her stories, her life, the carefree attitude she had and the way she made even the most mundane topic so lively.

He loved how her hands moved in gestures when she talked. There was passion inside her that made her eyes sparkle.

Yes, she was different. There was something very extraordinary about her that he couldn’t explain. And that made him even more curious about her. They talked late into the night. It seemed so easy to talk to this stranger. But after 5 hours of non stop talking it didn’t feel strange anymore.

Something connected and he was hell bent to make sure this connection didn’t break.

Next morning he smiled while looking at his phone.

“We have to hang out again. Lets meet for  lunch.”, she had texted.

For the first time years, he looked forward to something other than work.

Please Listen To Me. I Want To Ramble. Part 2



There are days when I just want to talk. Non stop. To anybody and everybody who would just listen to me. Not that I don’t have friends of family around me who would not listen to me. I mean they are trying their best to cope up with all the nonsense that is conceived by my brain, but still sometimes everybody is so busy that I find it hard to disturb them and ramble about the imaginary world where I live.

On days like these I end up being even more attracted to food. I say even more because food is probably the only pure love of my life. There’s unadulterated passion that I have for food. Not cooking it, just eating it. So when I don’t talk, I eat. And when I eat, it gets impossible to stop me because…..well because it’s food and I love food.

And to top it all, mango season is here! So i’m hogging down mango after mango. And all this while I’m listening to all the voices in my head debate about whether or not I should eat something else as well.

Also it is getting so damn hot in Delhi that it’s getting absolutely impossible to go out. The sun is blazing down with such fury that it almost seems like it’s trying to kill you.

How I hate Delhi summers.

And lately I’v realized that I hate people who keep dragging conversations. I mean if you have nothing to say then just put the damn phone down and let me live in peace. Forcing somebody to have a conversation with you is like third degree torture! And I am usually very good at avoiding such people but these days I’m just too lazy to do anything about them.

If I like talking to somebody I’l keep saying random nonsensical things to that person and just talk aimlessly for hours. And everybody who talks to me knows that. If I’m giving straight cut yes or no as answers to your questions and if I have absolutely nothing to talk to you then the chances are that I’m trying too hard to be polite and say it on your face to get the hell outta my sight.

Even when I have nothing to talk, I can still keep the conversation going if I genuinely want to talk to that person. And then I don’t care how late at night it is or the fact that whatever I’m saying is just illogical chattering.

I guess the alcohol level in my blood has gone wayyyy below normal. I really really really need to refuel. Like maybe just get drunk and call somebody and say I love you!

Oh well!!

Thank you for listening….

I just needed to go blah blah blah for some time.

PS- These days I’m insanely attracted to romantics songs. And not just listening to them, but singing at the top if my voice. I personally have no problem with that but if this continues the people around me might soon need an appointment with their doctors to check for ear drum damage.

Please Listen To Me. I Want To Ramble.

I can’t believe the first month of this year is already gone! I mean yeah there were days when I felt like time had stopped and nothing can make the earth rotate faster. But now as I turn the page of the calendar to a new month I realize how time actually flew away.

I had been waiting for February for so long! There is so much I have to do this month. And now that this month is actually here, I fear like I won’t be able to live up to all the excitement and expectations I have kind of thrown at this poor little month.

I think expecting too much from anything, including something completely imaginary like my fantasies is going to be like too much pressure. It’s like I have to make sure I have fun.

Like last weekend! I had such plans for those three days! Everything was ready and decided. But what actually happened was that I sprained my back and basically spent all five days on my couch, too much in pain to even curl up comfortably.

Imagine lying on a couch for that long and not even being comfortable! It’s like going to Disneyland and not going on any ride!!!

It was torture.

And why did that happen? Because I expected far too much fun from a weekend. And also because I kinda jumped out of bed in a way that paralyzed my back!

Imagine that! I was supposed to get up for college but a 5 min snooze turned out to be a 45 minute nap. And when I finally woke up and saw the time, I had a mini heart attack. And then whatever ‘jumping out of bed’ happened, resulted in me being practically paralyzed with such excruciating pain that even going to the loo was a torture.

Also, I broke the chain of one of my most favorite necklace! And I need to wera it again soon! So I have to do something about that damn thing!

Aaaaaaand I can’t find a decent pair of sneakers anywhere. Everything is either too girly or too manly. I need something in the middle. Though this logic has made my mother certify me as crazy once again, I still need something that would neither make me look like a  very manly girl nor like Tinkerbell out for a run!

And now as I write that down I realize where I’ve been going wrong all these days.

What is wrong with the universe!

I know all this makes absolutely no sense to anybody, but I just wanted to ramble aimlessly for some time.

I love you all so much.


PS- I’m been freakishly moody these days. Not the PMS moody. Almost like I was drunk. And not the ‘throw up and the pass out’ drunk. Like hugging every random person and saying “I love you so much. You are my true friend” kind of drunk!


What is happiness??

According to Wikipedia, Happiness is a mental or emotional state of Well-being  characterized by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy.

Everybody will have different interpretations of the above definition. For me happiness is that state of calm when I want nothing more from life.

I recently read an article on stress management that said to avoid stress taking a toll on you, you should find sometime every week for yourself and do things that make you happy. Now even though thankfully I’m far from being stressed out due to my utter lack of interest in anything remotely serious 😛  ,the article inspired me to list down all the things that make me happy. So here is my list of top 10 things that bring me ultimate happiness!

1. My camera:  Oh! the joy that I feel every time I pick up my beloved camera. Pure unadulterated  contentment rushes through my veins when this baby is in my hands. Whenever I am pissed out I pick my camera and forget the world. Thrown in a good location and nice weather and I achieve nirvana!


2. Balloons: Yes, you heard right. Balloons. I know it makes no sense for a girl my age to be excited about something as kiddish as balloons but I jump and squeal like a six year old every time I see balloons, much to the embarrassment of anybody who is with me at that time. 😉


3. Chocolate:  A new study shows that eating dark chocolate may lower levels of stress hormones in people feeling stressed out.Researchers found that eating the equivalent of one average-sized dark chocolate candy bar each day for two weeks reduced levels of the stress hormone cortisol as well as the “fight-or-flight” hormones known as catecholamines in highly stressed people.

Need I say more??? 🙂


4. Extra Sleep In The Morning: I’m sure everybody would agree with me on this one. Who does not like that 5 minute extra sleep after you throw away your alarm clock( I don’t know about others but I literally throw away the poor alarm clock). And when you realise that those 5 minutes can be extended to an hour, the joy is indescribable.


5. Going out with friends: I have been blessed with some really good friends. Yes there are a couple of jerks as well but then you need them to add a dash of excitement in life. Having lunch with my besties, while we all crib and complaint of everything that’s going wrong in life  is the best possible way for me to be happy.


6. Talking to myself: I know that certifies me as crazy but then there are times when nobody can understand how you feel. In such times I happily talk to myself much to the amazement and horror of people around me.

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7. Subway(The Sandwich Place) : A simple Veggie Delight sandwich with extra chilli and mayonnaise spells happiness for me.


8. Shopping: Though I’m a big big miser and usually don’t spend money without calculating and comparing every possible store and item, there are times when retail therapy is the only thing that can keep me sane. So I call up my cousin (Who btw has an awesome sense of style and thus is my stylist) and we go around mall-hopping.


9. Sitcoms: ‘Friends’, “The Big Bang Theory”, “Sarabhai v/s Sarabhai” are some of the sitcoms that can light up any dull day.


10. Music: Earphones in. Favourite song. Volume up. Forget the world