Hey it's me Raed! :D

   Hi I am Raed one of the oldest followers of Her lame Blog!

First of all, Shriti reminds me of Lilo.  

 

Why you say? Well it's mostly her childish attitude and that potato nose of hers! It's quiet funny and it took forever for me to find that she resembles Lilo.The more pictures and blogs you read,the more you'll see the resemblance..

We became friends after she randomly followed me LOOONG ago where we became friends and she put up with my Dyslexic writing style and spelling errors while I read her interesting blogs ! And then then she added me on fb which I found quiet creepy (Just kidding xD) and we started chatting stuff.It was funny and the chats had never ended.Then somehow we now ended up on twitter (Follow me UGLYRAED ) where I have to put up with her tweets.Twitter is a blast when She's around!So if you're not following her,then go ahead!!!

A month ago,I asked her to give me the 400th guest post slot and HOORAY I got it!So I took the opportunity to share more about this crazy maniac!

But you all have to know one vital thing,mess with her and she'll make your life a living hell...

               
 Yes she has super powers 0_0
Even though I barely read her depressing blogs now,you must know that she's one happy penguin! She eats chocolate,acts random and gets a head ache the following day.And when she gets a headache,you don't want to her on her wrong side

Don't tell me I didn't warn you!!!

Be on her good side and you'll have a super cool online friend an awesome time!

I never made a guest post before so I hope that you all had a nice time reading it! Stay Awesome!


Raed :)


Yes my name is Ra'ed! Call me Read and I'll chop your face after I cast one of the unforgivable curse on you!

Guest post for your awesome blog :))‏

Hello Hello, I think I am too late for this post but still I decided to write this one for my little sister :))

Its always tough to write a blogpost specilly for me (a non blogger and not so expressive person) *scratches head*. but still let me try.

Shriti you are like younger sister to me, you are a real fighter. You have faced very tough situations, Do you know after every dark night there is a bright sunshine. So a bright sunshine is waiting you.

I am still confused whether are you panda or penguin ??

*Out of words* All the best for future. .keep blogging

Keep Smiling :)

P.S : Your blog is the cutest blog I have ever seen :D

Abhishek.

"JUST IN CASE IF YOU'VE READ THE PREVIOUS POST WHICH WAS ACTUALLY A RANT BY ME(SHRITI). FORGET IT. I KNOW I WAS ANGRY AND STUFF. BUT JKDFGJKFSGL SO FAR THIS POST IS THE BEST. ^_^ Abhi da is like an elder brother to me. I've always wanted one elder brother. But then one day I realized that I cannot have an elder brother 'cause I am already the eldest one!(oops) I met him at the point where I was literally hating the word "brother" He has supported me a lot. At times, I get mad at him. Like I did earlier. I respect/trust/love people 'cause of their actions. Abhi da, I'm sorry that I got mad at you. I feel terrible. I shouldn't take decisions when I'm angry or upset. ._.

Keep Calm, and read this post.

Um, I really don't know what to say or where so start from. I am bad at starting a topic. I suck, I know.
Firstly, let me thank this Panda for including me in the guest post series. This means a lot for me. Seriously.
Secondly, congratulations for completing almost 400 posts on the blog. This ain't a small figure.
It's been like, few months since I first visited this blog. It got me awestruck. I could immediately relate my life's story to one of the posts here. (You know which one I'm talking about.)
I got you on Twitter, we shared numbers & you eventually became an important part of my little world. I usually take a lot of time to trust anyone, but you were, truly an exception.
I so adore and love this blog that there has not been a single day that I've not visited the blog.
I love the way every post has been written. The way you jot down your feelings into such beautiful poetic lines. And yes. You are truly inspiring.
You are that person I'd never want to lose. I really really love you. Though I know you don't. :P
And yeah, I love annoying you. I can't help it. But if you don't like it so...shup! I will annoy you anyway.
Just keep blogging. I want this blog to be alive forever.
Alright, I'm running out of words now. I'll end it here.
P.S. Yes. I'm bad at ending a topic too.

"I'm going to come back for you, though."

It was just another day for Sam Marquez as she made her way to the Montecito casino. She had been to her suite only at dawn, but hell, she was the best casino host in the world and workaholic was her middle name! 

She walked to the lobby only to stop half way ..

"Jeremy?" she said softly but the man her gaze stopped at looked back at her, grinning and walked up to her.

"Hi Sam" he said.

"Hi" she replied, looking dazed.

*A Year Ago*

"I felt... love," she says. "Every Christmas, every birthday, I sat by your bedside... you're my best friend... you're my only friend."

"Sam l-"

"No, let me finish, or I won't be able to get this out. You brought me here from Texas Jer. We were going to start a new life in Las Vegas together. I remember.

I visited you each time that I could. And I prayed for you to be fine... When you hit your head on the slot machine, they told me you were in a coma, that you might never wake up and  I , I, didn't know what to do..."

"But I'm fine now,Sam. I know it's been 20 years. Heck, I didn't believe it until the doctor told me. I am scared Sam." Jeremy said, stroking her hair, "I don't know what's going on around me. I barely recognized myself. But the doctor told me that a lady used to keep coming and I figured it'd be you. The nurse gave me your number and so here I am! Come with me Sam, let's go make a new life together. I love you"

She took a deep breath and with tears in her eyes said,  "I know Jeremy. But a few years from now, you might decide you want something more, someone better, someone who isn't me. And I can't have that. You have a lot to catch up on. You, you need to go see the world."
I'm going to come back for you, though."
"I'll be here," she said, kissing him.

.........

"I am here"

"You came back" she said, mostly to herself.

"Yes, I told you I'd be back Sam. I told you I'd be coming back for you" Jeremy said, kissing her forehead.

The one in white is Sam :')

Congratulations Shriti, 400 posts is such a brilliant achievement =D !

I wish you loads and loads beautiful, inspiring and wonderful posts.
You're an amazing, strong, really intelligent :D girl, and I wish you all the best of luck in everything (:

I haven't been writing since almost a month now, and I was wondering what I would, for this guest post when suddenly Las Vegas popped up on my TV screen and this is what I could manage. I hope you like it when you read it Shriti.
Much much much love and hugs
X
Blahblaholic 

[Disclaimer : The characters of this story are not my property. The comatose man meeting Sam really did happen (Season 4.14 : The Burning Bedouin). This is my spin off of what I would want there to be. The dialogues that are italicized are taken directly from the show. Sam's dialogue telling him to catch up on isn't 100% accurate, but as it isn't mine entirely, it is italicized too.]

Congratulations Little Angel! :)

Er. Its been quite some time since I sat down to write something sincerely. I have been  missing out on that spark to write and go on writing for some time now, and then out of no where comes Shriti asking for a guest post at her blog as a part of her 400th post celebrations, and how could I say no to someone who I care for a lot ? who I love reading a lot ? I had no choice but to accept and promise her to write.

So here I am, trying to put down some lines for shriti, little angel, as I used to call her, and I am confused as to what to pen down. shri, you have been that one person who I witnessed grow up in this place, I have been around when you started writing, and now when you reach this milestone I am still around, and it indeed makes me feel privileged to have known someone so talented like you, who could put into words anything, anything, someone who could just sit and write and then give a visual of what they have written to the readers, someone who can wet the eyes of the reader.

All I have to say is, Shri, that you a gift, a very talented person, one who deserves a lot of happiness, joy, success, fun, everything damn good thing in life, and I would want you to appreciate life, no matter what hardships you have faced, and what may lie ahead. I know its always easier said, that done, but trust me, life is to be appreciated no matter what. like how its said, what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger. I would be one happy person to see you write more, a lot more of happier posts, making a difference with your life, staying strong and proving a point.

Alright that has gone boring  now, time to wind up, and here is a little something for you sweet heart, you know I normally like melancholy and write on that topic always, but a friend of mine, Nikita of Niki's Pallet wanted to attempt something different, and we sat down together to pen this down, and I guess, this blog is the place where this should be posted :)

Lift your head, shoulders high;
Face the world, and smile in joy;
Tear your mask, shed your fear.
Rebel the world, Pick your voice, 
Gain your words, describe the self.
Burn the worries, make your fuel.
Fly high to the sky, and fear for none.
Earn your respect, earn your space,
Be the one your dreamed to be.
Let the world not hold you back,
For you may fall and you may rise.
Leave the world a sign of yours,
Claim your freedom and be the self.

Be the fire and ignite the rest,
Let the world fall and burn.
Live your life to the full,
Leave a legacy beyond death,
For the new world shall follow you one day.

Here is wishing you Shriti, a happy blogging time and congratulations on reaching this small milestone of 400 posts and I hope and pray that you go on writing more and more, and more.

Love. Hugs. Shravan.

The Charming Lass

Hey Shriti,

This one is for you and a small attempt to let you know that you are a Rockstar. When I first visited your blog I was amazed to see such a young lass writing so much, such a creative background and so many widgets that you have used. I was simply impressed by the complete set up you have and I will always come back to your blog to read more when it gets updated. Here is a short poem for you on your 400 post completion celebration:

A young girl

Though gives words a twirl

Emotions expressed

Everyone impressed

A lovely brew

Flow can keep you glued

A memorable time

Sanctity divine

A way with feelings

A heart out and chimes

That way with rhyme

A bit of clandestine

To tell you more

You have to keep writing, not sour

We love you

Till we reach through the lightening door

I hope you like it and even if not I know you will keep blogging because you are deserving, loving and a beautiful soul which will impart all the love to the world. Keep Writing!

Much Love and Blessings,

Ashwin.

"..And there she smiled.."

I'm honored to be invited for writing a guest post for one of my sister like blogger. These twisted wires are weird, we once a blue moon get to know people who we cannot meet in real but then it feels good to know them. :) Anyway, here is a piece from the old diary mixed up with fiction. Hope you will enjoy the read.

The dew drops on the grass blades seemed to be gifted by the rain, Sparking as the diamonds are well polished. Zoya had this habit of shedding tears on grass for some odd reason. She believed that this way she could give away her pain to green colored leaves and they'll soak it like sunlight and moreover they are brave enough to carry themselves whatever the season is. She sat there from morning to eve, watched the life passing by.

Aman was observing her from distant.. "may be I should talk to her.." he thought.. "oh, no, it would be bad idea, she might get more upset!" He took out his notebook from his bag and started scribbling.. While leaving, he handed the folded paper to Zoya and said, "I'm sorry, but I guess, it's yours" and left. Before Zoya could say anything, he was gone. She unfolded the paper and began to read and..

Walking through empty streets,

Her heart began to fill with silent screams,

She tried to look back to call upon someone,

"Don't look back" her wisdom suddenly answered.

Her mind started loosing control,

Surrounding by the haunting loneliness,

Her tears were eager to flow,

"No more tears" her faith reminded.

Withered with the thirst and tired,

Not knowing which way to turn,

She paused and closed her eyes,

She remembered her mother's lullaby.

Her growing up,

Her bruised knees and tears she shed,

Mixed with the beautiful times she had.

The world is out there,

She must try to conquer her fear.

Life is like a circle.

She ought to get around it, she thought.

She opened her eyes again,

Feeling empty, lost and drained.

"Move on", gently her inner voice whispered,

The visions blurred and voices faded,

She looked ahead and moved.

..And there she smiled.


~Sunakshi.

Guest Post Series.

It's been more than 3 years since I started blogging. And yes, I loved it. No, don't worry, I'm not going to be all philosophical and stuff. I am not going to quit blogging either. Actually, I'm really close to my 400th post. 

This is my 393th post. The next 7 posts won't be my me. It'll be posted/written by the fellow bloggers. The ones who have been with me since the beginning. The ones who became my friends, really close friends and long lost siblings! :P 

My exams are coming soon. It'll start on Dec 4th and end on Dec 21st. It's another reason why I'm doing this guest post series. Yes, I'll be busy and stuff. xD And, want these people to keep updating my blog in the meanwhile. 

The people who will be a part of the guest post series are(in no particular order of publishing):

Sunakshi di

Nida

Ashwin

Abhishek da

Shravan

Blahblahholic

Raed

The 400th post will be by Raed. Because he wants to write the 400th post. But these 7 posts can become 8 or 9 or 10 if people want to join. Open invitation etc etc.. :o Just let me know. Btw, I won't be on twitter or tumblr or facebook. But you can comment on here or may be email me. The links are there. Oh and you can write about whatever you want, like a fiction or poem or even about me. Click on the "guest post" tab just in case you're confused or want to check out the other guest posts... There are already a couple of posts.