Archive for September, 2011

September 30, 2011

Of That Day

by thebirdieflies

Dear Future Me

Do you remember that day you had gone for a literature fest and your best friend, who you had liked for quite some time, had asked you out? You need to remember that feeling – the multiple belly flips when you told him that sometimes it feels like you are dating him already. And the awkwardness of the ensuing discussion. And those words that he spoke – “So, do you want to go out with me?”
The way they sounded, and the way they made your heart beat just a little faster. Then when it hit you, that you would have to tell everyone in your college because they deserved to know, and the way they would smirk and say that they knew it all along. You were afraid. He sat there and hugged you and held you till you felt better. You decided you wouldn’t tell your friends about it until the whole thing had sunk in a bit.

It isn’t as if you didn’t hope for it all along, but you hadn’t allowed yourself to consider it. You were sure that it wouldn’t work out, and you might have to lose a really good friend. But of late, you had let yourself go. You had allowed yourself to sit and think about it and imagine yourself dating that guy. You had even hoped, somewhere, that he would ask you out.

And then he did.
You’re happy now, aren’t you, that you dated him?
You were still smiling as you were writing this. You were nervous, just a little bit, but excited too, to see how it would unfold. Good times lay ahead. 🙂

Past Me

September 27, 2011

by thebirdieflies

I wish you could read my mind.
Then it wouldn’t matter that I don’t have the courage to tell you what I want to tell you.

I am scared.
How much longer will it last?

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September 27, 2011

Best Friends

by thebirdieflies

There is a school of thought that believes that a boy and a girl can never have an entirely platonic relationship. I am not talking about situations where the two are related, of course.
I am talking of friends, childhood friends, good friends, best friends.

I think it is scientifically justified, if you consider those things that make you like (platonically) your friend, and another boy who you like un-platonically.
Just for fun, let’s use maths to prove it.
Let x be the set of all things that make you like someone platonically and y be the set of all things that make you like someone un-platonically.
It is often observed that a considerable portion of the two sets overlap.

This makes me conclude that many of the things that we like in a person, whether we like that person platonically or not, are universal.

September 26, 2011


by thebirdieflies

The sky is beginning to lighten.
It is nearly 6 am, and I have just finished an assignment that is due in 3 hours.

I want to write, but nothing worth reading is coming to my mind. I want to lie down, and drift off to sleep, but I am not particularly sleepy. My stomach is rumbling faintly, but I wouldn’t call myself hungry. My clothes are uncomfortable, but I don’t feel like changing.

The sky is getting lighter and lighter with every word that I type.
Right now, it looks like an overcast sky, dark with heavy rain clouds.
If you look for a while, you can fool yourself into believing that it isn’t dawn. it is late evening and it is going to rain.
Oh look, there’s an aeroplane!

Oh look, trees are forming shadows now.

I think I will go to bed now. My shoulder aches from sitting on this horrid chair.

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September 25, 2011

Hello there, random reader.

by thebirdieflies

This is my blog.

I am 19 as of now.
I like taking photos.
I am small. Five feet, four-ish inches and 53 kilograms.
I have shoulder length hair. I would like to get bright purple highlights.
I like travelling and long journeys. I also like driving, but I don’t like traffic jams very much.
I am a lazy person.
I want a little kitty. Persian, preferably.
I like hugs very much.

Tomorrow, I shall write more.