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my utopia

 In my resume i keep mentioning that i love to write, ppl think I dont, I too started to think the same and so before the rust seeps in let me write...a story close to my @random heart!

MY UTOPIA

Lub-dub...lub dub...lub dub...shuuuuuu....shuuuuu...oho! Mommie please don't eat so much spice...ahhh..it hurts!

"Hush, Little Baby Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy..." ....zzzzzzzzzzz. 
So mommie is asleep! let me sleep too!

I see green...the lush green on the lilly farm...kissed with the little pearls...I see a polka dotted cow with a Pink mouth....hey cow don't you brush???...I see a red...red of the carnations...I see orange...the orange of the rising sun, hey sun you look like a mango...I see mangoes......I see angels...gold and silver angels... that's my utopia!
I...I..I see white!!!
Help...help...help!!!
Oahhhha oahhha oahha!
I see green...green of the doctor's uniform! Hey doc, careful...it hurts!

I see the wolrd...the funny faces of granny...the silly actions of Ravi dada... the loving smile of daddy...the tear in the eye of mommie...hehe...so melodramatic!!!

I hate :( ... I love every thing else! I find karela to be most beautiful veggie...I find rats to be the cutest things...The cockroachs look so interesting...I wonder what they say when they see me! In shor I love to see the world in the happiest of the ways...

Hi! I am Naina! I am the super pampered daughter of Mr. & Mrs. Das. And I am 16 by now...well i think so!
You might be finding it weird...but I have really lost track of how old I am!

I was born in the year 1992...(don't calculate...just listen)...with a silver spoon in my mouth! Both parents docs...a brother 10  years older and already so mature that he could be taken as my father jr. So all was well...hey by the way did Amir Khan finally give up saying... 'all is well?' it kind off irritates me! Sorry...where was I? Oh yes...my life. My life was like a Karan Johar Filck and I did like Hirani movies too...untill...

The winter of 2007! 

Yeh...bhaiyaa muze bhi do...ahhhh...pls...pls...pls...I love laddoo...nice and yellow...

Dressed in a 'millionaire' sherwani my brother looked so stunning...I have no clue why girls called him motu...he was just 93!

Dhum...dhadammm...dhooommm!!! 
No...pls dont light those irritating crackers arround this place!!! Choti daar jati hai! 

Choti...kya kar rahi ho??? Niche aao...

Wow the sky looks so beautiful! 

Black never looked so beautiful before! The diwali fireworks lit up the sky in seven colours and  it looked like star dust...the dusty streets looked stunning...the red and white paper scraps and the chakri going round and round in middle...wow so beautiful! I saw something which I had not for a long time...may be years..I saw angels...in gold and silver...hey was I dreaming...day dreaming...night dreaming??? I think I saw my Utopia - yet again...

Dhushhhhh.....shuuuuuinnnnnn....dhaaad...

Daddyyyy.....

I see black...only black....

That was the last day when I could see...Naina has closed her eyes forever... I see nothing...feel nothing...I have been sleeping for all these years...I wanted to do so much...be a painter...climb Mt. everest...say yes to Chintu (Rohan) :)...smoke atleast one ciggy...get high on tequila...god...why?

I think I sound too sissy...any ways...I wish to see again...breath again...be born again...

Let me go back to my Utopia...give me a chance for euthanasia... 




P.S: 
Utopia means a good world
Euthanasia means a good death!

I want the later to reach the former...




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