Would he???

“This blog is written from Aaliya’s perspective”

After spending some time in the waters we decided to sit on the shore for a while

Filosopical HR..

And then when I entered the waters I felt no fear.

I was like a baby who sees ToysRUs for the first time.

We played in the waters for such a long time that I didn't realize that I was afraid of the sea.

Drunk Bastard ...

Did U just drunk propose me??

Well I did propose u but I am not drunk, maybe I am but I know for sure that it's not the booze. It you who is making me act or sound drunk.

The Girl …

“Ok, so now you have found some one finally who you want to spend the rest of the life with and whom you really love – Aaliya”

“I think so – HR”

“U still not sure??? – Aaliya”

HR Speaks – Finally !!!!

“Finally u finished the beer, and good that the rum is here – Aaliya”

(Oh she is back so quick, I didn't even finish my smoke)

RUM RUM RUM RUM !!

“And my dad, sometimes detests me for liking Islam but he knows, I like the learning's and nothing more so it’s ok. Else he being a Rajput who has seen people from the nearby country destroying peace and harmony in our country would kill me for even knowing that I want to go to Pakistan – Aaliya”

“Bhaiya ek Breezer dena, are u even drinking – Aaliya”

Get me an Interpreter!!!!

(So yeah, Aaliya and I are sitting and drinking in the morning and she is talking about some consummation and shit)

(And I have no idea what this term means, she is too good with words and her vocab is definitely better than mine)

Happy Happy ...

“Wake up Aaliya, we are getting late – HR”

“What time is it ?? –Aaliya”

“Its 8 and I have my first lecture at 8:15 – HR”

“Aargh why did u wake me up so early, my lecture is at 8:30 – Aaliya”

How it ended..

After the revelation of the girl and her family background even my balls began to shrink of fear, not for me but for HR :P but I had to know the story any ways so asked him what was going on.

He introduced me to the girl (Shaambhavi) and told me to speak to her and then started the story of a distressed girl L

HR Shits Bricks!!!

July is the season of holidays, it is the season when one goes out, learns new things, meets new people, make new friends. But I remember distinctly what happened that July with HR.


“ - Now a day’s u seem to be loitering around a lot- “
Just imagine if such a statement comes from the Elder Brother of a Girl whom you have just met and started hanging out 

What is this LUV??

I know it is not appropriate to add in my views in the midst of the Hopelessness but then couldn’t avoid, after all even I am an emotional being and speaking to HR and blogging his thoughts has made me think as well … About Love.


Though m no expert in this field but then m sure HR will not mind me ‘hijacking’ his story and sharing some points …

The First Love (HR’s Version)

So now that you have heard my part, time for the story by the man himself … The lovable loser – HR J and this part will be in the voice of HR itself for more effect :P

7^th Grade

“I have noticed this female in the other section; she is not that great looking but has got good eyes.”
“Eyes”
“Eyes”
“Off late I have realized that I am invariable going to the other section for some context or the other, I just hope I am not getting attracted to ‘B’ “

The First Love (My Version)

Yeah so as I had mentioned that now I am in Singapore so the interactions with HR has reduced but when I told him that I have started working on his story, he was more than willing to call me up and tell me about another episode of his life. This episode is of what I had an hint but was never sure and when HR gave me details of that incident, I was shocked at the extent of hopeless’ism of HR  :P.

Newaz let me start with it …