Niel Costa's life

It is a nice thing to dream....but day dream? Niel Costa is a common boy like you and me, his dreams big like yours and mine, yet all of it is at stake in love. Would you live your dream or your love?
Lets read Niel Costa's story.

author: Niel Costa takes over

I hate classrooms, they feel like boundaries and they keep closing on me, the chatter, the noise, the teachers, the chalk dust, I hate it all. I just wait for the bell to ring, so I can run outside into the open air. Today is special, father says we can travel the world if he gets promoted. Oh, btw my parents are way qualified to be my parents, my mother is a best selling author Linda Turquoise and father head of the tech department at World Trade Centre. I hope we can just fly off today, I will miss madam Elisa-my first crush and a girl named 'Anjelo C' who lives a few blocks away from my home. You should never tell mom that, last time I was all around her house while I bunked school for fever. I think mom knows at times with the brilliant eyebrow thing she does when she says 'Anjelo', I behave not to know the greek thing. With all the acting skills I think 'What does it take to be Tom Cruise?', maybe that is something I could do. My acting teacher suspended me last time because I actually kissed the girl in a romantic scene, he said I was supposed to skip that-Tom doesn't skip that, huh!

The air outside is pretty chilly, I hope we can fly to some Neverland or NeverStudyland. The bell rings 'Crinnnngggggg'-Go to hell classmates, I'm going to fly away :) .

Home is very quiet, mom isin't home? The walls are eerie and mom's breakfast is lying rotting. The place seemed deserted but I was too busy in my dreams to fly. Maybe mom's gone shopping or has she ?...

-------contd. on this link, click on link below to read part(2) more----- http://pennmarks.blogspot.in/2014/08/niel-costas-life-2.html



The following post would be there by 10th aug, Niel seems a little busy.....The following post has been updated in the above link, click on it to read the following post. 

Me & Social Media

We've not been friends very good i.e. Me & Social Media. Well, I thought maybe I was missing out on something great. Plus, you being my readers, advisers and only people who care after my parents should have better ways of bonding & contact. So, I started my accounts on google+ and Facebook for a start.
On the right you could connect via google+ or facebook.

Here's the fb follow link-


Sorry, for some reason couldn't get the Google+ button working above. Please suggest, I must be doing something wrong, will get it fixed asap. Due to the lack of time to huddle a lot of good stories or thoughts, this will be a good way to keep sharing the daily fun-o-activities and in the process I would get to know you. Wow! Seems exciting, wish to see you soon.

Join me and tag #FWP meaning Friends with priyaani so I can see your updates. There is something more, I will write a story on the lucky 5 who join. :) So, who's gonna be in my story? You? or You?

Failed Identity

#SadAlert If you are in a bad mood don't read this, it might make you gloomier. I'm facing this for quite some time now, the feeling of depression, identity crisis. Yes! It is very common may be but as writing is a way to calm me down, I thought sharing it with you can be of help. Perhaps you could also tell me how to best solve it.

I believe these are some of the grey days where i'm utterly confused, restless and hate the way I am. On the contrary I do love a lot of things about me but the single fact 'Who Am I' bothers me too much. As is know life didn't turn out the way I had dreamy planned it, it hardly so happens. So was the reason I actually got to writing. Any of you in 20 something are undergoing the same time? Or maybe you've been through it.

I sometimes wake up crying, or even feeling numb about whoever I am. It's not really my fault I didn't get famous and be known, yet I don't know how to work things out. The very first things I did last time I was here at age 18 was:
1. learn dance
2. lose weight
3. look in the mirror and feel great
4. get a great job
5. grow fashion sense and shop

After sometime, now I am almost addicted to what women say 'Shopaholic'. Yet, it's not long lasting, the feeling only stays away until I stop shopping, or I keep if away while i'm with a friend.

Some even suggest, I am 'lonely', with a house full of people. I really don't agree to that. Yes, friends might be at a minimal and some of them even bitch around your back, so they dwindle further. But there's this other problem in your 20's, the opposite sex declines friendship and well a blunt 'Love You' cannot be more fake and disgusting. Someone who doesn't know you can obviously not love you for the right reasons. Plus i'm into sports, books and so many things usually online, so it's not really 'lonely' there. Moreover the right people sometimes don't turn back but betray and yes that can be quite a heart break and no more trying out 'love' thing.
On too of all the feeling, the following video got me more depressed-
Incase you can't see video- [Link] is as follows on.ted.com/Jay 
All together, it's a mess........I wish I could beat this feeling like last time. Do you have any suggestions? Do let us know, many of our kind would be helped.

Sorry if I messed up your day, just needed some help maybe. -#confused20

Life beyond barriers

Inspired by Nikki Durkin, founder & Ceo of 99dresses. This is an extremely beautiful woman & very young entrepreneur. 99dresses is a startup failure inspite of their achievements that were just awesome. I salute this lady's spirit most of all. She is a person who dares to live 'Life beyond barriers' . This post is for her & the Nikki within us.

You me and everyone is limited, we cannot see beyond a point, we cannot think beyond a point, we cannot even feel beyond a point...so we all have barriers. We wish to break this each day, any barrier that limits us, that makes us less than what we can be and each day is an adventure in this pursuit.

It's always cold and starry when we start,
So much that you cannot really tell apart,
Bitter and cold in the snow,
Feels like sometimes there's just nowhere to go,
Like the mirage in the deserts,
Snow storms make their deal to flirt,
I walk along the roadless way,
When I notice my belief sway,
No matter, no mind, no truth, no game,
Heavens! What made me come all this way?
It is so intense, the feeling within,
I cannot see how I defy it's sin;

The night is lonely,
The days are cold,
The ways are empty,
And I cannot take nomore,

Was it wrong a lifetime before,
When I had walked into this journey,
Knowing not all of the hazards,
Just listening to my heart that beat so fast,
To live a 'life beyond barriers'?

The time still runs,
The world's still fun,
The twinkling stars seem to talk,
Of stories that remain untold,
Maybe I am one of them,
Maybe just maybe our stories are one of them.....

-Best of luck to Nikki & team, I personally donot believe in failure and never will. I completely think Nikki(salute her spirit) will be a come back and make something many folds revolutionary. If you have a story, I hope this helped you, donot fear failure or you wouldn't learn to walk, fear is not what you need, hope is maybe your best hope. Please share your story, just drop me comments and i'll get back.

In the mean time, read Nikki's post on failure - click to read here

Life Or Childhood everything comes conditioned ?

For a child who was conditioned in its parent's arms.......you cannot really blame for its deeds-can you?

In dreamy eyes,
I used to wake up,
To see a smile on my mother's lips,
She always looks as beautiful everyday,
She probably is the only person who loves me for no reason at all....

Slowly my dreams die,
I come to know what they are worth in another eye,
I cry to myself and realize,
It is not life which is unconditioned,
It is not love which comes for free,
It is all entwined into a viscious circle,
In which I shall lose my dreams tonight......

My eyes grow weary,
Of every mundane task I do,
But it is not much to ask,
From a child who loves its parents a lot.......

My inner strength come to a stop,
Not able to take this jail anymore,
God I meet as a lonely friend,
Who guides me in redeeming my strength.......

Alas! Life doesn't come for free,
For everything is conditioned,
Like this one it be,
The life of my parents were not so long,
Every moment I spent, I thought the time was up........

Tears rolled silently on my pillow,
In a few days, An adult I had grown,
Perhaps God could help me find my strength,
To fight a battle most unfair,
He looked me down,
With loving eyes,
Sympathized with me on every ground,
And he said life was this,
He could stand by me in this sorrowful hour,
But not change it for destiny must not retire.......

Alas! I came to meet life,
As a child or half grown adult I don't know,
But every single day from then,
I know how it is,
I live the moments as much for others,
Because the me lost years back,
Maybe the rest is all I desire......


The child has never found itself as it grew up with conditions every moment in life. It feels God too has betrayed him and in the conditional life he chooses to live as expected, least he misses the moments he has with his loved ones today.

It got a little complex, I too got touchy. Sometime I'll put it in a blog, so you could actually understand more briefly what I mean to say. Do let me know your thoughts in the comments below.

When the sand drifts through our feet

Have you ever felt the tingling sensation on your feet while the sand drifts through your feet on the sand beach? I bet you have.... Every particle has its own fineness,  a new texture with the sea water they build. The water while it gushes through our feet back to its bed taking the sand with it. I could stand hours in the sea to feel this and never let it go. 

Yet the sea is difficult to control, it has always taught us to let go.....it will never listen to you, whether you are king or beggar. The sand when you try to hold it in your palm, it slowly leaves your hand empty and helpless.

Why do we like to build sand castles when we know it will wash away? What I am trying to say is, there is a certain joy in temporarity (i don’t thing there’s such a word). Sometimes we moan on things that happen and go but sometimes they are the best that could happen. For example suppose crushes were permanent, you’d have 10 million boyfriends today....which is not that bad actually save it’d take on your health J Now don’t you think, there’s a charm is temporarity ?

Somethings come and go, even we shall return to earth as dust......so is life made of 2 things both temporary and permanent. Or is it the things which stay for longer duration of life i.e. its lifetime is more than our we think its permanent while the others are temporary......like we feel mountains are permanent but they too do change just that not in some one person’s lifetime.

If you haven’t been to the beach and felt the tingling of sand through your feet, try it and think of this......maybe just maybe some things are best temporary????

What are your thoughts on this? Would love to know in comments below

Quick Desi Dinner - FruitySalad with BananaRoles

After the heavy party nights, the stomach urges some rest and light food. It is a great idea to keep things simple and make up for the vitamins and minerals you regularly miss out on. This is when I look forward to a 10 minute dish 'FruitySalad with BananaRoles'(+10mins for banana roles)

....here goes the recipe

What you Need:-

1. Honey- 2 Tbps
2. Fruits all kinds - I'll use Mango, Papaya, Apple, Watermelon 
3. Garnishing - Fresh Olives, Strawberries, cheddar cheese, parsley
4. Olive oil- 2 tsps
5. For Banana Roles - whole firm  ripe bananas - 2 , honey, cottage cheese
6. salt to taste
7. fresh pepper
8. fresh lemon-1
9. chocolate sauce if you wish
10. 1 microwavable bowl + 1 serving bowl + 1 serving dish..(Borosil does good)
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How to Make FruitySalad:-

1. Prepare - Cut all the fruits you wish to put in the salad. I usually use diamond shaped fruits for this.
2. Brush some Olive oil on the Lettuce leaves and microwave it for ~ 1+1/2 to 2 minute
   (This is not necessary but it gets slightly cooked and crispy)
3. Mix all the cut fruits in  a bowl and add honey, salt, pepper to it
4. Squeeze some lemon on it.
5. You may add cheddar to this but since we will keep it more healthy we will only use it for garnishing
6. Your salad is ready, we garnish it a little later
7. Cut the strawberries, grate the cheddar, keep the fresh olives and parsley leaves ready for garnishing

How to Make Banana Roles:-

1. Banana Roles are an interesting thing, you'll know
2. Cut each banana into half horizontally. Make a hole through and through each banana using a marrow spoon/knife.
   (Use firm but sweet bananas or it will get watery on cooking)
3. Fill the hole up with small bits of cottage cheese and intermittently add honey
4. Put this in your microwave bowl i.e. borosil and bake it till light brown(microwave high 1 minute) or slightly fry using a saucer

Serving:-

1. Use a glassware plate, place the bowl on it. The plate should be big enough to accommodate your banana roles.
2. Garnish your salad using fresh olives, cut strawberries, grated cheddar cheese and parsley leaves
3. Serve the banana roles on one side and top with honey or even some chocolate sauce

Your dinner is ready, munch into it. Healthy, amazing and quick. Let me know how you make healthy quick dishes?

A phony tale....So what will you do with my phone?

I was still such a misfit in this world I thought to myself as I entered post-grad college, wonder how a phone could do any good. Today's morning had been strange, a courier delivered a gift box which had a phone in it. It was so weird because it said 'Best Of Luck Clumpo', now that is  what was my highschool nick-super-insulting-name.
Shit! I slipped again....I knew a phone could do nothing. The phone is beeping, I look around embarrassed and notice everyone is laughing. I run to a safe corner and check my phone. I forgot to mention, I don't know who's sim it is, it was pre-installed yet it knows my name!!!!!
There is a message I open it -
'I help those who help themselves-Clumpo will you please check the Help button'.
I quickly checked the apps across, it had a weird App named 'Clumpo-Help', this had to be it, I clicked it. Nothing happened.....nothing at all, I knew this was stupid, someone was playing the fool and I was the fool as usual.

The clock struck 10 and I rushed for the Mathematics lectures. Immediately after being seated, the chalk came dashing to me and Mathew shouted "Tell me CP (short of Clumpo) what's the toughest maths problem?" I closed my eyes and sweat encompassed me.When I opened my eyes, time froze, the moment froze and I skimmed through my new phone and learnt the answer. Soon, the class resumed and I answered what I learnt, Mathew gave me a gloomy look, convinced he would need a new target now on.

So, now I could freeze time, that's all I could want all my life, everytime.

I passed a gang of giggling girls, hid behind was 'Sophia', bold and beautiful like always. I slyly caught a glance of hers from under my goofy glasses. The time was nearing and today I must propose to her before it's too late, I thought to myself.  Today was the day, our farewell party. The thought brought shivers to me, I had no dress for the function.......time frooze.

I quickly rode to the Bazaar and a whole collection of attires stared at me. What should I take, I'm no fashion freak.....I skimmed through my phone once again and yes I found just the trending stuff, took it and billed it myself, payed it to the frozen shop keeper. On the way back, I saw a small cat almost run over .... so I froze time, I had got used to it. I lightly lifted the cat and whoosh.....saved a life!

Zoomed back to college and I could see some people were already taking a note of the change. So I could stop time and probably beat up 'Jogger' who rags me for low IQ while he's the guy who's failed countless times....I eased myself and entered the farewell party through the back door. The guard tried stopping me but he lost count of time-How Wonderful. Sophia wore a red gown and she looked even more beautiful. I wasn't nervous, I could stop time now......and watch her all day long. Without a thought I neared Sophia and so close she felt uncomfortable. I whispered to her, "I want to talk to you". She stared at me and moved aside so we could talk privately. But I could feel the eyes on me, the whole party had turned to us. I scrambled my pockets for the phone but it wasn't there....betrayer! Jogger guffawed with my phone in his hand and I felt sick in the stomach. Sophia looked at me with intense eyes....I could die in them. The time was not to stop, I must face it, so I pulled her closer and gave her the rose from the table near. Bent on my knees I spoke, "your the most awesome person I have ever known and I wish I could have the honor to have this lady all myself, perhaps just a wish". Her eyes were a little wet, I didn't know why but she kissed me on the cheek, I knew the battle was won. Jogger was such a dumb head he didn't figure out how to use it, so he gave it back to me and I still freeze time around specially when I am with Sophia. Would you like a look at my phone?

-by Robert Clumpo, thanks for reading

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