For those of you who don’t know.. Opening up today… I’m an intense chocoholic😂
I’m literally addicted to chocolates.
It wasn’t just sheer nostalgia that prompted me to write this blog, but the surprisingly rich and indulgent taste of this chocolate that suddenly hit my mind.
Does it ring a bell? The OG fancy chocolates before Cadbury launched Silk and Bournville. Even the haters of white chocolate bought it just for the masterpiece that it was.
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Does anyone of you remember the Disney edition – CADBURY WOWIE? It would have Micky Mouse characters in white chocolate embedded into the chocolate. It was so so good🥺💝
I remember eating around the chocolate and then collecting all the characters and storing them in a container😂
They aren’t available anymore sadly. I really wish badly that they would return🧚♀✨
I have no idea which decade this belonged to, but my closest guess is around 2003-2010. There is differing information on the internet about it, but I haven’t found any official statement about its production’s shutdown either.
I’m sure that those of you, who have had the privilege of tasting the Dairy Milk Wowie, know what it represented and meant to us💜
If any one of you also have any such thing lost, vanished and unavailable….do mention it in the comment section…would love to know🌸💜
They fall in and out. Talking about break-ups and heart breaks. You can also un-love someone strikes me as amusing.
You know literally, I see matches being made not in heaven but on Tinder. I wonder how are matrimonial sites any different from online shopping.
I see love being expressed with cheesy texts and how it has become synonymous with sex. “Like seriously??”
I see how people are falling in love with the bodies, with the shape of them (hourglass issa new body shape trend now….ugghhh!!)
I see poems pilled up with dust sitting in the corner, ’cause Shakespeare’s lovers are now bae’s and babies.
I see the sunsets and sunrises waiting to be seen but do they know the corner seats have already been booked?
I look for the albums but they tell me the photos now live on social media.
I see people having crushes and flirting because they don’t want to fall in love. Valentine’s Day is all about gifts, buy me some and I will all be yours.
If this is love I am better off alone.
Maybe…. I will forever be a dreamer believing in my delusions of getting handwritten letters and reading poetry together.
Maybe I will forever be the misfit who thinks forehead kisses are so much better.
Maybe I will always want to go on amusement parks and long drives rather in clubs and parties.
Maybe I will always want our dates to be in libraries and not somewhere where everyone’s around looking at you with “Awww” and you flexing around.
Yes, I would never want his wallet of money but his bag full of the hidden demons he has been carrying for so long.
Maybe every weekend we will do a movie marathon sitting in our pyjamas than roam in the malls wearing those painful high heels.
Maybe I will always use hugs as a true sign of love because honestly, hugs are so underrated.
I will be the love I would always wanted to receive.
You know, honestly, I don’t know, what “love” is. All I know is this is not what great poets meant when they talked of love. . Yours, 🌸🦄
Yes… You read that right, birthday’s make me feel sad at this point of my life🙂
Evey year, you wake up to a barrage of notifications. So many text messeges, so many missed calls and God knows what not.
T….h….e….n??
The next day is just about eerie silence on your phone (apart from the friends who send a ‘belated’ wish.)
All the phone calls or texts just ask you one thing “so, what plans?” you think about your day, and try to come up with something exciting…and, if you are anything like me, you’d just want to be left alone like any other day.
You keep asking yourself, what’s even the point?
What’s the point of everyone remembering and celebrating you for “ONE” day and then forgetting you for another year?
You find yourself replying to people you haven’t spoken to ages.
You know… I have just realised, as you grow older, birthdays stop being about gifts, parties, or friends. They start being about more responsibilities, maturity, and burdens. As you grow older, birthdays just become a stinging reminder of the things you have not done. The things you could have done.
And….
On this day, your overthinking brain just refuses to shut up. On one hand, your close friends are doing a countdown for your birthday and on the other you can barely keep up with life.
It’s been this way for me… It’s when you don’t understand everyone’s happiness around you when you are just wondering what’s even their to celebrate.
Writing this just a few days prior my birthday and ouch. It hurts.
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I’m done with people, completely. I don’t put any efforts to make friends or to make them stay.
I’ve come to a very true realisation that everyone leaves. That’s the way of the world
Nothing surprises me…you may find me giving fake expressions like…. “Awwww”, “ohh my gawdd” , or “woooowwww”…..Duh!!
I’m too kind of dead inside to feel anything, at all. Planning to hide behind a wall and jump out to scare me? jokes on you.
There are days where I’m like Yoda, giving lessons of love and life to my friends, and then, there are days where I can’t tell the difference between purple and blue.
And ….my advices range from “don’t give up” to “why are you even trying?”
I like the stories of my friends spending the night dancing away, but I’m that person who wants to be home by 9pm in the comfort of my bed.
Every single one is up-to date with all the social media apps, from maintaining streaks to instagram feed, everyone is trying to be “cool”. But then, there’s me who has even left displaying my photos on profile picture.
I find my religious stuff more peaceful and interesting (the only thing I’m proud of) than whatever people of my age are listening to…
I don’t show love or any of my craziness to people I talk these days… I don’t want to.. I feel nobody that genuine.
And I think, all of these experiences make you mature🌸
The only hope lightening in me is I know that…. This too shall pass💜
….Boredom is a real thing🤧
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Also guys… Share your thoughts down below in the comment section that what you miss the most or how time has changed you as an whole of a person…💌
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I know… I understand it’s been quite a while you’ve acted all insane on streets with your friends
I know, it’s a been while since you’ve met your friends, hiding from the world to a corner and talked for hours listening to the same playlist.
Yes I know you had a life over there, and now, all of that seems like it was ages ago..
You miss those late night drives….or hot cocoa under blankets during a night out.
Miss those times while you use to sit and bitch about the people you and your BFF hate equally…..because as they say:
You know you are best friends when you love the same things and hate the same people🐒🙈
It’s been a while since you’ve gotten sloshed with your friends. 4:20pm/am is just another time that the clock shows now.
It’s been a while since you’ve hugged that one special person, and God, what wouldn’t you give away to feel those little things again?
You feel sad somewhere.
Yes, being home is nice and all but now, you just want to go back, and live on your own.
You feel stuck at home, on some days. You can’t talk to your friends without using ‘code-language’ for certain things.
You miss that freedom that you had.
It sucks. All of these sucks.
It feels like the walls of your bedroom will eat you up, on some days. And I don’t know what to tell you to make it feel better.
To the ones who are away from thier college/work places. To the ones who are away from their family / friends. It’s tough, and nobody knows when it will come back on track.
For now, hang in there, and go tell your family members or friends how much you miss them.
Cause… I do!
Me being in a different city now, miss all of these, and my friends being in different cities drifted apart, phon is the only medium between us.
It’s a new place , new type of people here, new adjustments.
Trust me you are the luckiest when you have your family and friends close to you in the same city or place… Go hold on to them tightly, and never let em go ever🥺💜
“Little by little, day by day, what is meant for you will find it’s way”
You will find someone who’d wait for an entire hour without getting mad at you, because they’d know you’re gonna be late, as usual.
You will find someone who’d laugh at your lamest jokes because they’d genuinely find them funny.
You will find someone who will let you have your space, but will be there for you, always.
You will find someone who brags about you to others when you are not around.
You will find someone who will sit and watch and all the Disney’s / Marvel movies with you even though they’d like DC more.
You will find someone who will love you as if you’re the last person alive on this planet.
You will find someone who’ll be your umbrella on a scorchy afternoon.
You will find someone who makes it safe to lay on their chest while they stroke your hair when you’ve had a bad day.
You will find someone who won’t keep a count of ‘sorry’s’ and ‘I love you’s’. Rather, who will make it all seem right.
You will find someone who will make pancakes for you.
You will find that someone who will cuddle with you for hours and let you sleep in their arms.
You will find someone who will just click with you so effortlessly that everything will seem alright with them.
You will find someone who will listen to all your rants, and hug you tight when you break down.
And, when you actually find that someone, you will know. You will know that why it didn’t work with anyone else. You will know why you felt restless in anyone else’s embrace. You will know why you stayed up all those nights.
But, when you are already blessed with someone as such, hold on to them as tight as you can and never let em go. They deserve all your love💜
