Facebook Lessons (F on Day 6 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Times of being busy
Being really really busy
Busy doing nothing
Busy killing time
Are the times to loathe.
So we make time to be on Facebook.

Source: Google Search

Debating, fighting trolls, bullies, cyber harassers while attempting hard to make sense out of our point. Perhaps trying to make people understand our point.

That's when I learnt a few things through Facebook, and here they are:

1. Tolerance while facing disagreements from friends. No two people think alike, how can friends? It is important to respect each other's opinions, not to get into a trail of updates that faintly demean your friends.

2. Standing up-to cyber harassers and bullies. Well yes, this is big one and I did stand up to one quite recently.

3. Satire while dealing with the trolls. When logic does not make sense, satire does!

4. Understanding what I just do not want to be. I live and let live, so I do not want to be a bigot, extremist and someone with an orthodox mindset.

5. Clarifying when being misunderstood. Not everyone will read what you meant with your words, in-fact they will dissect each of your words and come up with conspiracy theories. Arghh moments they are.

Author's Note: With Facebook and social media interactions, our ideas of life, philosophies and the way we view world is out in the open. Some of us are against this concept, I am not. I can put myself out there with my thoughts and things I truly believe in.

And yes, from time to time I do feel that there is an overdoes. I switch off, thanks to the deactivate Facebook account option!

P.S. Facebook Lessons for F - April 7, 2015. My sixth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Emoticon Magic (E on Day 5 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

To some it is a cute little gesture
To some it is gross exaggeration
To some it is perils of technology
To some it is a soothing touch on mobile screen
To some.......

You like them, hate them but you cannot ignore them. Because yes, they have the power of flashing a smile on your face when you are low, or make you go mad at a friend who purposely sent you one for making you go in rage with angst.

Allow me to reinvent the old adage - Emoticons speak louder than words.

People don't use words anymore. From Whatsapp, Viber, Skype to BBM the struggle for finding the best emoticon to fit into our emotional state is on.

Feeling feature on Facebook allows a user to add a feeling accompanying an emoticon. For feelings that are not auto-listed, a user can put them up as status and use a suitable emoticon to express one's feeling.

Here is one of those Facebook experiences:

Drop in the comment box your funny, serious, not-so-funny, naive, boring, ...... Emoticon Moment. 

Author's Note: While emoticons are creative way of expressing how one feels, sad faced emoticons get my blood boiling. Just the look of it, no matter who sends it.. Arghh!

P.S.: Emoticon Magic for E - April 6, 2015. My fifth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Peshawar Seige, reminder of my encounter with Terror

I think I was in 8th standard, my sisters were in 6th and 3rd - some short circuit, some sparks and kids ran towards the ground. Rumour said it was a terror attack, some said armed men have held us hostage and a few kids are badly wounded. It was all rumour though, but the entire school was shocked and assembled in the ground. And my eyes frisked the ground trying to locate my sisters, and they found me and we three were together.

I recollect back in September 2008, I was in Gaffar, Karol Bagh moments before the serial blasts in Delhi, me and my younger sister were in metro when we got to know about the blasts. We turned back to CP to catch up with our youngest sister and reach home at 11. It was a curfew at 8 pm. ITO's traffic signal that has always been choc-o-blocked was quite, and we quite had made up our mind that there is gonna be no conveyance today, we might have to walk home. The biggest accomplishment that day was that three of us were together.

Indians could sympathize with #Pakistan on #PeshawarSeige because we know the pain, fear and helplessness that terrorism causes. 

I have grown up with terrorism as a way of life, just like a road accident or a heart attacks. Whenever I heard a minister delivering a pompous speech on anti-terrorism, I would think of whether this man knows about people entering metro premises without being frisked? Does he know that at this point we are not hitting the root of terrorism, a tragedy that could have been avoided to create a terrorist? 

Let's talk about Taliban, there is no good or bad Taliban, they are men with Guns teaching boys to hold guns. Do not let them flourish because beyond all righteous and not-so-righteous is humanity that says COEXIST. Pakistan, your Taliban (your good Taliban) does the same with us what Peshawar attack Taliban (the so called bad Taliban) did to Army Public School Kids. Those kids fought solo, by stuffing something in their mouth, or by acting dead, they did a great job. But they could do it only because you were camouflaged by the dead. Can we just be alive and not be shielded by something?

Pakistan I am sorry for your loss, and my heart goes out for the families who have lost their loved one. I am sharing some words of Gulzaar

अपनी मर्जी से तो मजहब भी नहीं उसने चुना था,
उसका मज़हब था जो माँ बाप से ही उसने विरासत में लिया था,
अपने माँ बाप चुने कोई ये मुमकिन ही कहाँ है, मुल्क में मर्ज़ी थी उसकी ,

न वतन उसकी रजा से वो तो कुल नौ ही बरस का था,
उसे क्यों चुनकर, फिरकादाराना फसादात ने कल क़त्ल किया 

Author's Note: As far as my encounter with terrorism is concerned, it seems that it is my sole responsibility to protect myself if a terror attack happened. When one does not have a choice, all one can do is to bravely declare it as a sole responsibility because yes, I fear next time it could be me - point blank at a terrorist's radar. And for the love I have for people close to me I do not want to imagine any loved one in such a scenario, so sorry I will stop here than to elongate that emotion.

Friendship and the Nots!

We have all had our share of fake friends, they are those who show with all their might that they care. But when you are not there, they make fun of your weak points. They discuss you with other people, only to derive some pleasure of gossip. At times when you are there, they will out of innocence make a comment that will pinch you so hard that you will wonder if what you understood what the real meaning of that comment.

Sometimes people take you for granted. They start thinking that they are living your life, and knowingly or unknowingly start doing things that the you do not like. Here are a few things that I do not like and just hope that I do not do these to you. 

When I think about friends, here are some things I would not do to a friend:

#1. I will not judge you. Simply hear you out - with no judgements. I mean it!

#2. I will not have crush on your crush, or hit on your guy.

#3. I will not speak on your behalf or make plans for you without your consent.

#4. I will not feed on your pain point, even when we are no more friends.

#5. I will not ignore your phone calls.

#6. I will not influence the choices you make.

#7. I will not get you to tell me something that you do not want to.

Author's Note: Friendship is an association that will help people grow, together, for better. I will never pull you down, or manipulate your choices.

P.S.: If you are being a false friend then our friendship will drift apart, of not soon then within a matter of weeks or months.

Rigmarole!

Question: If given an option for an eight day week, which day, out of all in a week would you want to repeat?

The Friday morning is a happy morning, you wait for the day to end and facebook status reads TGIF.. No hard work today and all the tasks get dragged for the weekend... You stay up till late night, watch a movie or too.. chit chat with friends and make plans for the weekend.. the weekend celebrations begin from friday night.

Saturday morning is when you realize how messed-up your room is. Everything that you have used during the week is lying next to your bed, on the table and in your bags, the wardrobe is all in a state of dizzy...You realize that if you have managed things better, if you kept every stuff at a proper place, than life would be easier.

On a Sunday you find time out of busy shopping schedule, catching up with friends, meeting the grand mom, doing the weekend grooming and et al... Sunday evenings when you have a face-pack on, you start arranging the messed-up stuff in your room. You are tired, but you have decided that you will cut the clutter and clean it up.

The morning blues experienced on the Monday, take a backseat as you feel good about you clean and organised room. You get up and get ready for work. Since you had already decided what to wear, you don't messu the with wardrobe and the undecisiveness. For the day, you bid a good bye to your room, you tell it that you will miss it and you love it the most in this world. In the evening you open the door and see it all neat and clean.

The feeling is very similar to the feeling a day before is when Tuesday's sun knock from the window. During the day, you are told that have to get some documents, and you remember that you had seen it and kept it at a proper place. Although you are confused between a few places :-/. Evening is as neat as it was a day before. But the dried clothes have found their place in the wardrobe, and it looks a little messy.. But as long as its not visible to me, its okay! But what about the documents, especially with this friend's calling up, you delay taking out the documents for the next day's morning.

You get up a bit early on Wednesday as you have to get those document. You feel proud that your cleaning drive worked well and a hi-five for keeping the documents at the right place. As you check out all the places which could have been one of the proper places for the documents, but you dont find it anywhere. You find it at the most unlikly places, as you had put in a lot of effort to keep those important documents at the right place. Your wardrobe is messed up.. But that is ok, you promise that you will get it back in shape in the evening. In the evening, you realize that your nails are chapped, you try to recollect where did you keep the personal grooming kit. You end up messing the dressing table, throw everything on the table and start working on your nail. You wear a nice nail paint shade.. As the nail paint is wet, you cannot fix the mess tonight.

Thursday morning was tasked to fix a bit of the mess that has been created. But you are already running late for work and waiting for the weekend as you need to spend time with yourself. And since the weekend is blocked, you promise to yourself that this evening things would be cleared.. In the evening, no wonder you are tired, and then there is Friday too..

But but but, my dear friends, there is more to it, remember what the post started with....


The Friday morning is a happy morning, you wait for the day to end, and facebook status reads TGIF.. No hard work today and all the tasks get dragged for the weekend..................................................................................................................

Author's Note: Yes.. I am the you in this post!

I reckon that during those growing up times kids had certain set of beliefs, including the concept of oceans (with Shesha Chaturvedi), that breaking promises was a crime.. I wonder, if it were true should you be hanged till dead for not standing upto the mark. I made promise to my room everyday, but I stick to them only on a Sunday, which can anyday takle a backseat dependending on my schedule, however whatever state it is in, I love my room!

PS: Writing this post was a therapeutic and beautiful experience for me. At last one post for the month of March
PPS: Refereing to the question, I will choose the Saturday.. What about you?

Happy New Year 2011

Everything comes with an expiry term, so did 2010, here comes an account of last year and the resolutions for 2011 etc!

The advent of new years was greeted with being with my maasi, mausaji and my sisters! What were we doing.. well it was all palm reading, chit chatting and discussing life! I tossed off to sleep by 3:30 or so... 

Amongst the bestest things happened to me in 2010 was meeting Saumya.. This is the second time when meeting someone for the first time casted a beautiful impression on my mind. The first time was when I met Pari at the hospital when she was born. I remember how much I wanted to have a sister, now we are the self proclaimed power puffed girls! Coming back to Saumya, who ran to me, hugged me and said I love you Shine Didi! I will never forget this meeting, perhaps for the lifetime.

I felt all the more rejuvenated during the last week of 2010. During this time I realised that I wanted a change, everyone does. Don't you feel that monotony kills.. It does, it rots you from inside, hijacks your creativity and keep singing sad song!

Another important facet about 2010 was Diksha's winter visit, I remember all that I was scared of was what if she catches fever.. Her parents will never allow her to visit us again. Thankfully she went back home in the best of health.

Other things that made 2010 special were weekend cycling during the rainy days, listening to music all night long, evening walks and bargaining!

Considering the resolution bit, I resolve to avoid loosers! Thanks everyone, who made me feel important. I will enjoy my singlehood! and do everything possible to make my life all the more better! And yes, not to forget mentioning my lovely blog.. Brace up guys to read some more posts! 

Friends

Fake friends... I wonder why do I have many? Perhaps, I come across somebody as help to them, and despite realising that they are fake, I stick around wishing that my belief is wrong or the other person would change. Now I realise that I had been making a mistake, rather a blunder! For some I was important as I was a source of notes for them, some wanted me to extend favour every now and then etc etc... 

But why did I turn a cold eye to  those minor signs which say that you are being fake?

I realise that I have been bringing disgrace to the concept of friends.What is real friendship? Something that is described aptly in KK's 'Yaaron Dosti bari hi haseen hai...' 

So a few words dedicated to all those who are just so special for my friends~

I know I can be silly with my actions, but you mean the world to me.

I might have never told you that you are amongst those whom I love!

Dear friend, thanks for accepting me the way I am.

I hate those irritating things that you do, and I laugh at them thinking about you :), this makes me adore you more than I ever did.

I do take your suggestions seriously and ponder over it!

When I find myself in trouble, I wish you were around.

You teach me to be right, and stand with composure.

I can confide all the silly things I did, without the fear of getting my actions analysed... Sigh

Author's Note: Considering the beauty of the word friend, I proclaim that I will erase those so called friends, who actually are fake pals out of my life. Apologies to those who did not succeed in conning me :p

P.S: True friends are hard to find and I love all those real ones!

Rain and Adventure!

An adventure trek, a rain cycling expedition, swings & snails, a true culinary delight, re-living childhood, planning to make it big! All in one.. and that too on a Sunday!!

My long lost and recently found friends (Shesha and Rochana) called, asking if I would accompany for a cycling trip tomorrow. No prize for guessing that I was prompt to agree. Cycling and that too at Bonta (Kamala Nehru Ridge, near North Campus, Delhi) has always been my favourite. Unlike the all concrete Gurgaon, or uncomfortable gaze of Noida people.. My city has diversity of being the classic city and the nature at North Campus invoke a sense of I in me. Despite being born and bought up in Delhi, I still feel that there is so many yet to be explored weekend-getaways I got to visit. 

My plans for the trip kept tossing between 'yes I can get up' and 'no I'm too sleepy to get up early', I messaged her with a very heavy heart that I don't think that I will be coming, as getting to sleep that day was tough. But the excitement for the trip kept a mental alarm on me and I was awake by 4:45..... Great I messaged her and fixed meeting at 7.

Adding to the euphoria was a cloudy morning. So thankfully its not going to be too hot to ride. I keep going for these trips and have stumbled quite often. Now I am no more wary of loosing track and falling head on, perhaps, I feel that it is all the more fun to fall while riding a cycle. And I already warned my cycling buddies to not make fun of me if I fall... 

Five of us assembled at DU Metro Station by 7:30.. It was raining cats and dogs! We kept our stuff at a safe place and rain did not deter up from taking on the planned adventure trip! We hired cycles from the Metro Station (as economical as Rs. 10 for four hours, do check the breaks).

After exploring bonta, where we met the monkeys, snails, worms among others, we planned to visit Xaviers. As we had two of the alumini with us who were more than eager to reach their school that they sped their cycle often and often waited somewhere on the way for us to reach. But it was me and followed by Shesha who got there first :p!

Then we gorged on Chole Poori and a glass full of Lassi at Bille Di Hatti, Kamla Nagar! After that we headed straight to the destination from where we started, slipping the wheels of our cycles through logged waters.

Back home I realised that it has been really long that I took rides. Got to visit WOW soon! Lets plan guys...

Author's Note: Nothing can stop me to take an adventurous trip. Not even 2.5 hours of sleep.

P.S: Click here to read what Shesha has to share!

When Fever Strikes

Blogger has been really unwell... Last 11 days played a prank on me! Anyways now I am back to my real khadi clad, kajal smudged self :D

This is what happens when one is bed ridden for whatever time.. Initial days, the patient thinks that I will get back to normal in one or two days, its just the weather playing havoc to my health. Friends and relatives call, asking  about wellbeng. But hey I am on medication, I should be getting back to sleep, as it is I am already feeling sleepy... ZZZZzzzzz......

After around two days of expecting that the medication will work, the patient here in question i.e. the blogger feels that something isn't right. My face seem to be swollen, and by the end of the day mercury on the thermometer rises to something like 102 / 103 °F.. Huhhh by now the blogger feel that every sound is irritating her and she needs some peace of mind. Whoever enters the room reads this unwritten law to keep silent, to avoid her geting up!

Again an appointment is cracked with the doctor. A family doctor! He likes my name, and probably thats the reason that I dont wish to change my doctor. Each time I visit him, he pays a compliment to me, which helps me feel great during those sickining times. Moreover I have been treated by him for years now, so he probably seem to be knowing my medical history.. (as if I have been too ill for long.. huh)

This is the conversation I had with the Doctor...

Doctor: Hanjii Kapoor Sahab, kaise ho? ( How are you Mr Kapoor? Though it should have been Ms Kapoor, but this is also cool)

Me (well great respect has been bestowed upon me, but still): I am not really well. See my face its swollen, and I have fever too. My head is aching and spinning too..

Doctor: Swollen! Is it swollen? Taking out the Blood Pressure instrument. (I dont think that instrument is made for me, Ignorance in bliss)

Mummy: Yes, her face is swollen, and she has fever too, by night she gets sick.

Doctor (After being reaffirmed by mum): Hmm, and (while touching my forehead) Fever?? Naa, U seem to be cold. (While checking the blood pressure, which read normal).

Me: I do have fever, Im damn sure, just put in that thermometer.

Doctor: Smiling and taking out the thermometer

And as I knew I was in fever, the thermometer read 102 °F, and this was when the doctor's eyes popped out, with his hand reaching my head, telling me, you are cold, but you have fever. This is not good. I will change your prescription, get some tests done.Take whatever for five days and I am sure you will be fine.

I uttered all that thoughts going on in my mind, it is Dengue? I have rashes too, or is it Typhoid? M fever shoots up during the later part of the day? Or is it allergy, see my face is swollen, its possibly due to allergy. 

Well call me once you get the report of the tests, was what the doctor said. 

Tests, that too blood tests, where a syringe drills into a vein and  takes the blood out? Naah, Im not scared of it.. I am pretty ok with it. The reports were fine, so no Dengue (thankfully) or Typhoid (cool). But yes it was allergic reaction, posibl the first severs allergic reaction I have ever had in my life. Dont really know what caused it.

Back home I knew that the moment I will pop a pill, I will fall asleep. And I so much wanted to sleep, with my head spinning like a pendulum. 

Some of the characteristics of fever:

Even minor sound makes you get irritated.

Often turn the phone on siklen mode, coz guys I cannot talk, the more I talk the more I feel sick.

I want my mum to be around.

I wanna have coke every now and then, along with whatever sweet.

I develop hatered for the typical meal. It smells wierd, please keep it away from me!

Folks at home dont have to keep coming to me asking how am I feeling. Let me just rest.

I realise that I had been silly for wanting to get sick so that I can stay at home. I could have just took off!

Author's Note: When fever strikes, its awful. I wanna stay healthy and in my full spirits always!

Birthday!

And this is what happens when you turn an year older!

At the outset I would like to thank for all the wishes on my birthday that falls on 12 July! The day and the following day were amazing and I was out of the reach of virtual world! My apologies to all those who messaged / wrote posts on facebook wall wishing me on the day! Thanks a ton guys!

The day was momentous, my room is on a renovation mode and I was struck in bad weather and traffic late at night! And I will always remember this birthday as a out of home super adventure celebrations!

Now what is it that happens when you turn an year older? Friends sing 'many boy friends to you' and her mum correct her 'no just one husband to her!' Well I am not planning to marry this year itself, but I think I am not meant to be single this year! So the guy hunt is on! Please, for all those who feel that they can come ahead and ask me out do so, but its purely upto my discretion to accept it or no!

My cousin sister tells me to find a guy! According to her Abhay Deol is good and I can go ahead and ask him out! Well how do I find his contact number and she is quick to tell me to dive in the virtual world, call him up and he will not come to Delhi to fight with me! She has just stepped into adolescence but she knows it all. She tells me that check out his lifestyle, attitude, personality, behaviour, family!But for me only three things matter! I would rather keep it to myself than having someone changed to those parameters, probably unconsciously. On my asking her how does she know all these matters, well its all thanks to"Rakhi ka Swayamwar"! Sigh

My other cousin could not stop a wow when she was informed that I cut two chocolate cakes on my birthday :)

What is it that would have made my birthday special. Well its rain, it soothes me! But its after effects (read traffic, mucked up, sludged roads etc) freak me out! 'Any surprise is better than no surprise', this can also make my day. 

So what are my resolutions this year? Well I am all fed-up of following resolutions so I resolve the funda of resolution by exclaiming that "I will take life as it comes and be happy!"

Author's Note: This is a post dated post! Love my sisters, family, cousins, and all my friends! I would not have grown this old without you~ (cough cough)

P.S.: Never ask a girl her age, a guy his salary and a student his/her marks, it hurts :p

Think

Think Aloud, Think Afar, Think Again

Sing on like a frail

Dance your way to fame

Jump off the drain

Swim to catch the yacth laurels

Fear no one while saying over again

Reach for skies

Take a dive

Think Aloud, Think Afar, Think Again

How important is ones sense to think? I know its important for everyone to think, as I would be crippled if I was deprived of my ability to think. So what is it that one thinks of?  I think about a lot of things and thinking actually braces one with the ability to answer, debate, blog (of course:D). Thoughts can take you to un-imaginable limits, thoughts can motivate you to do what everyone told you is impossible. 

My cousin who has just hit the teen age thinks about what her favourite actoress Kareena said while she was drunk in '3 idiots'. She asked me Di what is a Gay? I replied to her that gay is a person who is attracted towards a person of same sex, females are called lesbians and males are called gays. Great I managed to answer a teenager's thought process, and then came question number two, Di what does impotent mean? Impotent is a man who cannot produce kids. Ohh what is it that a man has to do to produce kids? Thats where I was confused as to how to explain to her. But I tried my best to give her a satisfactory answer. 

Shine Di: See you know people produce kids after getting married, and not before it! Right? 

She gave an expression of consent. 

Shine Di: So there is something that a man contributes while a woman have babies. 

She said ok. 

Sigh! Did I do it well and did I clear her doubt. Well I was satisfied that she said ok, I was rather feeling proud of myself. I just taught a sex education lesson. She thought of something and thought that she can ask me to clear her doubts. 

There are many things one think about, some find people to clear doubts about their thought process and some don't. I at times get answers to my thought process on my own or through family, but when I am struck somewhere I don't know if what I think is right of wrong, I feel really feel lost. But then that is what human nature is about, philosophies give rise to hypothesis, which are challenged to give birth to laws.

Author's Note: Its important to think to be able to live and gauge the energies of being a human being! Ponder over it :D

Who is this "You"?

Of late I am coming to think about a lot of things. Professionally, personally something (read many things) is (read are) not falling in place. I had some plans and seems that I have lost track of those. I had many dreams and cannot recall them back! Gosh I need help!

I am super confused. Is this what I wanted to do when I use to tell people about my relished qualifications and a sense of accomplishment that I got when I received an acknowledging response from aunts and uncles. That sheer recognition took me to square up!

Thats what a quarter life crisis is about and I know that I have fallen right there! 

And then I found you! Whenever I feel that I have no one to share it with I turn to you. My cries and smiles, the sorrow and applauds are all listed in you. You are always available for me. The most beautiful creation, my mentor who guides me. This you has many forms and shapes. 

I have had many such yous in my life:  

Remember that I as child, all the trees in the locality were the you. They use to swing when I spoke to them. I use to talk to them very often.

Then I grew up to find that the stars also listen to me, they twinkle along my songs. Stars became my night pals.

Then I found that my siblings are also the you, since then we have been the best of the buddies.

Then I found that my family was a shell that was a collective you.

My pals held me through thick and thin of life.

Author's Note: If you share a similar experience, find the you and everything will fall just in place.

P.S.: I do acknowledge that I still have all the above-listed yous in place. In addition there is one more. Guess who's it?

Blabber! Oops Blogger~

Although I never felt like putting my everyday chorus on this blog, (by now all the dedicated followers of my blog know I have a personal blog for that ;P), but today I wish to try my hands at it.

I herewith plan to feature a usual day of an unusual blabber! Oops Blogger~~

This stared with an early morning day, packed with meeting over coffee, luncheon briefings(read in the pantry with ofcourse Nish)! I get up after one hour of snoozing alarm, on both the cell phones! As I need to catch-up with the beauty packed sleep. Rush to brush, bathe, get ready and sip into whatever is available to break the night-long fast.

The moment I step out of home, there is an awakening of a feminist inside me. A contradiction of ideologies over reaching office in time or should I fight with that moron, well whatever that is... Now all you guys know why am I mostly late for office.

Well, after a grilling day in office come a mirror-showing moment. Your beloved blogger still manage to look stunning! Well the proof for this come as people sharing contact details by reciting their phone number 9177 ~~ something louder than they ideally would have. Wish I noted his number and put it here!

It was fine to acknowledge my good looks, but that stingy A** got a bad stare, and a clear signal to brush off otherwise the feminist will take on. Besides such sweet acts just make my day!

Author's Note: This post is dedicated to all the blabbers out there! Brush up your skills people, Blabbering is flourishing the creative industry today~

Defining Flirt....

Of-late, I have been bugging my sister by seeking definition of flirting. After consistent questions and her un-fazed expressions I was tempted to of course google it. And that followed asking my friend as to what do they mean by flirting?

Ravs after initial  bugging predictable pata nahi, followed by a of-course a Google search stated, flirting is a common form of social interaction whereby one person obliquely indicates a romantic or sexual interest towards another. Rav intends to change the entire dating system in India, and seek invitations from gals to take him out on date. Not me dude unless you take me on a long drive in your new pulsar :p

Sharing an extensive insight, Abhi who has been crazy for a gal for more than 2 years. He wants that the gal should know that he is a decent man. While the gal feels that he is an angry young man. His idea goes like, 'there are many forms of flirting like acting over smart, trying to initiate a talk, this happens at the initial stages. But when you know the person for a considerable amount of time, then compliments like nice nail paint, hair etc matter, followed by telling that you look gorgeous amounts to flirting. Though Abhi outlines that flirting is a negative connotation.

Vibs says that it depends on an individual's perspective. Sucking out seriousness from relationship amounts to flirting. While he believes that flirting is the first step toward firming up relationship, if considering a long term perspective.

Coming on to a girl's perspective, Shesha said flirting is playful romance for temporary period. On asking if flirting is short lived, she agrees saying that if a guy with genuine intentions try getting close to a gal and if his intentions are true and not temporary, the act may not called as flirting.

Psychology student Ritu says, that the word come across something negative. Its hip for the youth while if we consider the societal perspective its something negative. Being a brimming face of tomorrow's young India she feels that its uncool to flirt! True intentions should prevail, as the concept's misuse, end up emotionally weak people insecure and depressed.

While Nish, who is in bed trying to recuperate from fever believes that flirting cannot be tagged as something wrong. Its wrong if it is adopted with a teasing or time pass approach.

The brilliant self proclaimed ideological guru, the author of this blog, Ms Kapoor after this survey care to point out that flirting has been largely perceived as a negative connotation. Healthy flirting is fine, it should not be such that one get into relationship after flirtatious deeds just for fun, this was echoed by all the female participants in the survey. The findings of this quick survey also reveal that both the genders give their due credit to serious facets of flirting. Its a two-faced sword!

Author's Note: Readers are welcome to put their understanding of flirt via comments. People quoted here can add further by contributing comments.