Well , the greyish clouds are seeing its peak at the current moment . I was emo-ing big time earlier on . After my Management and Economics paper , I went to my grandma's house to spend some time there . Then all of a sudden , past memories came flushing back . I got reminded of my late grandpa .


My grandpa's one of the best ones whom anyone can get and I've got many reasons to say that . I was 11 when he passed away and at the age , I couldn't quite comprehend what exactly death meant . I thought he was sleeping on the death bed and that one day after having a nice chill-out session with the God he would come back to us . But as I grow older , I realised that he was sent to a different kind of place - where the doors to exit was sealed . He would never come back . You know I could remember once I asked him a question ...


Me : Grandpa , why do people die ?
Grandpa : The human body is like a machine . It will get spoilt one day
Me : then when will mine spoil ?
Grandpa : * looks at me lovingly * when you grow older ...


Damn ! I really miss my grandpa . The man who only spoke Malayalam to me . He purposely did that so that I could master Malayalam . And I am proud to say that till now , I can speak those words he taught me 10 years ago . He was the man who bought me all my favourite type of toys . He was the man who fed me with love . He was the man who told me folk stories and asked me to guess the moral of each stories . He was the man I really did look up to . He was the bestest ever man I got as grandpa . I really really really miss you . It's been 10 years now , but I'm left with those memories - memories that will never die out on me .


I don't quite know what to say but all I ever want to say is , each and every life is precious . Those precious beings have delicate hearts . No matter how stone-hearted one can get , emotions will never die and that is something that reminds us of how precious we can be . When we miss someone , we have the liberty to cry out ; feel the heart breaking into smithereens . When we are happy , we can laugh out really loud . Emotions that you can never control . So , perhaps , as long as we stay alive , lets not try to hurt one another and spread our happiness to all . I would rather be called a faker , a pretender , a liar , a drama-mama or whatever you want to label me as but at least I know that I made someone smile at the end of the day . If I get charge for making someone happy that I shall by all means - willingly accept my crime . Let's spread happiness people . Down with selfishness .




DHOOL 08 - special shoutout to AEROCRATZ


Frankly I've got no words to describe them . They moved me TWICE ! . Their performance gives me the goosebumps . Their hardwork , their passion to bring dance to the next level , their commitment , their courage , their soul , their fury , their creativity , their song selection , their costumes , their make up , their PRESENCE simply moves me . Seriously , they have made Indians proud . Instead of doing the same old type of dance or ripping off Youtube videos , these guys have been taking the initiative to think out of the box . I really don't know what to say but ... i'm just soooooo proud of them . Hats off to them . *salutes*


Dhool 08 - Semi Finals : They have to choose a song from the 80s to perform for .





The music piece that was given to them to conjure up a dance to show their creativity . I think Haydon Roy did soo well . His facial expression simply rocks !! . Oh My God !





Their first dance at Quarter finals of Dhool 08 . I love the music piece . I love their courage . I love their dance . I just LOVE this !





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Vithiya 'Vitz'

11 Jan 1987

Undergrad (Psychology)

Manchester United

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