**RISHIJA SINGH TiNg TiNg TiDiNgGgGg**

HELLO! HI! SAT SRI AKAL!

My name is singh,RISHIJA SINGH and yup you guessed it right,I am not a terrorist ,I am a girl and yup a girl that’s it with no extra qualities nothing

I am not so beautiful,not so intelligent actually not at all intelligent,and I screw up every third thing I do in my life.unfortunately I am a blogger and more unfortunately this is my third blog,so it has to be screwed up anyway

So I decided to write about my life till now in very brief

Take a deep breath,keep your hands on the chest and now tolerate it

I was born on 24^th December 199? (oh c’mon you are looking for year,forget,I am a girl I told you)

Till class 6,i had no ambitions the only thing I dreamt of was to marry a handsome boy with handsome salary and having handsome children.but after reaching 7^th I started taking tuitions and became really good at maths,and then like everybody the only thing I dreamt of was becoming an IITian.well I was an IITian till my 10^th ofcourse,in my dreams.after 10^th,I went outside my hometown and joined coaching like every third IIT aspirant and then there I did a lot of hard work for the first time,yea I did believe me..

1^st crush,1^st beer,1^st day 1^st show,1^st mobile phone,1^st orkut account.and all these firsts led to my last ranks in the class.i screwed my 2 years and then went back to my home.

Gave boards,gave entrance

Passed boards,failed entrance

Then I decided to change my stream,I did it and chose journalism,luckily I passed the entrance.well right now I am a hopeless journalism student and hope to remain that in future also.

But looking at my condition I think I will end up with my very 1^st dream only.

When I am in the class,I feel like I am the only tabloid writer among "the guardian’s" writers

And when I am at my hostel I always wonder “is there something else in the world apart from facebook?”

And my mind replies “yes there are you- tube,orkut,twitter….”

MISSION SUCCESSFUL

Yipppppppppppiee

I think I have bored you guys enough.my uselessness has no end but this blog must end now before you guys start posting slangs in the comments.

Take care for now

And I know…I suck!!!!!!

**NO COUNTRY FOR WOMAN**

I am a poor black nubile
burden of my parents head
on monday the boy saw me for a while
i was shying and was getting red

he saw me,we talked and then he was gone
on tuesday,i was rejected said the phone
i was feeling dejected and alone
but on wednesday,again i was shown

i am the same poor black nubile
burden of my parents head
he too saw me,we talked for a while
but 'no' yes a 'no' was all he said

days then months then years passed
but all i heared was a big 'no'
i believed marriage is in god's hand
but now i think its a one man show

that fortunate day also came
when i turned into a married woman
i thought all my dreams came true
but no marriage is not everything you do

one night he came half drunk
punched,kicked and dragged me
i was so hurt and i couldn't even stand
all i was paying off for my being "she"

the next day my in laws were beating me
reason was nothing but the less dowry
i was so hurt and i couldn't even stand
then i got to know there is no woman's land....:(:(

**DELHI through my EYES**

Its the 1st time,as you can see,i am writing on my blog,so am really excited and clueless at the same time,that on what topic should i write on..so i've decided to write on what i feel,what are my views,what are my experiences of DELHI being an outsider
DELHI, captures a small area on the map of INDIA,much smaller than BIHAR(my hometown),but when i first visited this place in 2008,i was surprised by its hugeness and crowd,seemed like delhi has people from every part of india as well as world,obviously coz of tourists and migrants..it was such a colourful experience for me..and the most amazing part was my journey in the metro..i was so impressed by this invention..which alone makes DELHI a metropolitan city..it was my 2 days visit of this place..everything appeared so beautiful to me.
well i never thought of living at this place alone,but,you never know,after 2 years,i managed to get admission here in a renowned university,and since then life has become a roller coster ride,each day comes like its my 1st day on the earth,with new experiences,sometimes good another times bad..
life is not all about "roti,kapda or makan"  here its about "pizza,gaadi or brand" and i'll surely like to mention 1 of my favourite dialogue from the movie NO 1 KILLED JESSICA "here nobody is anybody,here everybody is somebody".how true the words are.everybody seems so powerful here that you'll feel so small..no matter how small or confined the mentality is gaadi badi honi chahiye..i always wonder why a place with metro facility needs so much of cars???
further,night life in DELHI is also not about "feeling sleepy" its about "feeling drowsy",it alone shows that the city never sleeps..everybody is in so much hurry,everybody has to reach somewhere,everybody has to get something,and yea again i would like to mention this everybody is not anybody its somebody..mind it :)..
only delhi alone produces so much of news that you won't get time to read about the rest of the world,this is also i find a reason why people here are so self centered.one thing which i have noticed while reading the newspaper apart from scams,the news of rape cases,it has become the part and parcel of newspaper.almost everyday you can read a new rape case,forget the ages of victims,even the accused comes out to be under 18,which is really very disheartening.it shows how the morals and characters of children is deteriorating.parents think by enrolling their child in the best schools they have done their job,and it can alone make their child,the best.which is unfortunately their misbelief

it is really sad that such a beautiful city faces such harsh and dark realities..and its hard to say that whether DELHI should cry on such sad facts or should be happy on its blind growth..
whatever its my time to pause and your time to rethink...
is it really "kaat kaleja dilli...mera kaat kaleja dilli le gayi......"?????????????