27 December 2015

You Don't Have To...






You don't have to like me;
I don't have to hate you.

You don't have to remember me;
I don't have to forget you!

10 November 2015

Love is a lucky draw

Telling your parents about your love, 
and,
asking their permission for marriage is like - participating in the lucky draw where you are the only one participating, 
and,
still, you are not sure about winning!

09 September 2015

It's just you who knows how you feel!

It's just you who knows how you feel!
It's probably just you who go through all ups, downs, and sufferings in love, and no one else can understand that. It's just you who knows how hard it is to give up on someone who is so close to your heart. 

Your friends or family might console you for a while but they will never understand what you are really going through. They will never understand how difficult it is to think about someone else when they ask you to stop thinking about someone you loved for and dreamed of for years. And when you have invested so much time thinking about him or her, even simply thought of thinking about someone else makes you feel guilty.

And, then sometimes you don't understand what's right and what's wrong. You don't know what should you do next - give up on someone you hold onto for a long time or give a thought about someone else.

Probably it's just you who understands you or maybe it's not even you! 

06 August 2015

Matrimony Profile - Why Not Here?

A married friend of mine accidentally suggested this to me.

One day we were talking and I asked how was his married life.
'It's demanding,' he said.

And, while talking I mentioned that I was thinking of registering on few matrimony sites. First he questioned why didn't I give it a try with love-marriage, and asked me to start with asking the girl(s) I like.
I told him that I was done with asking about it to the girl(s) I like.
'Did you ask right question?' He asked.
'Yes, I did. Right questions to right girls!' I answered.
At least I thought those were the few right girls I knew.
'Did you really like at least one of them?' He asked.
'Yeah, I liked all of them.' I said.
'And were you in love with any of them?'
'Umm, yesss, I was in love with one of them.'
'And?'
'She wasn't in love with me!'
'Oh, man! That sucks!'
'Yes, it does. I have spent years sulking about it. If that's not love, I don't know what it is!'
'Was she the one?'
'Yes, she was the one!'
'Did she knew about this?'
'Yes, for past four years she knew, and she always knew that I liked and loved her.'
'Did she had a boyfriend?'
'I don't know, she said she likes someone. But I am not sure he was her boyfriend. And, even if she was her boyfriend, she won't marry him!'
'Umm, is she the one you wrote about?'
'Yes.'
'And she knew about that too?'
'Yes!'
'That totally sucks! May be... OK this is what I think, may be you deserve someone better than her!' He said.
'She said the same thing to me that she wasn't right fit for me and I deserve someone better than her.' I said. 'What do they mean when they say things like this. Do I look like someone with odd measurements that no one ever fits for me?' I asked.
'Dude, there is nothing wrong with you, seriously! Sometimes we don't get what we always want! Just don't waste more time thinking about her, move on! I got one idea - why don't you put up your matrimony profile here on your blog?'
'What the...!'
'Yeah, you heard it right! Put it up here. Let's make this interesting.You were in love and not in a relationship. You can put your data here. Lets see if any girl with a similar story like yours reads this and at least gives a thought about this. How old are you now?' He asked.
'Same as yours! Just completed 27 years!'
'Did I marry too young?' He asked.
'What? And, this is the time you gave your marriage a thought?' I replied.
'Freak! No, I am just kidding with you. Or did I really marry too young?'
'Maybe!'
'Anyways, give me your laptop. Let me write this one for you!'
'Are you sure you want to do this?'
'Are you sure you want to get married someday?'
'Yeah, someday!'
'Well then hand it over to me, let me write it down.'

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Name: Manoj.
27 years, 5 ft - 8 inch, 68 kg, Wheatish complexion.
Did Bachelors in Engineering in IT from Sinhgad Institutes, Vadgaon, Pune.
Doing job in Pune in an IT company since 2010 till now.
Does coding and writes stories with same love.

☆☆

From a well educated family:
Dad - Lawyer.
Mum - Housewife.
Brother - IRS through UPSC exam [Govt. of India], married.
Brother's wife - Nayab Tehsildar through MPSC exam [Govt. of Maharashtra].

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- Can watch 20-25 Hollywood movies per month!
- Can speak total filmy!
- Can crack funniest and punniest jokes all the time.
- Down to earth, always loved sitting under the green trees and blue sky!
- Got songs for most of the situations.
- Has caring, sensitive soul.
- Loves coffee, tea, colors, good stories.
- Loves all kind of music from Marathi Lavanis to Bollywood Songs, Ghazals, Qawwalis; to English Rock, Hip-Hop, and Pop songs!
- Owns dimples :)
- And yeah, die-hard romantic! Yes, you read(felt) it right!

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For more details - ask anything you want to know.
Email id: empulsea @ gmail dot com

02 April 2015

As beautiful and tender as you!

As beautiful and tender as you!She was the one who would make my heart run faster and breaths run slower at the same time. She was the one hearing who was always a pleasant experience. She was the one with short hairs and a cute smile. She was the one I had a huge crush on. She was the one I was resting my love-life future on. She was the one seeing whom would make something in my stomach. She was the one I could stare at for hours. She was the one why fell in love with caffeine. And she did not know that.

Those lovely feeling and thoughts in my heart for her were seeking a way to outburst themselves. And, I couldn't share those with anyone. Not until I was sure about something, something that I did not know about her feelings about me. That’s where diary came to rescue me. And then till the right time came, only my diary knew – how tender yet a heavy load of feelings my heart was carrying, and what I was up to – something huge, huge for me, and something beautiful, beautiful as she was!

06 February 2015

मी राञ यौवनाची...

नभ सारे तुझे जरी हे
तू चंद्र माझा आहे...
मी राञ यौवनाची
अन् तू पहाट आहे...

विसरू कशा सख्या रे
तुझ्या मिठीतील राती...
तो स्पर्श मोरपीसांचा
ती बहरलेली प्रीती
ती बहरलेली प्रीती...

गहीवरल्या तुझ्या मिठीत
हे जग मी माझे पाहे...
मी राञ यौवनाची
अन् तू पहाट आहे...

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