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19 November 2014

Life is unfair

Life is unfair when you love her for more than six years, when she knows it for more than four years, and when you can't even make it to be friends with her no matter how hard you try with no matter what good intentions!

Life is unfair when you take months to find those correct words that describe how you feel about her, and when she thinks scantily for a few hours and swipes away all the words you said to her.

Life is unfair when she declares you as a good guy and disdains you saying she doesn't want to hurt you anymore, and when saying so she leaves your heart with the wounds for a lifetime!

Life is unfair when it's always the gentle and sensitive heart that gets hurt, and when it's always the person who is truehearted gets betrayed!

Life is unfair when all you want in this world is to love her, and when all she wants from you is to leave her alone!


07 October 2014

We are sold off to...

This nasty world is damn full of all types of businesses, and every one of us is selling some or other thing. We bath, we dress, we eat, we speak, we love, we hate, we work, we earn, we spend, we buy, we sell, we all do some or same damn business throughout our life. We sell a truth by lying, we buy a lie truthfully or vice-versa.

In the life we have spent till now: We have sold off – our “time” to social networks, where we dedicate ourselves to sign in and out of numerous social networks, check in and out of every place we visit. We spend hours reading notifications, commenting and liking every piece of damn good or ROFL or so cute stuff we hardly read or watch twice.
No wonder we don't remember what our hobbies were or when we spent time over those hobbies for the last time.

We have sold off – our “privacy” to our cellphones, where we hold our all good and bad stuff and all our dirty little or giant secrets, and, we are continuously granting access to all damn permissions needed to reveal our identities to any applications we install.
When was the last time we told our friend a secret and when he or she shared with us his or her secret?

We have sold off – our “money” to ecommerce websites, where we spend without thinking, unwisely falling in for so called deals and offers. Saving in our credit card information online, typing in access codes and OTPs (One Time Passwords), we are tracking and waiting for our delivery parcels to arrive.
Remember the times when our mother gave us a ten rupee note with four folds, and the ice-cream we bought with that money or the brand new hundred rupee notes our dad gave us to get new shoes we always wanted to kick football with? And, when was the last time we bought something for our parents?

We have sold off – our “friendship” to lousy friends, the ones who don't even call us back in years. All the time we spent with our friends, all of the pacts we made, all the secrets we hold about each others, all the crushes we talked about – what happened to those? Was all that time a waste of our time? When do we got so busy in our lives and offices and work to forget about friends. When do our friends lost a touch with us?
How many of them called us in for their weddings? How many of them we are going to call in for our wedding?

We have sold off – our “love” to unfaithful lovers, the ones who never loved us back equally. Those innocent crushes, that gradual realization of being in love with someone, all those years we waited for true love to arrive. And, what that true love got us into – a mess? A mess full of lies, broken promises, unfaithful acts, heartless emotions?
The last thing we wanted to sell off – our hearts, and we sold it off, too easily, to the ones who never deserved it, as they rightly said to us some or other time.
Read write talk date love
What's left there to sell off now? The child in us or the wild in us? What will happen to us? We are busy knocking doors at located thousand miles away from us through internet, when will find out who lives in our neighbourhood? We are allowing access to our lives to whole world via internet and cellphones, when will we talk with a friend and empty our heart to ease the burden of tension we are carrying. We are spending in thousands of bucks online, when we will stop, think for a while, keep some amount aside and will donate to some good cause or charity? We are busy with our work, we have to be busy, but when we gonna call an old friend and crash land his house to give him a surprise visit? We are busy finding a date online, when will we ask out a boy or a girl we have a secret crush on?

Be it a wearable smart-watch or a wall-clock, the ticking clock is selling time when we are busy deciding about which one to buy from a pile of deals and offers it is advertised about.

Live the life to the fullest – do read, do write, do converse, do talk, do date, do love. And don't get sold off to false deals, cheap lovers and lousy friends!

27 September 2014

You are a nice guy but...

“You are a nice guy but...”
You are one of those unlucky guys if you have heard this from a girl at least once in your life - “You are a nice guy but...”
“... But what – you love being with assholes?”

This reaction sounds rude but that's often the ugly truth in the story. If a girl starts giving an excuse starting with “You are a nice guy but...”, that would be the lamest excuse a girl will give to reject your proposal. It doesn't matter if you are truly in love with her or not, she is definitely not telling you the truth.
The truth here would be - “I don't like you that way.” or “You are not my type”. But she will declare you as a nice guy, act as a bitch and push you away for some asshole. She will leave you in a confusion by not stating the truth. She will put you in a dilemma, and you will start thinking if you were such a nice guy, why she was not so into you? Is she a bad girl or does she really like someone who is not nice.

You are a nice guy but


Here are some more lame excuses girls gave to boys when rejecting a boy's proposal or when dumping him. 

1. “You will find a good girl, forget me...”
"Forget you? Really? I waited for you months and some years and finally when I tell you about how I feel for you, this is what I get in an answer?
Maybe I don't want a good girl. You are already best for me. You don't have to pretend that you are not good for me. Just tell the truth that you don't like and leave.
I don't force you to like me, so you can't force me to forget you."

2. “You were the one I wanted to have children with but...”
"... But what – you loved sleeping around?"

No comments on this. A single line from the boy single in a relationship is enough!

20 July 2014

Falling in for that girl in the bus

Her short silky hair tied up with tic-tac hairpins,
the tiny silver earrings she wore,
dark kajal in her eyes,
her lively eyes,
and, the flawless face, 
her bubbly voice, 
and, the soothing words coming out of her pretty lips,
the shiny watch she wore on the left hand,
her gray colored full sleeves t-shirt and blue fit jeans,
her white colored shoes,
and, her slim slender body.

There was no chance at all to resist myself from falling in for that random girl in the bus!



18 February 2014

तू एकदा...

जग जिंकले असत तुझ्यासाठी ,
तू एकदा जिंक म्हणायला हव होत ...

तुझ्यावर मरणारे बरेच भेटले असतील तुला ,
मी जगतोय तुझ्यासाठी ,
तू एकदा पहायला हव होत ...

माझी नजरच हटायची नाही तुझ्यावरुन ,
गुलाबी तू , कातील ,
कधी उधळून रंग गुलाबी ,
माझ्याकडे तू पहायला हव होत ...

सगळे खेळ मनाचे माझे , भास तुझे ,
स्वप्न तू , श्वास माझे ,
कधी पत्त्यांचे बंगले माझ्यासव ,
तू बनवायला हवे होते ...

गेलीस फुंकर मारून ईमल्यांवर स्वप्नांच्या माझ्या ,
पत्तेच ते जे पडले , गडगडले मन ,
पत्ता शोधीत माझा कधी ,
भेटीला तू यायला हवे होते ...

चहाचा शौकीन मी , अन् तू कॉफीची ,
एक वाफाळलेली कॉफी ,
तू सोबत प्यायला हवी होतीस ...

ती कवितांची वही जी ,
मी फाडलेली तू गेल्यावर ,
अन् आठवले परवा मग ,
एक चिठ्ठी इतक्या दिवसात ,
तू लिहायला हवी होतीस ...

ते निरभ्र आकाशाचे रंग निळे ,
अन् तू गेल्यावरचे मेघ काळे ,
परत येऊन एकदा गच्चीत माझ्या ,
कोवळ्या उन्हात ,
तू नहायला हवे होते ...

ते दिवस धुंद होते , अन् राती मंतरलेल्या ,
मग चांदराती घेऊन हात ,
चुंबल्या ओठी ,
गीत मुके ते ,
तू गायला हवे होते ...



14 February 2014

You will always be the one for me!

Hi,

I know your inbox must be flooding with messages today, 
and,
I also know you don't wish to see even a single msg from me in your inbox. :(

I know that I don't need a Valentine's Day to convey my feelings to you (which I have already expressed to you). Because, I believe love is not meant to be celebrated or expressed only today. It is a lifetime commitment to be made and followed.

But, still I can't resist myself from wishing you today. I can not stop trying because I will never give up on you, even when knowing that you don't even think of me as a friend.

I know how hard to get rejected in love, 
and, 
I know how hard it is not to get and not to be with the person you love the most.

So, here I am wishing for you from my heart - 
"May you get the love of your life & may you get to be with your love on each coming day. May you get the love from the one you like and love the most.

Happy Valentine's Day!" 

I wish nothing for me but your happiness.

PS: You have, you are and you will always be the one for me! ♡




10 December 2013

She loves you more, she says!

There is nothing warmer than the tight hug from the girl you love. It is the warmest feeling when she wraps her arms around your body when you are shivering with cold. She takes care of you when you need it the most, and you do take care of her all the time. When you two are inside the same blanket, and when she uses your left arm as a pillow sometimes, and she tosses and turns restlessly flipping her side. You too turn your head in her direction and wrap your body around her from behind. You look into her eyes and she smiles. She sleeps after some time, you are still awake, looking your angel sleeping peacefully for hours. Your arm doesn't ache even after hours. Her soft hair touching your arm is the sweetest cure for the arm ache if it does ache. And when she complains about headache, you press her forehead gently for countless times. And sometimes she goes to sleep without eating anything during her periods, and then she wakes up in the midnight with pain and holds your hand on her stomach for some minutes. And then she asks you to bring her a glass of warm milk in the midnight, and you do bring it for her adding a spoon of sugar. Every time she coughs your lungs feel pain. She knows this, you know this. And, she hugs you when she needs your warmth.

And when you two are inside the same blanket, in a cozy bed on some winter night - you want to move your hand on her body, and she wants the same from you. And your blanket makes noise with your moving hand. She feels tickles, she feels love, she blushes. You get goosebumps, you feel warmness, you feel love, you blush. You two make love. The clothes are making noise, obstacles, she says. She wants you to undress her slowly, you do the same. There does not stay a single cotton thread between you two, and then the hug brings new magic with it. Soft kisses, tight hugs and breathtaking moments - all that she wants, and all that you want. She wants your long fingers to reach every mile of her body, it's a never-ending road she says. She deliberately brings your hand to all the places she wants and she wants you to do the next moves and explore her. It's a never-ending path, you always like to explore you say. And sometimes she refuses to get undressed, but she likes your fingers sliding inside her clothes, so she says. Every time you kiss her she closes her eyes, and she trusts you with whatever you doing. She likes to feel every kiss as lovely and passionate as her first kiss, and she turns you into a perfect kisser. It's not the magic of moving lips and tongues she says but the love moving in your heart for her.

She asks you hundreds of time the same question - 'Do I look fat?'. You always say - 'No, you don't look fat. You look beautiful darling!', and you put a kiss on her lips before she could react to your answer. She pushes you back gently, showing fake anger and says - 'Liar, you are lying. I know I have gained a little weight but I know you love me more!'. You pull her in your arms again, and she hugs you tight. She loves it when you play with her curves, she feels tickling love. All that makes me tickle is your love baby, she says. And sometimes she sleeps with her hairs untied, spread all over the pillow. And sometime she moves around you in your bed so that her dark hair will fall and move on your face. Her hair smell great, you kiss her hair and run your fingers in her hair. And then you run your fingers on her forehead, cheeks and her soft, wet lips. And, sometime she bites your finger, she bites it hard. And in return you bite her all over her body leaving the love-bites, making her blush every time she feels the slight pain when something touches those love-bites. Love is a constant source of pain and pleasure she says.

You forget all the pain you once had in your life, so does she. Her being there with you is everything for you. And you loving only her, with all emotions in your heart is everything for her. She makes you complete, you make me complete she says. Your world revolves around her, you are my world she says. You love her endlessly, she loves you more she says!


She loves you more, she says!


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