Make love, feel love !

 Theme: Erotic, fiction, fantasy, stimulating. For adults only. 

Last night while i was ready to call it a night, i remembered you for the love and warmth. Seeing how beautiful God has made you, set my heart beat faster. I felt as if i can see you looking in my eyes, smiling with your lips spreading wide and cuteness of those white pearl teeth shining through. As you looked at me with those starry eyes, the desire to be close to you started to rise. You wore a black sleeveless top and blue denim shorts. You looked like a miracle unleashed by God to captivate the mortal soul of mine. As we came closer, my lips reached for your cheeks, soft and smooth like silky chocolate mousse. As i moved my lips to enjoy a dallop of goodness, my arms embraced you and brought your body closer to mine. My one hand tried to touch your back and feel the slippery slope while the other hand moved in your hair, gently holding your face in my palm and kissing your cheek and forehead.

With every peck, every kiss the desire to love you more reaches a new peak. And then our lips locked with warm breath exchanging a sweet taste from inside you into me. The deeper i kissed your lips, the more i felt being one with you. The tongues collided to wage a war of supremacy, claim the ownership of wild desires.

After a good session of unlocking life with lips, i wanted to look at you...your eyes, your cheeks, your lips...admire the beauty God has bestowed upon you. My hand moved your top and bra string off your shoulder revealing the naked shoulderline....and then my lips went to work...digging in on the neck line and shoulder and sucking a mouthful of goodness with each dig. The way you felt while i kissed your shoulder, inspired me to love you deeper and longer. The nervous start, the hesitant kisses were moving to a wilder desires.

 
Both my hands were caressing your butt as i slid them under the shorts. Then i moved my hand to unbutton your short and unzip it. As it opened up, the urge to pull it down and run my finger around your treasure cave was taking over. I glanced down below as the shorts fell to the ground and a dull blue color final layer defended the hidden gem. I had to unlock the gates to reach the treasure. Went down, kissed over the thin layer and pulled it to the side from front to place a kiss on the inside. As I started to pull down the cover, i kept kissing the clear surroundings to the cave. The last defence went down. It was time to massage the gates with my finger and feel the moist walls as love desires drench the inside as proof of mutual agreement. To seal the agreement, i planted a kiss on top of the cave with a little pressure and tasted the exotic fruit.

As my eyes pierced through the view of the caves, i opened up your legs and enjoyed those thighs like the main course servings at the buffet. Big kisses, wet licks....they are a treat on their own.
and then it was time....for the big reveal. i pulled up your top and took it off in a jiffy. The views were enchanting, captivating. Had to now unhook the final hold before the love flood turns into a tsunami. And there it was , the shining peaks....the mountains of ultimate desire. The tits were in sleep mode and had to be wokenup with a gentle touch. A rub of thumb, a little suck of lips..brought them to life. A squeeze, a suck, kisses all around...peaks offer the widest blooming garden. As i kept sucking on tits, it felt as if someone was filling me up with joy and quenching my thirst for love. The more you suck, the better it felt. The hard tits accounted for their presence with a scintillating performance. They were late to the party but became the show stopper.
As the time passed by or lets say as the time stopped ...we moved to the grand finale. 

It was time to dig through the treasure. It was time to bake the bread inside the hottest oven.. It was time for the deep dive into the bottomless ocean. You turned around and called for to be stroked from behind...for one to reach the deepest and most unexplored...it needs the strongest force to be applied. Every stroke felt warm, every stroke touched a new depth, the wet walls made for a smooth action. As the strokes became faster, the heart beat faster. The ultimate feeling of satisfying love was making the brain go empty and devoid of any thoughts. Just keep pumping, keep pumping, keep loving her till she doesn't tell you to stop. Love her till she tells you to love. As we lay in each other's arms thereafter, only the warmth and soft touch was left...there was nothing else. The soul was blessed, felt so alive.

Jab bhi tumhe chhoota hoon to khud ko jee leta hoon, teri baahon se tere labon se zindagi ki pyaas mita leta hoon.

You matter, take care of yourself too !

 

Every now and then i think about how people talk, think, interpret and communicate. In a life that's already stressed out with everyday hassles of mundane events and squeezed time, we tend to forget how life needs a kinder approach. Not only to ensure peace and happiness for others but for oneself too. 

from hereon, "We" will be replaced with "I" to focus on oneself

I am amazed at the fact and world will be equally amused that.... even if I am not there in the chaos or the regular grind...life will keep moving....people will keep growing....things will keep happening. 

Nothing stops, everything will adapt to your absence. Don't be like "Oh if i am gone, all hell will break lose". That's the biggest myth and even if its true, you are in a wrong place or with wrong people then.

Therefore, I need to find time for myself once in a while, do things I like, make a wish, go incognito, become invisible, look at a valley, hear the waves  crashing with each other, stare at the stars, camp in a jungle, meditate in a  temple...a thousand ways, a thousand things....I will find one get away for myself and enjoy it to the full.

Give your body, you mind, your soul a chance to dance with your own self. 

In one of my experiences, We went as a group for a meditation course. All one had to do was to sit and breathe. No movement, no shouting, no reciting...just sit and breathe. From early morning to evening, the sessions lasted 2 hours at a go with some breaks for food and rest. Early dinner and then lights out. Sitting there breathing and just breathing, a thousand thoughts started coming out. From childhood to school to college...stories, anecdotes...friends, enemies, parents, relatives, crushes, first love, second  love, third love...the future, the choices, the alternatives, the dreams, the challenges. Everything comes to the mind when you are just sitting and breathing without any external disturbance and communication. And then after a certain time, when you have exhausted all the thoughts and pondered over them again and again....mind goes blank...you start to really feel whats happening inside your body...the waves in your body. You come to know yourself. You are with yourself.  

Similarly, we need to break away from mundane routine, constraints, dependencies and make sure we do things that help us know ourselves, satisfy our physical, emotional and spiritual needs and desires. You can only do till you can, when you can't then you can only think and it will be too late.

So, i tell myself.....

I will travel for myself

I will eat for myself

I will love for myself

I will pray for myself

myself ! I will never forget myself. 

In the memory of the magician...

 One fortunate day wandering in the real world, a dream seem to have unraveled. 

Its so beautiful and captivating, eyes hooked on the twinkle of those starry eyes, the glow of the face, touch of soft skin, million dollar (USD) smile. 

The world can be locked down and one may be far but the mind will always be free to wander and wonder, can feel the sweet smell and warm breath. 

That divine feeling of sheer bliss.

A lesson in friendship

Neither you can make everyone happy nor you can save everyone every time, You are not God.

Thoughts in works..... 

A meeting that didn't happen - Milna jaise mile ajnabi !

As years pass by and i count every day that i have been away from you, it seems you are still with me somewhere deep inside. The connection i never thought will be so strong that it will make me cry every once in a while. No, this is not to say that i am a sad drunk lover now who can't handle someone going away but somewhere life misses you and i miss life...seems to me that it became synonymous with you and your smile. 

In my life i have this tendency of creating scenes, scenes that will happen or not happen some day somewhere. I still remember when we parted ways, i built a sequence in my mind when we will meet next. 

So here goes the scene...which i thought almost 7 years back.

One day, I will intentionally land in your city, call you under pretense that i have some work in city and would like to catch up with you if possible. You will say yes and we will setup some time. But the truth will be that  all i am doing in the city is to meet you, see your smile, hear your voice, talk to you looking at you. I will reach the coffee shop or similar setup before you. I have a song which will play when you enter the place. 

So, here goes the song.....

Tara tta ra tara tta
Tara tta rara
Tara tara
Jaise milein ajnabi
Hai meri duaa ke
Jab hum milein
To dekhe mere dost
Ek baar yoon hi
Jaise mile ajnabi

Hum phir se chalein
To phir se hanse
Main phir se udoon
Paaoon nayi khushi
Jaise mile ajnabi

To kyaa huaa gar
Faansle darmiyaan na
Pad gaye iska kya ghum
Thaam loon pichey se
Gar main tujhe
Tu mud ker mile
Phir ek hohum

Ttara tta ratara tta tara tta
Rararara tara tta
Jaise mile ajnabi

Jane kyoon juda raaste hue
Jaane kab mile hum tum phirr
Sooraj ke sahil se kirnon ki
Naavon mein nikli thi main
Dhoondne kho gayi

Ab to milo ajnabi
Ttara tta tara tta
Tara ttara tta tara tta
Jaise mile ajnabi

Dekhoon to chali
Hai hawaa nayi
Dil mein phir jo
Laavon diya kahin
Khwaabon ke jangal
Mein pedon ke shaakhon
Se patte samete
Main hoon khadi

Ab to milo ajnabi
Hai meri duaa ke jab hum mile
To dekhe mujhe mere dost
Ek baar yoon hi
Jaise milein ajnabi

Hum phirr se chale
Tu phirr se hanse
Main phirr se udoon
Paaoon nayi ek khushi
Jaise mile ajnabi
Jaise mile ajnabi, Jaise mile ajnabi. 

Eternally grateful to the God for bringing you to my life for whatever time It allocated. 

Ye kaisa ishq ka berehem kaanoon,

Kasoor dil ka aur saza aankhon ko kyun...

Being Brave….doesn’t come easy !

Being Brave….doesn’t come easy !

Life never runs out of stories, which inspire one to stay steadfast in tough situations, keep their smile on and weather the storm like a warrior.

Lucky as I am on and off in life, I had the golden chance to witness someone showing courage when everything in life seemed going the wrong way. From personal conflicts to professional downward curve to certain bankruptcy. It takes courage of 100 warriors to sail through the situation when you know that outside world will put the blame on you with rants of history repeats, something wrong with you only, how can it happen again, sudhar jaao.

So, how does someone get courage or has the courage inside them to stay tall and stay firm. I think it comes from just one source…..conviction in self, your self-belief. When you are convinced that you are right, you did your part, you tried hard and there is nothing more important than the self-respect. That’s when you know that you can sail through any storm that comes your way. Everything else will fall in place. People will forget (people do not matter…who gives shit about them anyway). Family and friends will always support you (at least if they feel they are family and friends). Life will give new opportunities, new directions, and new hope. When you are ready to embrace those and leave everything that shackled you….you know you are a life warrior. You will always be on right path. Either others will join your path or they will see you scampering away on a life journey, which they would always wish they witnessed.

I always believe that either you Live Life on your own terms or people will keep changing the term for you with lots of conditions with * mark hidden somewhere in obscurity.

And my dear…you have chosen…chosen to live by yours!

Will you never make a mistake again, will the life never test you again? I would be lying if I said no. It will test you again someday, some way … but even then, I will always know that you will sail through, sail through another storm and come out victorious on the other side.

So, live life your size, world with adjust accordingly!

Am i brave? That story will unfold some day. For now, i just feel inspired by such golden souls. 

My story is for me...to understand

Sometimes we are just too scared to share our lives, our life's stories, our life's ups and downs. If you are not, I am. I will gladly admit to anyone that i am too scared to share my life story. The story has so many situations, contexts, views that i don't think i will be able to do justice as a story teller, and most importantly, whether other person will be able to understand it.

I think the basic problem in telling the your story to someone is the fear of their interpretation of the story....or the interpretation of you.

The day i met her...again

Its been long since i met her last. While we exchanged a few texts, a call or two, it never happened we came face to face. One one of the many trips i made to her city always thinking about this moment, luck by chance (nothing happens by chance) the stars aligned and their she was and here i was in the same space, me at my worse...a shabby t-shirt, unshaven look, sweating. anxious....and she at her ever so best..fresh, fragrant, smiling, well dressed, shining bright as gold, ever so calm. My eyes were stuck on her like seeing her for the first time, heart falling for her all over again.
Many things i wanted to ask...do you still love me, do you know i love you, why didn't you call me, how are you so calm, i am sorry i let you down, i am sorry i couldn't break the constraints i live with, i am sorry i didn't live up to your dreams, but you know i was never a liar, i was never pretending...what i did was, i just loved you and love you and will always love you with all i have inside me. The best thing i ever did in my life was falling in love with you. My heart still smiles every time i think of you, every time i see a picture of you. A little touch of you made my heart beat faster than i could breathe. I wish i could do time travel and reverse the clock and live every one of those moments again, every minute of it, every second of it ....and may be add a few more moments....one is never too greedy when it comes to Love

Sometimes i wonder how i fell so deep in your love, how you gained so much space in my mind, how i lost my heart and soul to you.....i became you from inside...forever....

Phir ek din mallika-e-mohabbat se mulakaat hogi, mere pyaar ki ek baar phir aazmaaish hogi,
kabhi lage tumhe ki humein tumse pyar nahi, samajh lena mere khilaaf zamane ki saazish hogi,
bas ek baar dekh lena in aankhon mein, tujhe zindagi bhar dekhne aur chahne ki khwaahish hogi.

PS: Divine is love, Love is divine.

Bhool jaata par..

Bhool jaata par tu yaad bahut aata hai,

Kabhi hothon par hansi ban kar, 

kabhi aankhon mein nami ban kar,

kabhi dil mein ehsaas ban kar, 

Kabhi khwaabon mein mohabbat ban kar

Kabhi duaaon mein khuda ban kar,
Kabhi fizaaon mein hawa ban kar,

Bhool jaata par tu yaad bahut aata hai, yaad bahut aata hai.

tujhe bhoolna bhi teri yaad hi dohrata hai.

You and thoughts

Toot jaata hoon ye soch kar, kya kabhi yaad bhi kiya tune apna soch kar,

Rooth jaata hoon ye soch kar, saari zindagi tujhse judaai aur doori soch kar,

Dil ko samjhaaya maine ye soch kar, wo khush rahe mujhe apna raqeeb soch kar

Pyaar nahi kiya tha usey kuch soch kar, raastey badal hi jaane they thoda door chal kar

Ishq sulagta rahe zindagi bhar isi umeed par, kabhi yaad kare wo apna khoya pyaar soch kar
Mein muskurata raha hoon ye soch kar, wo udaas na ho jaaye meri aankhon ki nami dekh kar 

Tu kahin ye na samajhna

Tu kahin ye na samajhna tu yaad nahi aata, 
saalon ka nikalana har pal yaad nahi aata, 
dil mein ishq aur dard ka toofaan nahi aata, 
aankhon se ashqon ko behna nahi aata, 
farak itna hai ki bas aaj kal mujhe dikhaana nahi aata.

Hotch-Potch Flight of thoughts

Hard to define what I am going to write but a hotch-potch of thoughts is tickling the mind. So many stories of life seem similar but each one has a uniqueness to it. Every pain and happiness in my heart has a unique reason, color n shades of vibrant as well as dead emotions.

Hotch-potch 1 - Sometimes an external thought can bring more clarity to life than your own wisdom and I have good amount of it to say the least (humble me!).  One day I came across a thought on FB (of all the places, can you believe it!!) which said sometimes we should walk away from the thoughts that depress us because we have no control on some things in life, walk away people that depress us because they have chosen a path of self-destruction despite the numerous warnings and hazard signs, walk away from anything that is disproportionately keeping your mind and heart occupied by its negative energy. Learn to say no to incoming negative energy. It helps to keep your heart and mind healthy and happy. It’s not fair to your heart and mind to bear others mistakes or misfortunes. Learn to put a hard STOP after a point. Helping someone is fine if they want to be helped but if someone just wants to scream that they are drowning and want help but still want to drown doesn’t deserve rescue beyond a rope and a tube. Don’t jump yourself as they may drown you before they themselves drown. Pray for their safety and wellness and move inside your own circle of life.

Hotch-potch 2 - Sometimes I feel my soul has been stolen and someone else resides under me. Whenever I close my eyes, I don’t see myself but the other one. It rattles me to the core but makes me feel happy, a wave of happiness and love with a sea of emotions all once and together start stirring me. Sometimes, the same feelings choke me and come out in the form of moistness from eyes. How can a thief enjoy such high attachment to my inner being leading to my own detachment from so many others? Not sure if I want my soul back but I surely don’t want to let go of the other in me. You moved everything and everyone from inside of me. A fool's foolish foolhardy.

“Jo shuru hi nahi hua usey khatam kaise karoon, aur jo khatam hi nahi hua usey bhool kaise jaaoon.”

Hotch-potch 3 - Who has more right on me…. Myself, whom I love, who love me, who have nothing to do with love but life has chosen me for him.

One's kids have a right cos it’s not his fault we called him or her to our life. But he needs a part of my life so that he can build his own before charting his own path. A child doesn’t know who, where, how, why….we know. We are his beacon.

Apart from that, no one but I have a right on my life. For every other relationship, we fulfil a need… physical, emotional, spiritual. My connection to you and your connection to me is a mutual agreement satisfying a common goal without any false or deceiving expectations. You shift the goal, you strain the connection.

Har dard, har pyar ki yehi kahaani hai,

Milne aur bichhadne ki yehi kahaani hai,

Flight is about to land and its time to finish this journey. So, till we write again.

Ik muskurahat zindagi khila deti hai, thoda khush raho yaar,

zindagi mein dhoop, chhaao aur barsaat aati jaati rehti hai.

It's always you !

When I look at you, I know an angel is inside you

When I talk to you, I know the fragrance of thousand flowers is from you

When I think of you, I get a smile cos of the joyful you

When I am almost asleep, a hug I feel I know it’s you

When I am sad or mad, I know the one to go to will be you

Someday when I am old, will smile cos in life’s good thoughts, there was always you…just you !

The mischievious truth

A: Do you emotionally get hurt when i am unhappy or you feel bad abt something when i deny you what you ask for
Do you share a emotional bond with me... wic mks u unhappy if I feel bd abt something. .

B: One day sooner or later when we part ways,  both will have their own journey to undertake. What will remain when we look back is what we built of the journey we had when road was same...i enjoy the journey as much as i can.. For i shall never think that there was ever a trip which didnt add value to the journey..

A; This dosen ans my question

B: Cos the question is wrong

A; N I don need ur diplomacy

B: But thats me then..u dont need me then

B: I have chosen to live life in a certain way n i live by that...


Physical, emotional n intellectual being the diff dimensions of life, people in life always serve certain dimension n add to your life experiences... Like i may be adding to your intellectual dimension of life..
We always connect to single or multiple dimensions with another soul...i always see what i can get...like other may see what they can..n when they both understand and accept each other's role,  the relation builds.


An imbalance or mismatch or fake portrayal only ends in accidents that leave bad taste in life. 

A lover's query - Will you forget me ?

When we are in love, we know only two things. Love and the person who we love. Everything else just fades away into a hazy background where realities of life live. No matter what you do, love will always be the only reality that stays with you.

Its a true blessing if you find love, then both of you experience love and finally live your whole life sharing the love day in day out. 

For most of the mortals, the third condition is usually where they falter - chance to share lives till death do us apart ! 

So, what happens when the love anecdote doesn't complete in a happily ever after. We usually are left with either a feeling of honest love with some pain and lots of memories OR we are left with a feeling of betrayal with lots of pain and "being used" memories. 

Cos in the end when we have to take separate roads, the question comes to "Will you forget me and was OUR love real?"

The answer in one of the my personal experience is "I can never forget you and love was a real as the air I need to breathe. You were the one flowing in me like a river of eternal beauty, bliss and charm."


The love was so real that it still keeps me awake.....still the thoughts of what he or she might be doing lingers every day every hour every minute. Finding out if their life still has you, in a little corner, somewhere gives you a larger sense of achievement and satisfaction. But then to save them the pain and agony you choose to display what you feel and always show a step taken further away, happiness in alternate way of life. 

Thou shall never doubt OUR love and WE shall never lose OUR love !

Leaving it here....my eyes getting moist.....the article looks and sounds incomplete....but then not everything has an ending or an perfect ending!

A rendezvous with dreams aboard L-express !

A magical journey of girl with dreams!

Seldom it happens that you meet people and they remind you of what you should be doing in life, what have you forgotten or put in sleep mode. A similar instance happened a few days back and I will try to roll back my memory to that moment. On board Rajdhani Express from Delhi to Mumbai, I had a side lower birth in coach A2, SEAT NO. 23…..I settled down on my seat and was trying to read a book which I thought I can easily finish. With still a few minutes to departure, the second passenger for the upper side berth (seat no. 24) arrived. Two ladies with some luggage, one left after making sure the first one is all good for her journey. I didn’t try to strike a eye contact with the girl as in India the moment you do that the other side gets cautious to the core…tried to keep it as harmless as it can…the lady was on phone initially explaining to some other intelligent soul the nitty-gritty of the RIGHT TO INFORMATION (RTI) queries. Oh boy that was some insight…proud of RTI Act,.

However, the journey had other things planned. With the train chugging along, we got into conversation and things became more comfortable. But then this was a start to some exciting details. The conversation went on and on….about things, about people, about social environment, about dreams…yes about dreams….the passion to achieve the dreams one always sees. She got into an accidental job while she was pursuing her job, which incidentally happens to 99% of us…we dream of something and then start on a path which doesn’t lead to achieving dreams but surviving in this world, may be collecting a few luxuries on the way.  We put the dreams in sleep mode and start fighting with this world and get into race for more money, more comfort, more kids (true Indian will)….

Here I am sitting in front of a person who belongs to balance 1%. A wheatish complexion girl with eyes of an angel and tongue unstoppable which is capable of miles of conversation in one breath. The enthusiasm in her voice, the fire in her eyes for her dreams was so evident that I felt as if someone is showing a mirror to me and saying see how dreams are achieved. Working passionately, with commitment and never to lose sight of the ultimate goal.  The world will always be full of distractions including relationships (theory of constraints) but those who keep going and pushing towards the end goal will reach there. The sacrifices shall be made, the risk shall be taken. We kept the conversation going from around 5 in the evening till 10-1030 in the night which might tell you that everything possible about the life was discussed and still I wanted more not because I was drowned into her starry eyes but how lit up her eyes were about her goals in life. Transfer some of your energy, passion and commitment in me to awaken the inner sleeping dream of mine…..as a little rub, a little touch, a spark, may lead to a fire inside me.  

Life will always put doubt in our mind when we wish to achieve our dreams and show us hundreds of reasons why we shouldn’t pursue, however the taste of final accomplishment shall be reason enough to go for your dreams. Its worth a shot or two or more to achieve your goals. The normal life can be on-boarded on any station in life, it won’t matter.

Will never forget the end of that journey, I am looking from outside the dark window and know you can’t see me…but left with a smile for a journey you stirred in my mind

Girl you are strong and might need to start alone
For not too many would walk along,
Win it with your focus and win it with your passion
For it may be worth every pain that’s on offer
I will be happy to see you there when you have won the war
A few battles, a few people may be lost but that’s part of God’s plan
When you tell me one day that you have achieved,  I will live on once more for my dreams
Even if you won’t succeed God forbid..hold you head high because not many often try….in this world it’s a far cry

 Couldn't finish he book i started with but still ended the journey so enriched ! life chugs along !

Update: She achieved her dream....arrived at ultimate destination. 

Constrained by constaints....life around us!

Life is nothing but a web that people create around us....we are always constrained by the people who will keep reminding us that we are constrained and chained by everything we know as emotions, as relationships. We are liable for all and we need to respect / tolerate everything and everyone.

The concept of free will I feel is limited to only strays these days.....

The situation is much worse for the grown ups as they are taught to take their own decisions and still everyone will keep telling them if he/she can or can't....the pros and cons of everything....grown ups always live a life of dilemma....oh what if...!!!!

How I wish we were free and my body is as free as the spirit inside me...the spirit can do and imagine whatever it wants...it lives the life body wishes for...

The physical body only gets to experience patches of life....once in a while...when people are not telling you what is right or wrong or may be when we stop telling ourselves what's right or wrong....everything becomes what it is...neither good nor bad...

When present is free of past or future....that's when we will be free really.... till then we will all be constrained by constraints....





 

Love happens only once - Not so sure??

As human being we all are prone this phenomenon called Love. Its available in diff flavors....mother-son, father-son, sibling-sibling, boyfriend-girlfriend, husband-wife combo, friend-friend combo, etc etc etc......each of the flavors have their own charm and sweetness to it. But what I am going to dwell more here is the heart-heart love.....difficult explanation to what it actually means...ask me if I have any structure to what I am writing, I will say no..have no clue at all...but then all these thoughts and real life stories keep bubbling in my head.

Someone asked me little while back if Love happens only once in lifetime. Can we find true love and if I get true love....is it possible that I can fall in true love again after a certain time, with a certain person, willingly or by heart's command? I told the person what I believe in. As human beings, God has given us a gift to keep falling in love time and again. We fall in love with personalities, faces, actions, reactions of someone. By nature, it is impossible to shut the doors because heart has none, its like a canvas on which diff colors can be painted using diff brushes, diff strokes, diff thoughts. Am I undermining the value of commitment in any relationship and justify broken commitments? No as per what I feel

I remember when a friend of mine first fell in love, it was with a girl in yellow dress, he searched for the girl for days, sat in her class, kept looking for her and when he found her, that was the best feeling he ever got. For three years, he kept looking at that girl and couldn't help but be in love with her even though he knew the feeling wasn't mutual. True love...yes it was, for him.

Life didn't stop here and love returned with reinforcements in his life, this time as a simple and young girl, simple and nice...to become one of his closest friends....nothing outstanding about her but still she stood out among all, to him she was like an angel and nothing less...the day would start and end with her. Sometimes moments in life stick to your mind and there he can see her today too....sitting in a white dress, right next to the canteen, waiting for him (let me take this liberty) and a extra weekend class to start....first time he ever cried when he knew she would leave his life...did she also fall in love with him..he doesn't know and I don't want to know.

As the time moved along, same friend fell in love with someone who he though was much beyond his level. A very beautiful, elegant and charming lady. She had a presence of her own where she was....everyone will pay their regards to her when she will come in, even if silently inside their heart....no eye could miss her. My friend stood no chance, not even the slightest of it....but then God had its own plans....the meetings happened and there they were hopeless in love with each other. Emotions overpowered all rational thinking, the heart always rejected any rational thought and mind just followed what heart said. That is the power of love...

So, when do we know the love is complete or love achieved what is set out to....when do we know that love is a true feeling and not just hormonal imbalance may be.....do we need to spend the lives together to mark the success of love.....do we need a name to be put against love for it to be any meaningful....

Do I have the answers, No. Look for your own answers, its not a guarantee that we will find the answers, but you will find love....doesn't matter how short, how long, where, with whom.....Love happens and just about happens to each one of us! Cherish the moments that love shares with you, for these moments just make the life so much worth it, so much worth living it !

 

The next to best can only be better

Think of ferrari, buy audi
Think of audi, buy skoda
Think of skoda, buy dzire
Think of "best", settle for "better"

hearing a lot of it from so many people around...

That's how the life sums itself up for a large population with dreams of best thimgs to cling on but only "next to best" things to hang out with.

Last few days a tag line has caught my fancy and I cannot seem to get rid of it. Today, here I am thinking what the life means if it was always the "best thing". As a child we would dream to be pilot flying a fighter aircraft but settle for lot less, as a youngster we would want to be as starry as shahrukh but will settle for lot less, you will fall in love which will not be yours and settle with the next best thing. Riding in the office cab I ponder how life would have been if We always had the "best" with me. But the more I think of it, the more it becomes hazy. While I am thinking on it, the only thing that I think one always wants to be "best" in life was the "love. Its the emotional quotient that puts one at peace rather than the materialistic pleasures of life (dont mean to dilute the importance of material things). The idea of how "the next best thing" should have been the "best" crosses one's mind and somber his or her mood. The best moments with the best can never be forgotten. A click in mind will tell you that the best were the best thing that could have happened to one. The memories will always be engraved in the heart and cherished when you sit down (a glass of drink would not do bad) one fine day thinking of the good times that went by and all that we cared for. The next best thing aren't any less by any measure, just that they are being compared to the best.

We all had the best with us at one point or another and a lucky few relish the best for their life.
Owner's pride, neighbor's envy.....Cheers!

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V day is here again !

The most talked about day is just hours away. Like all years, love struck souls will be vying for superiority. Trying to impress the one they say or think they love, or may be really love.

I will try to narrate a anecdote depicting the thoughts a lover may go through...any resemblance to anyone's life may make this paragraph a true story....who knows !

There's a boy with a gift in hand, a nice fragrance wrapped with love. Bought a Elizabeth Arden "Unbound" thinking of his love in mind, now he feel the jitters what she will think of his find. She might get angry, she might be shy......he may be left wondering what's in her mind. Sometimes he think he shall keep the gift to himself, let it pass for the next time they meet somewhere.
Last time he gave her something, it took her a while before she accept, left him wondering if he ever forced it on her. God save him all this confusion as he may not be strong enough to solve the puzzle, he loves her and she loves him, cann't You make it that simple. Salute to those who have found the True love, he may not be the best at expressing but deep down he knows he loves her. Her presence makes it perfect, her smile does it all. One day not in so distant future she may move on choosing someone over him, that day my frind will be the saddest day bringing it all to an end.
Rest in Peace is all i should say.
With this my friend i take your leave, have some work to finish before my journey to Home begins !