Pure as prayer!!
Partying with prey,
Not crafted,
Not Decorated,
Just Left by the nature,
To Embrace The Beauty Everywhere,
To make you feel,
And to make me feel That We are not even near to the beautiful things created by god,
As we have a hustle to earn more,Burn More,
To fit in somewhere in the materialistic society,
Which is nowhere to the little tiny beautiful Flurries, with wings.
Very Enigmatic,
And Also Colorful,
called as Butterflies,
Yes they are Pure as Prayer.
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I saw a Dream,
Dream with my open eyes,
With many more layers of love,
Love,
for the one to whom I never met,
And never saw,
She was Artistically beautiful,
As I don’t think ,
could ever see a lady of such grace.
With Her Beautiful Eyes ,
More like the Moon after eclipse.
With a Little Sharp nose,
May have customized before her birth,
Lips , like Little Roses layered with Dew Drops,
Soft , Smooth and colorful.
She looked like a Beauty with a Mysterious smile,
But before I could solve it,
She Disappeared.
Hello Everyone ,
Hoping That You all are smiling with The best of health and calmness in your life. 🙂
Dear Friends,
We All have heard And Even stated about this Term called “Good Boy” , Let’s Discuss About The Concept Of Good Boy,
Before even starting about this mega torture(at least to me) let me know who have had luck of seeing him, or even listening about the person,
How He/They look?
They are like you and me with Two hands, Two legs, Two Eyes,Ears with one nose and neck or they look different in appearances. :p
Coming Back To The Point ,
Good Boy is a society Given Title to the persons who are good With them and to their Books,
They must be obedient enough with a never ending smile always,
Also should be with lesser hair and complemented with some Classy Clothes, Polished shoes.
Clean Shaven with a good listening skills.
they may even have the knack of doing things before asking , before even the actual need.
They have to be very Attentive, Adaptive, Available , Apologetic and Assuring.
Even in the childhood days it has been stated that the boys with spectacles and combed hair are good in contrary to those who have had the rough uncombed hair , and if someone is with pierced ear he has been awarded with a certification of Criminal.
The Boys Who Sit in the first Three Benches are always considered as the Good boys whereas the last benchers are the most hated boys of the class, They are unofficially Culprits of everything bad happening to anyone and everyone.
And In the Jobs, Everyone is in a hunt to prove himself the good boy and this is seriously going with full fledged manner, Even then no one could be ever unanimously considered as Good Boy , because everyone have their choice and you will fail to their demands someday or the other.
One should be religious, Really needs to visit Temples on daily basis, should never roam unnecessarily,. Etcetera
So , After All this observation I think we could sense what the actual definition of Good Boy,
one whose parents feel proud about to discuss ,
one who is good as son , brother,friend,husband and father,
one who is concerned about the family and everyone around without any wrong intention
One Who is sincere in his work with all his dedication
One who is not at all harmful to anyone regardless of the sitting arrangement
Yes there is no specific Representation of Looks,Expression, Behavior, sitting arrangement.
One could live as he wants to be with his comfort,and utmost dedication , it really don’t need any buttering to have a validations.
Just be honest.
Just Be Responsible enough to accept your mistakes and stay Affectionate to the people you love a lot .
Every Boy is a Good Boy if they know The Real Difference between Good And Bad.
Thank You
In Love With your Puffy Cheeks,
Yes You heard it right,
Round Pinkish Cheeks
Just So Soft And Smooth.
Yes I Like It more when You smile ,
And blush,
Even When You Wink And Smirks.
Feels like velvet Yet so slippery
Sometimes it even troubles as I Get distracted,
I just get stuck around , and tinged with love and lust.
Don’t Ask me to pinch Again and again , my love .
I may kiss someday
And even bite a bit without any PERMISSION and pain,
but with some impressions. 🙂
https://rprakashrao.wordpress.com/2019/08/01/i-find-you-cute/
Hey Listen,
Look at me,
And Just keep Looking at me .
Else Don’t Need to look at all.
Yes, Don’t Need to look at all,
Because Everyone is already looking at you,
And I know how they look at you,
They Look at you even from some distance,
They are just obsessed of you,
with the thoughts of Lust and love.
They Just stuck at you with their filthy focused yet tilted eyes,
With many more feelings of attractions and infatuations.
Just don’t need to look at anyone, because they don’t deserve your look,
Just Look at me ,
And keep looking at me, My Love.
Like I look at you without a blink ,
like I look at you , More than the stars ,moon, and Sun.
As I find me for you,
And You for me,
Not for anyone else.
Just Think , Feel and Relate.
And Look at me only else Don’t look at all… 🙂
Hello Everyone,
I wish and hope you all are safe and fine, Please take care of yourself and of everyone around you.
Okay, so I have been nominated by a good friend , and a very active blogger, Rachana Dhaka for “The Sunshine Blogger Award” , and I Am very thankful to her for the nomination,
she is very good at her work, though I am very late to write about it for which I feel bad, but writing through this Thanksgiving for award nomination.
And yes this is my second nomination for this award. So, Thank you again.
My Answers :-
1. If you could be any animal, what would you be and why?
May be A Dog, as it is considered as the faithful one, but I won’t prefer to be a cat as I don’t like them.
2. What was the first ever creative effort that you remember really being proud of?
I think the first time I gave speech in my school in front of many students, teachers at very young age (May be 10years), without any preparation has given me confidence, and later it became a habit and soon I have been approached for anchoring, debates at school, college,social events,etc and also coming here at WordPress makes me feel good if not proud about myself for the creativity involved in it to be here and appreciation I received in return.
3. If you could choose between true happiness, or a greater creative skills, what would you pick?
I would be a fool to pick skills over happiness, I am always going to pick happiness even with least skills as end of the day you search satisfaction and that’s only available with happiness.
4. Does politics have a place in the arts?
Yes it has, Though it is a need still to cultivate good politics not the bad one,
5. What gets you out of bed in the morning?
a bad dream, a power cut,and of course responsibilities.
6. Where and how do you do most of your writing?
Always at home, when I have some issues, topics, stories to tell and discuss.
7. What famous work do you wish you had created?
Let’s not discuss it to make famous, let’s do it and make it famous.
8. Is there anyone in the world that you actually hate?
We as human, have different emotions we have love for some and for some we have hatred, its a natural process unless you are a saint or kind of creature, which I am not yet. So yes I have hate for few and don’t feel bad about as they deserve my hatred, though I am not seeking anything bad for them but yes I don’t like them at this phase of my life not sure about future. And yes one more thing, I hate very few but there are many who hate me, but I don’t care 🙂 .
9. Where is the furthest you have been from home?
I just love my home, but yes Delhi, Hyderabad .
10. Would you prefer to wake up early, or stay up late?
🙂 Unsure , As it depends Whether I have some work at night or in the morning. I can do both.
11. Who has been your greatest inspiration?
Anyone and Everyone who are good at what they do could inspire me,
12. If you could give a new writer who was setting up a blog one piece of advice, what would it be?
Just express the instincts, It could be raw , different and unpleasant to some. But it would what you have in your mind, just try and write the original thoughts don’t worry about the people, express yourself make people see your work in the way you want.
13. What is your favorite sport?
Cricket always.
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My Questions : –
1. Mention the names of any five bloggers along with their site links who are your favourites and why, explain each individually.
2. What makes you or anyone beautiful human being, ?
3. What could be your second choice as a profession?
4. The Dream You have seen but you failed to accomplish?
5. Your Insecurities.
6. What is the hidden story which is yet to tell to your very own family.
7. How do you relate your life with Bollywood’s characters?
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Okay so I nominate everyone of you as I hate picking people, you all can make a formal post or even answer through comments, yes you may answer all the 20 questions.
Guys I am waiting to see your answers.
Thank you
If You don’t try it for the one last time, you may regret for lifetime,
I know you may have seen enough of heartbreaking moments, I know somewhere you deserved a better space in life in every prospect,
I know the failures are haunting you and you are dying in every moment.
This is very painful, this is very disheartening, this makes you feel that you are no more an individual who can live a life with all sort of satisfaction.
It hurts you even more when you become a loser with having every prospect of a winner within, but being the one who never tried hard to change the dynamics.
The people who loose with any strong opponent is always happy than the people who loose with none other than themselves and their own dreadful mindset.
They don’t try , they don’t fight they leave things for someone else or even for god to come and help,
They lack effort not the talent, they lack persistence And may be motivation,
Please find people who need a push to fight for themselves,
they do realize that they are slowly diminishing their dreams and life, but they don’t react at all.
It happens when you or anyone is going through dark psychic passage, or even with those who are not serious in life. Tell them , discuss with them regarding the same,
Help them, make them do it for one first time or last time so that they could never feel bad when they turn back and look how they lived.
Trying , fighting, Putting Your Best even you loose by the report card is far more satisfying than regretting for life for not even trying once though being gifted with enormous talent.
It is a crime, as you are putting everyone down, along with yourself, Try And Try again , it’s more satisfying than sitting and thinking that should have tried!
Think about it.
Good Night
The same Person Again
To You With Love,
Thank you for being there as someone who looked like a family more, being a stranger from day one,
Thank You for the lovely moments with which I could smile back again. Even if i see them as a mistaken excitement or as an unreal expectation,
I still like the answers you gave and the questions which were inherent, the answers were more easier to understand than self raised questions,
Looking something for some purpose is not good, but looking something as source of satisfaction is not bad,
Yes you have been a source,
A source to do good, and aspire good things in life,
You have been the source of fun , anger, worries, happiness and of course inspiration.
Rather say a source of liveliness
Sometimes it is not that easy to accept the outcome if it is not favouring your life ,
It’s painful and disheartening to withstand with what we Haven’t expected.
But we can’t have everything what we want in life .
Living it and Leaving it.
Hey, Hello 2020 …
Welcome,
Welcome to this beautiful world …
Okay , so here I wish you all a very happy new year, may you all live your life with utmost happiness , health and satisfaction.
May all the goals and aspirations get accomplished, may you all find the ways to grow more in every prospect of life.
Also i welcome and greet the brand new year i.e 2020 to our lives,
As we all want to grow and make 2020 a benchmark year.
Let’s leave the bad memories behind and carry forward the positives from the previous year.
Let’s believe in our abilities more than counting excuses,
let’s stay and stick with positivity, purity and persistence.
Let’s smile More than yesterday and plan tomorrow, with living full of life today…
All The Best, keep smiling , Have Fun. 🙂
Happy New Year to all.
Appreciation is not something which comes from the usual uttering mouth, it requires heart and eyes too.
– RPR
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Okay ,Good Evening Guys !
so I visited the same place. Same temple and clicked the photograph with the same pose. Which and where I was exactly 10 long years ago,
this time to celebrate the 5th birthday of my niece, Janvi.
But now, it has been me and only my family not the one who was with us 10 years ago with unofficial permission.
Like everyone says time flies.
I accept it. Time flies and the situations do change.
Smile remains there but question is about the genuineness of it.
It was not easy to do but did to show to the world and the people around that everything is fine to me now. And I am above such sentiments.
Deep down, silently my heart being the usual human heart was pumping at a speed more than the usual sprint of a horse.
I Asked to click images randomly so that I could have the best one in the gallery.
But not even a single PIC was good to have. As the smile was fake and my eyes where not ready to face camera, may be heart was not liking it and the face was not supporting my forced Instincts.
Everything there was same to same and I recalled every single moment of mine there a decade ago.
Be it roaming everywhere around there with wheels on my legs, playing stupid pass time games or even captivating energy for some useful work and some how bringing out that WE moments in between.
The roads,The people, the ambiance, the staying rooms, the Temple and of course the God.
Yes I have been a teenager by then and very very care free monk.,with some good etiquettes which I still have,by being real and raw sometimes at heart.
But this time. I have been quite silent matured rather say changed version of mine,
silently observing everything what was there then and now, also my little eyes went for some tearful ride as well when was alone as I have been mostly by being with many with a reason and with a purpose more personal.
10years ago, never thought about this visit nor the circumstances I am around with, never felt that I have to face such realities in love with hate and cheat.
Forget about it.
I really feel that it has been heavy on my heart at that moment but when I rethink about the same I feel good about it. That overcame my very own created barrier. And surpassed this hurdle.
Anyways ,
Happy Birthday Janvi(Niece).
Thank you
Some Mornings, you just want to stay on bed, and you just want to lay there, you don’t care what the clock says, you don’t think about the daily routine,
You take it as a need to feel good, like you never felt of having it, you want to sleep more and more though you actually don’t sleep,
You have the node of listening everything what happens out there, but you prefer to be inside the blanket, sometimes with the folding of legs, and some times with one sided sleeping posture,
It happens more in the winter days where you just can’t bare the mighty cold shivering conditions,
it happens quite often when you are taking leave or it is a holiday,
It is both today, a Sunday and of course it’s winter, I have to say that it feels lethargic somewhere but who cares, I don’t care .
staying on bed inside the blanket, laying not sleeping, listening not reacting, and posting a new post is not that bad as it looks ..
As it is winters with minus degree Centigrades around with chilled breeze, and also Sunday so it is actual quite cool to sleep for some long hours,
the kind of relaxation the body needs,
And in between all this lazy mornings you may even plan your best schedule for the coming hours, days,weeks,and months,
Infact a good soothing music, with the love of your life could bring some unmatched happiness, and unfold some hidden fantasies..
And the ones who are not being accompanied by their partners or are singles have their own ways to enjoy.. 🙂
We are quite different here on being lazy, we have our ways to do things differently,
Some prefer to have phonecalls by being under blanket,
Some can have long chats with their friends, lover, &any other as well.
some are wrapped that they could look scary as well. As a part of them is visible and you have to find the rest like a jigsaw puzzle. The can sleep in impossible posture .
Some can sit but they can’t leave the cushion if blanket, they look bloody cute, they may tap limitless naps as well,they can sleep sit eat and talk at the same time.
Who else like/have such mornings..?
#lastsundayoftheyear
#lastsundayofthedecade
Good Morning Friends,
Hope you Guys are doing Good, This Sunday morning has been quite Different so far, not like the regular ones ,
As I woke up early in the morning and went for having a good inhale of oxygen , around 6kms of brisk walk with headphones & quality music has been really nice.
And then sat for more than 2 hours in direct sun light, it really feels good. And in between this, I thought to write to share my views about the current state of world cricket and also know your views about the same if any.
Guys Don’t you think Cricket is not at it’s very best as it has been over the years, though the different boards are trying hard to bring back the old cricket excitement back,by bringing Day & Night test matches, Pink Ball Test Matches , T10 Cricket ,100 Balls cricket etc, But still we can’t find the same what we observed during the days of early 90’s, 2k’s etc when we had the likes of super stars in every game, be it Australia ,India Pakistan or even West Indies, etc though it is always been team game but we can’t discard the personal rivilaries of the individuals, though it may be dramatically conceptualized by the media.
Even in this generation of Cricket we have superstars but the quality of cricket is not the same in all the teams,
teams like Srilanka South Africa , west indies, Pakistan, Bangladesh etc are not in their best phase of cricket they don’t have proper teams to compete in global tournaments, no matter what we bring to Cricket but it is always the players who bring the excitement, world cricket is struggling to bring the best competitive cricket only few teams are good and looks like an even teams on paper whereas remaining teams are not even good of the opponent’s B- team .
And yes we are having too much of cricket through out the years, we have T20World cups, 50Over world cups, IPL ,CPL,BPL,BBL etc with so many bilateral series which even make it overdose of cricket .
Also we don’t have Lara ,Sangakara,Murali, Akhtar,ABD,etc’s in cricket nor we have their so called replacements, as we do even watch for stars , it is not good for the world cricket as we have selective matches to watch as non one would prefer to watch a match which don’t have any contest.
And their is no other team than Afghanistan who looks prominent from the new test playing nations. Though they also need to get better, and their are only 10-12 playing nations out of which only few are good to be on head to head clash.
I strongly feel that it’s slowly loosing it’s charm though we all want it to prosper more but we can’t stay unaware of the current state of cricket.
Teams like Srilanka , south Africa, West Indies, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Zimbabwe, Kenya , etc should come back harder and raise their level of cricket to have the excitement back.
Take Care
Good Things coming your way..
Keep your head high & feet steady,
This is your time,
Your time to smile,
Yes smile with joy.
You have seen enough of tough times,
And it’s over now.
Believe,
Pray,
and feel ,
Good Things coming your way.
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Good Night.
Dear WordPress And My Lovely Fellow Bloggers, Thank you so much for being with me with all my senseless thoughts and Silly words,
I appreciate everyone of you for being there with me with every single post of mine and encouraging me to do a bit better than yesterday,
it is overwhelming to know that I have surpassed 3years on WordPress,
I can’t express my gratitude towards WordPress for giving me an opportunity to put my views , thoughts and stories a platform through which I have been able to reach beyond the horizons,
yes it gave me the big strong wings to fly and even fly higher.
Thank you everyone
keep all the love coming, and support me in the way you all did so far.
God Bless.
I know….
I have more things to do…
But I have my own selected priorities , though it look silly to some and careless to many..
But yes i do have my priorities.. And the most prior of the priorities is you…
Definitely You.
Life starts with you and Ends at you
After a long day,
Me at a coffee shop with a coffee on my table.. and literally no one to accompany me.. Looking everyone with a story in mind about their conversations..
In between this, just swallowed the unbearable coffee sips..
And my vulnerable eyes started looking at everyone and everywhere..
Then I saw a table where three girls were sitting and gossiping about something with shouts, giggles and laughter..
I just changed my seat.. And sat next to their table so that I could listen what they were talking about..
Ok so now they were audible..
As I raised my listening skills by few more decibels..
So the coffee was quite entertaining now, and I asked one more to look engaged to the waiters.
These girls were clapping and doing high fives in between them.
The three girls were talking about their respected boyfriends, and how they have been pampered ..
actually they were saying that , they literally play as per their will with the boys.. Be it a movie going or some expensive purchasing.
They compared who is better among the three and how they are planning more expenditure from their boyfriends. As Diwali is on the cards now,
I was actually liking this, as it is something new to know..that everything is as per planning and plotting.
In between this they have realized that I am listening their talks..or observing them.. They may have thought that I am interested in one of them..
So they actually started looking at me with a smile..which was even more hilarious.
One of them has loosened her hair and started swinging her hair with a confident swag ..
And looked at me with even more nuances .. With fixing her messy Red t-shirt near her waist.
And looked at me for while trying to say Hey or Hello, with a smile filled with fakeness,
I just turned my eyes and shakedown my head.
She along with her friends left the place
Reasons better know to them.
But yes she had her flair.. 🙂
And I turned off the signals and shifted focus on the right hind side of the table,
Where I saw An lady around 85years was there with a kid may be her grand daughter..
She was in a state of confusion as she don’t know what to order and how,
Then a suspicious man with a very suspicious look came , could be her servant or a known fellow..
Even he was unsure about the things so , I helped them to make their order
He came and asked me to click a picture of him showing his Rudraksh and also asked my name,by saying I will be helpful to you sir, I am the one to whom you pray daily.
I said, look I am helping just for the sake of kid and the lady ,not for being asked for clicking your PIC.
He said ok sir, and obliged for the help in placing order,
He was a bit different from normal, like mentally instable and heavy in voice, his actions were strange, though they enjoyed their coffee.
but I still don’t why he asked me to click his picture though I deleted it.
Then i recived a call from my home,left the place.
Thank you
Oh the thick big glasses on my eyes don’t look good to the girls,
They say I look like an uncle..
Oh the dark skin tone of mine don’t attract to the girls ,
They say, they can’t even see me sometimes..
Oh the lean and thin body of mine , more like a Skelton , don’t get appreciated by girls..
They say , They want muscular guys..
They want Prince charming but with more the looks of the Prince ..
That’s it !!
Do I look like a Prince ? ,
Yes of course ..
But to me, and to my mother and sometimes in my mirror…
They all want someone with good physique, and handsome looks..
They treat me like a tree, as they don’t even notice when I stare at them.
They laugh at my walk, also at my talk.
They make fun of my clothes .
They are good in fact better than good..
But they should treat me at least a human..
Human with all the feelings, and flaws..
The Real Prince doesn’t require all the attributes , to get liked they get liked for being what they are.
Oh they don’t even know that Thin, Lean, Fat, Short, Tall,Dark,Ugly, or weird are not what we can demand but yes we can diminish these tiny things of appearance with our nature , character and humanity.
And The Real Prince is always about character, Humanity, Humbleness etc. Hope they learn before falling and failing in life..
#BeTheRealPrince
So, Then I have realized that I can’t be a writer as it needs lot more than just writing good and real,
As It requires a lot of materialistic things, and many more fabricated insights, one can’t be a writer if he/she is willing to write with the pure emotions and substance which makes him feel to write,
They may put words and also may compile it , but it would not be enough to get attention and readers, you need more spices,
And by having such spice you may tend to loose your original idea of the article or plot,
You may write but you will never get satisfied with your work as you have opted for the additives of the trend.
You may even find your self in a state where you are doing your work but for the choice of others,
The tears , pains , emotions, happiness, sacrifice, selfishness, tragedy etc etc of your work will only get attention if it has some layering of everything in trend be it a title of the article or the visualization of it,
sometimes you may need to promote it like a salesman, the original description of pain and happiness with the words came from heart may not by liked by the readers, they have their choice of interest and it has nothing to do with the effort you kept for writing,
You and your writeup will be discarded within sometime. As you may not had the ingredients they were looking for..
You can’t be what they want , as you can’t diminish your creativity..
But you can’t survive with what you feel and write ,as everyone has options more than the choice..
Think About it.
That day with some tears , she came to him and said, I feel sorry to you for being so helpless , I am sorry, I know you love me a lot and i really don’t need any evidence as I can feel it,
but I never loved you dear ,
yes this is what the truth is, I just wanted to be their with you till my parents search someone for me to get married,
yes I never loved you, I just acted to be in love with you, I loved your company and everything you did for me ,
yes I never thought About this day, but I should have thought about it,
I am very bad I know,
but this is what the truth is,
I just wanted to get along in a busy status of relationship till my marriage as my friends were teasing me for living a life without boyfriend,
so I did all that for which I am feeling sad.. I know I played with your emotions… But I am sorry..
As I know you have been serious for me and I was just doing it for fun and showoff. I am sorry ,it is really bad and embarrassing…
And the guy was listening without believing….
With some tears and confusion.
They asked me few things about an issue, actually they wanted me to answer it either in a spicy way or they wanted to put me in some troublesome state,
I smilingly said why you people are asking me this.? Don’t you believe their stated truths, Or you feel that I need to say my version.
They said we want to know your side.
I replied, There is no my side or their side, there is truth and their false.
So you have to see what you take from their talks,
We don’t believe them, they said.
I answered I believe them, as I don’t care about anything now , I have nothing to loose. And they may be putting the right things forward, I don’t know what they are saying though, but even I accepted their lies, I can’t do much either.
As even don’t know the real truth. And I have nothing to do with the truth now, as they did what they wanted to, and the damage couldn’t be recovered ever, but yes they have been good in chopping and presenting things in their suited way.
But, I don’t have any interest in giving justification to anyone, or to put my side on the issue. As I am not here to prove Anything to anyone, I know my side I am right by best of thoughts, and deep down they also know what is right and what is not right, who is culprit and who is not, and above all there is someone who knows everything and he is looking at everything, to whom we call Almighty, The God,
Moreover I heard that, they are too good and the world is too bad ,and I am too bad and the world is too bad , as per the talks what I came to know from the people in between me and them.
Anyways We all are going to pay for the deeds we do , if not today then tomorrow for sure.
if you are good you will receive good things from god , if bad then you have to be ready for the outcome, you can’t get away from your punishments.
So , I don’t care what they are saying as I am only answerable to the god , but in my case it’s God who has to answer me, as he may don’t have any question and I have many to ask him. And it would start from Why me? ?
I hope i will get the answer,!!!
Anyways you are free to think and consider me anything you want as liberty is there for everyone.
But my identity is best known to me and god. Likewise truth is better known to God , culprit and victim.
But if they say I am culprit , then yes I am culprit . nothing to objectify or even feel bad. As they are not the decision makers . so why to think or care about it.
Then they smiled and said you said nothing in particular but said everything.
And I smiled back.
Thank you for reading.
They say I am too good for this,
And they say I am too bad to be here,
they say you may think that way or even this way,
they say you can’t do this,
And they say only you can do this ,
they say you may have think so, And they say you may have thought that,
they say you have mood swings,
Also, they say you have overconfidence,and rash attitude,
they say you can’t do much,
As you are sick with your actions,
Also you are carefree,Negligent and over rated.
Wait,
How do they say so, ?
Do they have any clue about me?
how could be they saying so,
how they can be presuming about my mind, and heart, ?
how they are so judgemental!
And why?
Who are they to think that I may think or may have thought so,
Why they consider me so...?
What gives them that courage to be so considerable about me.
Literally What ???
Look & Listen
I am not like what you presume or consider ,
I am just way beyond your imaginations.
I love being Me,
I won’t mind if you think I have attitude or I am carefree.
I have something about which you can only dream to have.
And that’s my originality I am not fake,
I am Rude ,or care free.
I have my head high for everything I do.
And I don’t need a certificate for being selfless from you.
I am not this or that,
I don’t think this way or that way,
I am Too Good for your mind to pick or presume.
And it’s only me who know it better that what I can do and what I can’t, Got it .
Take care!
Good Afternoon Guys,
Today I am here with something to discuss which you may like , or may not but let’s discuss it.
Guys, we often see such people in our daily life who have the tendency of speaking more and also speaking less, and it actually varies from individual to individual as per their own choices,
But there is one other kind of people who speak relevantly good but have the tendency of showing disinterest to your talks, they will be available to you but with half of their heart, even if they are not half hearted but there traits will make you think so,
they will give smiles, as reply, they may give you one liners sometimes even one words, they make reaction with expressions, they may listen but pretends to not listen, or they will change the topic at their will, which is actually disheartening to the individual who is eagerly waiting for a respected response,
It actually makes you think that this man/woman don’t want to talk or may be not interested to talk or may have some attitude issues. Which is very much okay by their observations, as they are receiving such vibes from the other end so they may presume that,
Even I don’t want to be in a conversation where the individual is finding words on instalments, I speak with my heart and also with a reason, and want the partner to speak well, and react whenever needed, not sure how you people think about it,
But my opinion is this , and to have a healthy conversation, the two individual should have enough interest to speak and listen, one should not speak alone and vice versa.
And it has nothing to do with the choice of context or with the subject of talks, they have the tendency of speaking in that way as they prefer it, regardless of the subject of talks.
Of course I am not saying that everyone is blessed with good speaking skills or talkativeness, but it is not about the limited skills or the other, the individuals who act unavailable or who react late or selective with responses are actually Bad at listening skills and of course with the speaking skills, even with the reactive skills ,
they should learn and improve, as it is actually a graveyard for themselves, as they are actually creating barriers between their loved ones with bits and pieces of words.
Like they sound RUDE,FAKE,And ANNOYING!
And someone with really bad Etiquettes,
And no one prefers to talk with a person who has 3-4 words for every single thing you say, or may prefer to talk when it is needed the most with some sadness.
This is what I feel , Don’t know Right or wrong,
Do share your opinions if you feel so.
Thank you
I find you cute, seriously cute.
When you smile in between the intense arguments,
I find you cute, when you try to sing sharp with a bad voice.
When you try and match your clothes with mine for every party,
I find you really very cute,
When you ask me to close the umbrella even if i don’t like rain, with a polite request.
I find you cute when you share all the boring stories of your friends,without my interest.
I find you cute, when I see you talking and crying at the same time.
I find you cute , when you play the music of my favorite composer, whenever I am in stress.
I find you cute , when you put your head on my shoulder and talk ,
And in between that you sleep on my shoulder, which is even more cute.
I find you cute when you ask me a kiss on your forehead,
I find you cute with me, this way and also that way ,
I find you cute every time.
As You are Really Cute.
Good Night
Well most of my friends are unhappy with me,
They find me Annoying,
They call me everything what they hate,
They say I am unavailable being available to them,
They say you can’t be like this to us,
I try to convince them,but they don’t listen,
They are Right in their ways, I have to be with them if I am with them,
But I am with my love interest,
If not being next to her always then through my phone,
I feel good for the fact that she feels good when I am connected to her either next to her with holding a hand or through calls or even chats,
My friends don’t like my life style and priority,
But I don’t want to see her sad, as she feels sad and bad when I don’t message or call her and don’t lift her call,
I lie her sometimes that yes you wished me the first birthday wish, though sometimes she is second as my mother wishes before than her may be a fraction of second earlier,
Even if its a lake or I am at some public place I text her, as she wants to feel the ambiance with me and my words. I like it, its not that I am not enjoying it.
But its a cheat with my friends.
She enjoys everything of my talks ,
Even my sick poor cheap jokes, at which no one can laugh.
And of course my way of care,
She just love talking to me,
She says ” I will be fine I don’t need a doctor, you are the doctor and the medicine is our conversation.” When she gets sick.
I Remember that ,
I talked to her through calls and texts for around 20hrs continuously with a charger plugged in, whenever needed.
She loved the gesture, and even felt good to be with her when she needed me.
I have to talk as she my love and I can’t see her sad,
After knowing that her sadness is my unavailability and lesser communication.
But what to do with my friends ,they are not wrong either.
They want me as their friend as I have been,
She asks me to pick one sometimes,
somehow I skip the question with an ice cream or some deep discussion about my career, but i am worried with the picking of one.
I may pick her over them by being a selfish lover but I wouldn’t be Happy with that, I know as my friends are also important .!
Love them and Love her also. Both have their importance but yes one priority is not happy when I am with the another priority.
I’m fighting within me.
My Mind And Heart is Dealing with Duality,
The Writer,
And An Engineer,
Both are Right and Both are Mine
Both Sleeps with me,
And Wake with me as well,
Both Fights Within Me.
Both Dominate The Other.
Both put my in trouble.
As I don’t know which way to Go.
I love writing and expressing my thoughts.
I Love to be in the charge with the tag called Engineer.
One is my hidden Pleasure,
Another is my portrayed obsession.
One is my Expansion to the Dream,
Another is my source of existence.
Can’t Pick One
Can’t settle with one.
I am Both,
And I want Both.
But It is Tough to be Both.
I feel Like it is Me Versus mE.
You like The Roses, Right !
I like the color called blue a lot,
yes all the shades of blue,
What about The Roses in Blue color !
Layer by layer,
The petals of Roses in Blue color.
With some drops of dew over it,
Which would add the glittering effect.
You like wearing shorts more,
As you love your legs,
Yes long sexy legs,
And I like short hair ,
Colored short hair more, As world is beyond monochrome,
What about you being in your favourite shorts,
With the sexy long legs,
And the colored short hair,
Around the shoulder height,
And the slightly soothing smooth breeze,
Adding the visual treat .
Visualizing the scene more and more
And Feeling good about it,
To see you in the colored hair with a Blue Rose,
Also wearing the shorts
And showing your sexy legs.
With a token in my hand to give you
With a note written
“You are Beautiful”
Hello Again,
Well I would like to say that I am very happy with the response from the previous post of mine from the same segment which encouraged me to come up with the second post of such kind from my real life.
Hoping seriously that you guys would shatter the same kind of love and response to this.
Also for those who missed reading out the previous one I am sharing the link of it so that they could read it .
Okay, so I share an incident which had been a serious tension to my family.
We all know that there was a superhero show which used to be there at the television and we all watched it like something more than precious,
yes I am talking about shaktimaan the one only superhero show,
i think it used to be there on the Saturdays mostly than started on Sundays as well,
I was crazy for the show, I use to ran hard with all my strength and swiftness to watch the show,sometimes without removing shoes.
So it was a craze for the kids of my age. And the guys from 90s would agree with me.
Like many kids I used to believe in everything what I saw through television, though the show always provided the Disclamation of it is being fictitious and don’t deal any resemblance with anyone.
But me being a kid, also idiot thought it showcases the real world.
And I climbed up to the peak of water tank which was about 30metres from the ground level so that shaktimaan would come and stop me from jumping ,
I literally did that by being influenced by my neighbor friend who stated that shaktimaan came to save him like he does in the TV and he met him that way,
So i liked the idea of meeting him and luckily at the time I decided to climb , my brother was there with me,
he tried to stop but I don’t listen at such times,
and then he reached home somehow all the way from the water tank to my home which was about one km from my home,
my mother came with a hustle with every tear falling over the stairs and stopped me,
I reached almost of the water tank,as it was around 200stairs and I was too young to walk through it,
so she came and took me from their with all the way to my home with some hard slaps , pulling my hair through the journey and yes folding of ears which was her favorite, she asked why you did so?
I told her that shaktimaan was about to come but you came in between my mother told the show is not real it is fiction,
I said our neighbor told me that he met him yesterday when he climbed so I did the same,
she slapped me more than earlier as she felt I am having a bad bunch of fools with me,
later she never allowed me to meet me but I used to met him again and again,
I remember that the show has such an influence that I wanted to wear the costume of the show for all my parties if possible and allowed, also at the backyard i used to spin around and fly like shaktimaan but always failed 😀
Hope you guys liked my story and allow me to share more my childhood with you all. Yes it is not that cool as it could have gone either way, so I would say that we should be selective about what to show the kids .
Yes I have been idiotic as I find it ridiculous now and don’t encourage that all, but that’s what childhood is and like to share it with you all.
And
Always Follow the golden words
“DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME”.
Yes he kissed her as she sleeps next to him every night,
And in the morning he takes his breakfast with her.
As she loves to cook for him and watch him eating,
He make few cups of coffee which they enjoy with a kiss .
She comes and goes,
she is not scary but yes she is the ghost who thinks and treats him as her boyfriend,
though he told her that I am not the one but she says let it be I like you as i used to like my boy friend,
Also he asked about her that why she is ghost now, and what went wrong with her,
she said she murdered her boyfriend and committed suicide as she caught him with another girl,
And she had been brutally betrayed by her boyfriend.
She likes him because he looks like him ,
but he is single and lives just next to the room where they lived.
And more ever he also failed in love with same kind of situation though he preferred to let her live with him,
So there is a connection of being cheated by their loved ones but both had different approach to it.
Anyways,
She just wears the normal clothes like jeans T – shirts, etc like any other young girl not like the ghosts of the movies,
yes her voice is dual and of course she has some amplitude at it.
And She could smile and cry at the same time,
She likes romantic movies. And prefer playing carom.
She has the most beautiful eyes and even more beautiful smile.
She is friendly to him but he don’t know how to tell her that she is a different spirit now,
he can’t love her like she wants,
Ghost and human can’t be the lovers,
she says one day when the god would be kind enough on her she would happily leave the world but by then he has to be her love interest,
He thinks he don’t have any other option as he can’t find a way to escape also he has generated some kind of sympathy for her.
May be because of her love failure And the betrayal.
That’s it.!!!
After 2 years of her marriage ,
Pia came back to India to stay with her family, so many of her friends came to meet her,
they asked her many random questions about her and husband,
like,
how is your marriage,?
You both are happy ?
How you have been these days etc.
she said yes I am happy as I look. And we are living with all possible happiness.
Her friend (Nisha) said , all good !that’s enough as you have been the most reserved girl from our group! And went to abroad all of a sudden .
Pia replied ‘ yes i have been very shy and reserved.,
Pia asked – What about you, are you still flirting with all?
Nisha replied- yes sometimes for fun and sometimes for seriously nothing.
But tell me about you how good is your life, you are looking different, he is nice to you right?
I mean why you came alone where is he?,
Pia replied ‘ of course he wanted to come but he had some commitments.
yes I can’t tell you about it in details but I feel so lucky to be his wife.
Her friend was not convinced as she can observe that her eyes were saying something else.
She again, asked her the same question in a different way,
” hey your husband is a rich guy , I saw his profile has some good money in the bank and also have a lot of property etc right?.”
She replied ‘ yes so.
Her friend puzzled pia ” are you not excited with that, like money ,property cars etc.
pia replied “yes if it excites you then I am also excited.”
Her friend could sense that pia is missing something, she asked her again and again by some promises and all.
Pia replied ” yes I am married I love him and he loves me, yes he is rich and talented that’s it,
but you know what I feel like i am still partially virgin,
Yes we travelled everywhere but not like a couple , he was there with some work and consignments.
And I was there to make him feel stress relieved whenever needed.
He has been there with me, but not there for me, more for status showoff. To show it to the world through social networking sites.
And you know how we love, it is more like robots following some of the mating commands.
Yes He is a proper straight man and i am also proper straight girl, nothing odd as it sounds.
but the fact is that, he only touched my body and not my soul, and never allowed me to get in his zone of privacy.
We are not connected to each other like we should have.
My body is not virgin my friend but yes my emotions are , my heart is not there when I am with him because he is not also there with me, its more like a task to him or an activity to loose stress for him, that’s it,
he is busy with his cigars and phone ,
he is there but he is not there with me actually ,
he loves his work more than himself. He love me but his style of love is not what I like may be he don’t even know how to love.
He has a time for everything like 10mins for breakfast , 5mins for getting ready etc,
he is a big time management insect.
It’s good professionally.
but not for the layers of love to get unfolded.
But I am happy as I can’t be sad.
R Prakash Rao 
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