Aside

Around You..

Let me Put some Stars around you,

Because,

The Moon is Even More Beautiful, When it is surrounded by stars…

-RPR

Aside

Every Morning…

Every Morning,

When I am on my bed,

Laying,

Or Even Delaying my First step of the day,

I think about all those moments which i have had with you in my dreams, or say in the forced dreams,

The Whispering in Talks,

The Never Ending Eye contacts,

The cozy Hugs,

The Extended Lip Locks ,

The Fascinating Romance within the blanket,

The Enticing fragrance of your body,

sometimes its Jasmine,

Sometimes its like Rose to smell.

Just Love those Naughty Touches of yours Here And there,

Every Morning I think of these dreams ..

And Every Night , I try to watch the same dream with some Extension of Expression in Love…

Thank You

VIKRAM – THE ULTIMATE KING

Around 1830s, In A Kingdom called Udhampur, There was a man, popularly known as Vikram was living in the sub-divided villages.

He was professionally a cobler, used to make and stitch the shoes of common men, and also of the bonafide persons of kingdom,

He always believed in helping others whether they are known to him or unknown to him,he never discriminated in lending the helping hand to the people in need.

He felt that real satisfaction of his life is to make people feel good about the presence of another human being around, it could be a moral support , emotional support, and also monetary support.

He was popular and also considered as someone who could comeup with solution to everyone who reaches out to him for seeking a help in any problem.

But by doing so he never looked at his own life.

He remained poor and absolutely unchanged in his daily life although he was working for the palace of king and paid good for the service he usually did ,but he opted for a selfess social service.

But As there is a Problem in everything what we do, Few around him were not happy with his popularity and reach among people, they felt it is tarnishing the image of king ,as poor people felt going to king for a help is very tough than going to Vikram,

so these jealous people started their unnecessory adaptations against him and presented him as a cheater to king infront of king.

The alegations like cheater and person with some hidden desires and tresures were applied on him. There were many theories came that he a tually wants to show the king that he is not a good king or even a man with better admistrational skills than king.

few even laughed at him for his life, as he was poor and living a very miserable life with poverty, but has the tendency of helping others with his earnings, few considered it as a show off and few even stated that he has alot of money hidden somewhere with which he is doing some amount of help to people to earn a good name and diminsh the importance of king.

After listening all the allegations, the king finally asks with some anger and confusion ,

what is this all upto ?

are you really looking for helping people or you have some hidden desires , ?

do you feel that i am not a good king,?

do you think i am not approachable?

Do you think yourself a king, do you have alot of money to feed them?

Do you have ang tresure somwhere?

Are you getting any advices from the kings of other kingdoms?

For which vikram remains silent for a while and then says ,

Firstly i am not trying to diminsh your importance not even have any such intentions,

i am not getting any advices or helps from any, i really dont have any money, or any tresure,

i dont have any hidden desires not even any agenda,

i am no one to feel or have any opinion about your admistrational skills, you are my king and i know that from my birth.

Also i know the fact that i am just a cobbler not a king,

but what i also know is that you really dont need alot of money, or tresure to help a person next to me ,

you really dont need to have any personal desire to help a person in need, and above all you dont need to be a king to look for the people around you,

i feel that a good heart and pure soul is enough to do good to people next to you, you dont need to have a kingdom, not even the need of adminstrational skills.

It has nothing to do with my loyality towards you and kingdom,

it is just my humantarian effort for making my surrounding happy,

i wont mind if people feel it a propaganda, or they feel i am idiot or actually laugh at me, i wont mind if they consider me as a king or a cobbler,

what i know better is that i am human being first without any other label of professional duties and its limitations.

The king looks at him and smiles with sheer happiness, i am very happy to have a person like you in my kingdom, you really taught everyone that it is not a need of a position or profession to do your basic humanitarian responsibilites, everyone has their job to do for the happiness around themselves, for me you are king with all the qualites ,

so even if people laugh at your selfless approach and poverty , for me you are a true king, and from now on, i want you to be remembered as VIKRAM -THE ULTIMATE KING.

THE END

The Perfect Sleep

The Sleep which i have is a perfect sleep.

Yes and Perfect sleep is nothing but closing my eyes and talking to you without any noise, in which we laugh and argue without any noise,

sometimes we crack jokes and sometimes we troll eachother, yes we make jokes on eachother and laugh out louder without a noise.

Without a noise i see you shouting at me and asking me some answers for which i have kisses to offer but not the answers..

Yes you take the kisses but still ask the questions without any noise.

Sometimes you kiss me back without letting me know and do some noise here and there without a noise..

Yes You share your stories of your friends without a noise. And I act like listening you with some expressions of listener without any noise.

I sleep on your lap and you sleep on my chest , you hold my hand and switch off the light yes without a noise…

I like that fragrance of your perfume and you smile back with a smooch without a noise.

And then I sleep for hours and hours without any noise 🙂

A Blurry Image

A Blurry Image ,

Not so visible , Not so Clear

A face which is so new,

New to Recognise

Hard to Ignore,

And to Avoid.

Yes A Person new to my eyes , came to my dream and sat infront of me with some illusionary Background.

With some Fog , with some lights like red blue and green .

She came and sat near me with a round neck piece and a covering of some shiny cloth not the shawl for sure on her bare body.

Her Hair were not too long but falling on her shoulders , with which she played sometimes and also adjusted.

She said nothing not even smiled at me just looked at me like a stranger by sitting next to me..

I felt the need to touch her and even ask her what is the purpose of her visit , but i was unsure whether she was human,

She was looking pretty and yes super sexy at the same time, may be the latter one more.

And i felt that watching her beauty from a distance itself is enough for life..

And in Between I realized that she was going somewhere i tried to stop her but she left the place without listening to me,

i wish the dream could have lasted a bit more…

Love you even more…

Hey Girl ,

I love you even more,

and more,

When you are angry,

I just love that face,

That face with a Red tint all over,

Pointed nose, sharper then the normal

Still eyes, with questions more than a kid

Sometimes folded lips, (internally)

With the shrinks of eye brows, quite animated

Love you even more , When you are angry,

You look more cute to me, though I feel bad for making you angry ,

But love to watch that face again and again,

In love with that face of anger,

Love you even more , when you are angry…

Pure as Prayer.

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.

Artistically Beautiful!!

Photo by lehandross on Pexels.com

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.

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This is What Suits You..

Moon
Sun
Stars
And
You, Should shine Forever,
Because This is What Suits You.

Shine Forever like the Diamonds,
Even More than The Diamonds,
Yes More And More,
Because This is What suits You….
This is what defines you.

You are The One who should never be Dim and Dark.
The Charm Of Your Face should never get faded.
The Aura of Your Persona should never get Diminish,
The Beauty of your Eyes should never get Lesser,
Should Never get lesser at all,
Because This is What suits You….

Darling,
Nothing Can Break You,
Nothing can ever overshadow You,
Nothing can ever Bother you my love,
Just Smile and shine Always,

Because This is What suits you,
This is What Suits You The Most …..

POWER CUT : a love tale

It was around 6Pm,

and one hour was still there to leave the place,

Then what we felt that a power cut could be a good idea to have a little kiss near the godown, at the backyard of the office.

Actually it was her plan before the Long office tour of mine.

I really liked the idea and did the power cut through the help of electrician , and asked him to switch off his phone for a while and give some relatable excuse, things will be managed by me ,

He did the same without a question, and smiled back with a wink, I tapped over his shoulder and gave some bribe for the sake of love.

My girl has been informed the same, and she already reached the place with so many butterflies in her stomach, as this was our first time in the office premises,

Power cut …., and within 5 minutes everyone left the place with a joy of break from work , then slowly I reached the place ,

She was there , near the door of panel room,

I smiled at her she was blushing and it was dark all-around.

I just thought to look around me whether anyone is there or not, but in between that she dragged me towards her, and whispered “no one is here baby.., Don’t waste time” .

She kissed with some serious passion, and one could see the shine in her eyes, she quickly gone opposite to her shy nature which itself is a remarkable change.

Her thin lips were craving for a long lock with my lips, and my hands were around her neck and hair to hold her head tight.

We both started kissing in the dark messy room,

We both were kissing…

Kissing with the breathe choking smooches.

And with a passion full of love..

We lost each other in the moment there,

we were inseparable,

and we wanted to have so much more in between than just kissing, but we were still kissing,

and we hardly noticed that the office fellows are there who may come at any time,

Thanks to the electrician who reminded that he has to come back and switch the power ON.

We realized the same, and left the place with many more unfulfilled desires.

Thank you

*** A Fictional Tale 🙂

Blueprint of love.

She came with some questions, and asked him precisely ,

As he was the most sorted guy of the group.

he actually wanted to spend more time with her, as she was his love interest,

so it was like bread and butter to him.

she started asking about love and breakups and confessed that she had bitter memory of love, he smiled

and replied you have a memory of love which itself is good,

many of us don’t even have that,

they love without letting it know , even to their shadow,

And whatever you asked me about love is just the replica of your sadness of your previous experience,

I would rather suggest you to believe in the beauty of life, in the way it comes

accept it, and stay honest to it,

that’s it,

there is no blueprint of love.

That it has to be done that way or this way it varies from time and person to person.

She hugged him and said thank you my friend.

I am done with my doubts hope I find someone like you,someday!

He smiled, and just felt good about it.

Thank You

Aside

I see you ….

My mirror is not working ,

I can’t see my face, in it

I tried yesterday,

I have been trying from the morning,

But I can’t see my face ,

It’s not working,

I see someone else instead,

Yes I see you in it,

Whenever I try to see myself in it,

I see you,

Sometimes smiling ,

Sometimes fixing your shattered hair.

Yes you even wink sometimes,

Is it an illusion or you did some black magic. ?

But I can’t see me in it.

I see you in it.

Love and feel

Breeze just at the back yard of your house,

I love it like I love your breathe,

soothing and pleasant

like we listened that famous romantic duet with some cuddles and and a bit of salsa.

Still I wonder the shampoo you use , the perfume you spray

your hair is soft like velvet and the fragrance is still around my shoulders,

Don’t know how beautiful it would be if we could roam in that breeze with your open hair, and with that saree which I gifted you on your last birthday.

Sheer pleasure and a treat to eyes.

Don’t know whether I would just look at you or I would enjoy the ambiance.

As it would be like “surrender right now you can’t look anywhere else “

Feel the Love.

More of you….

More of you …

More of you my love…

Yes bit more of you is what I like…

But what you have been doing..

What you have been doing by hiding your own shadows…??

And the more I want…

The more you are invisible…

Invisible smiles…

Invisible shadows..

Invisible Love..

But a sense of your existence is always there…

In which I can smell your fragrance..

More of you I want my love..

Yes a bit more of you…

Paint of You..

If I could paint someday,

I would love to make a paint of you,

if I could become a painter ,

You Will be The one To whom I want to paint on daily basis..

Because You are my favorite ,

Yes Allow Me to Paint you.

The Paint Would look beautiful like a blooming flower..

More like you,

let me take you to the world of Paint Board and canvas..

Colors like Red, Yellow, Blue and Pink,

Some light And some dark.

Your Big Round Eyes…

Enough to express anything inherent.

your pointed sharp nose… Yes my favorite place to kiss.

The Red Beautiful lips…

Puffy and very soft..

Your long black hair…

With some curls at the ends

Yes some layered lashes and wide Eye Bros..

And With some colorful clothes…

You look like a Beautiful Portrait..

One would love to make a paint of you..

I Would Love to make Paints of You..

Sensing You

Gloomy Eyes,

Dim, And Dull.

Dusky ,What I see Everywhere

Dozens Of Reasons Without so Reasonable,

Ticking Boxes Like Clicking Selfies.

Still Feeling Anxious , Impatient.

Abiding All Conditions & Terms,

Terms To Stay At A distance.

Distance As Much as I can

But You Are in the Every Blink of my eyes.

Why I Sense ,

Like Sensing You

Fire Without a Smoke..

Thanks To That Messy Wall,

Standing There Behind the Garage

With a light more like a moon..

To support and withstand The load of two Passionate Bodies..

With hand over hand..

Feet above feet..

Lips Above And Under Lips..

Tongues Fighting to prove each other best ..

Salvia Intermixed within the mouths, Like the Juices of Oranges and Pomegranate .

And Gulped. .

With Some Enticing sensations in the bottom and Butterflies flying everywhere in the Belly..

Also Some Heavy Breathings and interlocked Eye contacts..

There was Fire Without a Smoke..

And A Never Ending Quench .

Spread Love..

I am not loving you , I Just …

No , I don’t love you, it is not like that , I just like your smile and smirk, I really don’t love you , I think I just like that eyes , yes big round & deep eyes, like a sea to swim… .

Please don’t get me wrong with my acts, I really don’t love you, I just try to steal some swag, and charm..

I breathe more when you are near, because I am just fond of that perfume you use, it is so fascinating, more like Lavenders and Jasmine.

I like that walk of you, something is good about it , it adds confidence to your persona,even attracts the ones who see your walk.

Again , I repeat I am not at all loving you , but yes I like the way you listen me, though I talk rubbish most of the times,

this sometimes makes me feel why and how I can’t love , as you are so so loveable,

I am not in love with you as of now but yes I would love to love you, as I think of you day and night, with and without a need,

sometimes even i have you in my dreams, can’t share the details of the dream though.

But still I am saying the same I am not loving you, but we could be the best pair, and we should live together forever..

I am not loving you, I just…

The Sunshine Blogger Award.

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

Let Me Find.

In the search of satisfaction I think I lost my happiness,

and the essence of purity

committing more mistakes than corrections,

Losing a day Now,

And Lost a Day yesterday,

And Also lost many more days before yesterday.

These are preciously important Days of my life.

What’s Wrong?

Where I am?

What I am doing?

Why I am doing?

Don’t know

Don’t have any clue.

I am Lost,

I have more flaws now,

Yes Not Appropriate,

And also weirdly imperfect

But

How to stop ,

How to fightback

Tell me

I need your help

I really need your help.

To fix things back,

To Swipe out the dirt,

To Find the same space,

And Vibe

Let me find,

The same Person Again

Always smiling and always shinning.

To You With Love…

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.

Aside

Some Mornings’

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

Beautiful in & out

Beautiful You’re in general,

And Beautiful your smile is.

Beautiful you are with your words.

Beautiful you are to the one you love.

Beautiful to the people you care.

Beautiful to the one you feel good about.

Beautiful to the society standards.

But Are you Really Beautiful?

As the real beauty is in the heart,

It’s beyond the layering of cosmetics,

And wearing of quality clothes.

It’s beyond the buttering of words.

It does not require to be in the good books of everyone,

It just require a good heart.

Are you Beautiful both in and out?

Thank you WordPress.

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.

Love to sleep over your Lap

Lap…

I love to sleep over your lap,

I feel so calm,

Also sleepy..

My worries don’t haunt me anymore..

And I am not the same insomniac ..

Also, I don’t have headaches..

I feel so good…

Chilled and relaxed..

I feel free to breathe,

All my tensions get vanished..

Yes your Lap,

similar to my mother’s lap,

the warm and soothing Lap..

Lap ,

just love to sleep over your lap.

Let me sleep over your lap.

I never loved you.

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.

***Don’t Play with Emotions..

***How should the guy react to it ? And what would be your reaction if you find yourself at such situation?

I Find You Cute.

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

Both are important.

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.

***We can’t decide who comes first and who is second, of course it’s both which make us what we want to be, so its important to make them understand their importance in our life, one can’t be another and vice versa. Both are differently important in life. It’s harsh and unfair to pick and choose.

You Are Beautiful.

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”

Loving Ghost

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.!!!

Link

I will meet you there ( Linked)

Hey hello everyone , hope you all are fine and fabulous .

Just shared a link of my blog post from my another blog site, titled as “I will meet you there” which I really liked and it has been one of my favorite posts, hope you guys like it as well,

Look I still see that many of my friends don’t know about my another blog, and I am not happy with that as my work which means a lot to me has not reached to the people who follow me from years.

So, I just shared the link,and would do again and again if I feel so. 🙂

Anyways,

it is a romantic poem which you may love and like.

Follow the link below,

Like And share your opinions there.

https://thoughts304.wordpress.com/2017/08/06/i-will-meet-you-there/

Good Night.

Virgin…

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.

***Love is beyond the materialistic happiness. Love them with everything you have,not just posting pictures and buying gifts.

Protected: Thank you Mr. Sharma

Aside

Love Scoops… The Romantic Tale

They both were watching a movie and it was around 2am, everyone except them were sleeping, it was a good regional movie which they were watching, and suddenly she realized that no one is awake, she whispered with a touch on his feet, ” hey, all are sleeping except us” !

He turned every where around him at once, and said “yes it is quite late so obviously, they will sleep , and they may have watched the movie . so let them sleep, it’s a nice scene of the movie look at it .”

She again turned every where. And said “look it’s too dark everyone is sleeping.”

He replied with some irritation, “so what ? are you scared of ghosts or what, don’t bother about all that , ghosts don’t exists.”

She said “are you crazy I am thinking something else. You are such a fool.”

He was still unsure and continued watching the movie.

She took the remote in her hand and asked him to look towards her if he wants her to continue the movie, now he could understand what was there in her mind,

He looked towards her and she looked towards him with smiles and glitters .. She was shining like a star in the dark room,

He somehow managed to touch her feet, and they both were still looking to each other,

she kissed the palm of his hands with shivering all over her body.

As they both were sharing such physical touchdowns for the very first time in their life.

And they were just one day old confessed lovers, so it was there first love and also their first scoop of love.

They both were shaky at the night, as they were young and confused with desperation, and it was all happening to them at a place where they were invited as guest, by a common family friend.

They both decided to turn off the TV. As they were not watching it also it was giving more than lightning needed to them.

They came close to each other now,without any light, and soundtrack.

They were not sure how much loving is ethically good, and how to stop love at such point.

She asked him that are you feeling something different, like me. I am feeling like something is there in my stomach may be huge amount of butterflies are flying.

He replied “yes, I am excited yet nervous, I can’t tell that what I am feeling but yes, you brought this idea in mind. I was watching movie like a fool. ”

She looked at him, smiled and kissed on his hand again,for 3-5 minutes. Like she has been paused.

He also kissed her on her hands, forehands, shoulder ,cheeks, neck and forehead. Without any hesitation.

She was stunned with such reaction, as it was beyond her expectations.

Though she liked his passionate love.

They lost themselves in that moment, their nervousness and shyness has gone somewhere.

And there kisses were audible now,

Can you come to the washroom he asked , she said I was about to ask you this. But what would you do there.? She asked with a smile.

He replied everything. What we are doing now, we would be doing better than this.

She said that’s it?

Nothing else.

He said I don’t know, may be a bit more.

She smiled and kissed him on her cheeks and said okay. I am going you join me there.

But be cautious while you will be coming.

So that we may not be caught,

In reply he said ‘yes yes go first’ !

She goes..

He was about to go..

And suddenly he came to know that grandmother of one of them has just woke up, and slowly searching her glasses and drinking water, and sat on her bed .

She came outside of the washroom and asks the grandmother to sleep, but she declines to sleep as she just saw a bad dream.

That means they neither continue their love at hall nor at the washroom.

They both go to their respective places as they both were aware that movie is also not there to sit together, they passed the flying kisses and sleep apart, and thanking god for such a lovely night.

love her!

I want that Tight Hug from you..

Just a Gentle Push towards the wall,

And Hold me Hard,

Yes, Harder than an air lock,

I have been waiting for you with all my heavy breathes..

Yes I am sick , & Uncomfortable,

the doctor advised to sleep and sleep for at least a week,

Look I painted my nails with Red colour…

And coloured my hair as well,

Similar to your favorite Hollywood Girl,

Queen by heart…

She came with so many Dreams,

She explored all the Horizons,

She created magic everywhere she looked,

She is kind,

And also beautiful,

She is not a queen by birth,

Not even a magician with her tricks,

She is an ordinary girl with all the ingredients of Queen,

Who creates illusion with her charm,

Truly she is Queen By heart!

Sleep Again ! – An Erotic Poem

I want to sleep again, as you disturbed me in between,

yes you rang ,

you stupid alarm,

we were at the peak of our love, yes you rang , you stupid alarm.

let me tell you what the dream was,

I can remember that it was very dark and he hugged me tight,

we were tumbling this and that way of the bed,

Yes he kissed me with some lusty passion ,

sometimes at my lips & sometimes at my hips,

I really love that noisy smooches,

like I swallow my long sized noodles,

Love that chocolate coated over my lips, which he tasted with some bites.

yes I wanted it again and again ,

Of course I love that sheer passion, as i was about to die with pleasure and pain.

Yes I want to sleep again to watch the same dream again,

And this time I don’t want you to disturb,

As i want to finish the remainings.

***And then she switched off her alarm and slept again.

S H A D E S

It was around 2 am , he reached his home, which was at 4th floor of the famous apartment in that city.

He was extremely tired with the stress and strain of the day, as finding job is more tougher than doing the job,

some how he managed to change the formal wears with shorts and took his sleep.

he was an aspiring actor who was searching opportunities.

But yet to get a call for acting,It has been 3months of joblessness.

So he was frustrated in a way, but he was there to prove the people wrong who discarded him and his talent in the auditions he gave so far.

So, the next morning he woke up with the same fighting spirit and gone for many more offices for auditions,

And again no one even looked at his portfolio and rejected him,

Now , it was around 3pm, he was about to feel sad and hungry at the same time, he received a call from a reputed ad agency, he ran and reached the agency with some nervousness ,he was asked to sit, then he was about to face the owner,

But she lefts the place.

He was stated by the manager that he has to do AD of some detergent, he was ready with the incoming and accepted it,

Next Day, he reached the place and he saw the other side of acting world,

he saw that there are many guys and girls are being asked for audience for the same AD in which he was already part, he was confused that why this audition is going on,

before he could now he came to know that they are doing it as preventive method, as they may replace him if he does not do good

Some how he managed to impress and did a good job, now in the same set he met the owner,

she is beautiful with some temper issues he observed, she cleared his amount for the ad and asked him to meet again in the evening by sharing her card.

He agreed and left.

In the evening he called the no. Printed on the card,

She didn’t lift and dropped a message in which she shared her address of farm house .

He manages to go there. It is 7pm now

He again calls. This time her phone is in a silent mode. Some how he enter the house.

He could hardly find the purpose of calling him there.

Then he enters , he is still not sure what’s going on.

And suddenly he finds a weird thing of being locked from outside. He is scared now, who is there ? He shouts.

She smiles and says relax , and in between this she offers him some drink and it was not tea or coffee .

he says madam I am OK may I know what’s the reason to call me here. Is there any big project,

she says yeah. It is bigger than you thought,

As You have to impress me, or Should i say satisfy me! By sitting over a couch in a navy blue dress with some alcoholic eyes and unconditioned hair falling over her shoulder she says..

He is shocked now. And says excuse me! What?

She smiles again and asks him to come closer,

And says look, I am searching fun and you are searching success,

so should I say that you are the next star of the country. But for becoming the star you have to go with what I prefer for you.

Look I know that you are from a small town and these things are new , but you may have seen the amount of aspirants near my office and you may be in a confusion that how and why you have been selected. And I hope you are by now quite clear with your doubts.

And Pulls him towards her with showing some of her visible body parts,

I saw your photographs in the portfolio and I decided that you will be in the ad, now I want you to be in the next project but for that you have to impress me in every prospect.

I know you are good at work as you are very hardworking as told by the director ,

Let me check whether you are equally good at other works or not she whispered.

He replied I am good enough to earn money I think I don’t need to do this or that to become a star so thank you I am happy with it. I would like to go now, let the doors get open. He removes her hand over his neck.

She smiled and says ,

you know what the small town people are so poor they can’t take life smoothly, I am beautiful rich and also successful and u need opportunity which only I can provide but you are saying no to me. Do you know how fool you are ! Again she snatches few buttons of his shirt and pulls him towards her.

He says yes I am fool , and happy with it and I don’t want to become star as well.. You are beautiful and also i need opportunity but it does not mean that I would do something which is not good ,

I am not here for sale. Let me go! He slaps her and firmly looks her with anger,

He Breaks the door and left the place. But she was not happy with what happened. As she had other ideas for him, and felt like rejected.

Next Day,

He was saddened now with the side effects of his dream and decides to leave the city. But in between the rush he has been called from another production house , they were seeking some one who is new and talented and found him as the perfect choice through his previous audience.

Six Months Later,

He is the star by his own merit without any comprises.

And finds the same lady in every other business parties and looks her like he saw nothing.

And one bad day he came to know that the lady has been killed at her own farm house from one of her longtime victim.

Good Day!

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*** A Fictional Tale 🙂

In the search of satisfaction I think I lost my happiness,

and the essence of purity

committing more mistakes than corrections,

Losing a day Now,

And Lost a Day yesterday,

And Also lost many more days before yesterday.

These are preciously important Days of my life.

What’s Wrong?

Where I am?

What I am doing?

Why I am doing?

Don’t know

Don’t have any clue.

I am Lost,

I have more flaws now,

Yes Not Appropriate,

And also weirdly imperfect

But

How to stop ,

How to fightback

Tell me

I need your help

I really need your help.

To fix things back,

To Swipe out the dirt,

To Find the same space,

And Vibe

Let me find,

Always smiling and always shinning.

***Don’t Play with Emotions..

***How should the guy react to it ? And what would be your reaction if you find yourself at such situation?

***Love is beyond the materialistic happiness. Love them with everything you have,not just posting pictures and buying gifts.

Stay with them more , they need you in their tough times more than anything else.

***And then she switched off her alarm and slept again.