Silent Talk of love

It was a windy Saturday morning of December. Puff of cool air brushed my face while I leaned out of my balcony window. Sipping on a hot cup of tea, I waited for its magic to kick start my otherwise dull weekend into an enliven day.

About 10.30 in the morning, some loud whooping from the neighbourhood caught my attention, making me intrigued as to who has come. Do I ask mom? I thought and then refrained as my sister who had read my mind provided with an explanation.

“A guest at Aunty Bakshi’s house. A cute girl” My sister smilingly whispered so mom could not listen. On the spur of moment, I decided to get ready to visit their house and calm my anxiousness.

In a few minutes I was at the Bakshi’s door. My eyes were eagerly looking out for the angel who has cast her spell on everyone, but she was somewhere inside. I kept talking to Aunty Bakshi and others in the house, hoping for her to come out anytime soon. Her description had already made me desirous to meet her.

My wait was fruitful, for after a while she came out and honoured me with her presence. The moment I saw her I fell in love with her, just like everyone around who had become her slave. She was adorable, beautiful and cute, but that was the least thing about her. That slight dip in her cheeks when she smiled made her look prettier. Oh! And her eyes, I never saw such dark eyes with so much light in them. An aura of freshness in her presence was the reason behind all cheers inside my heart. I knew then, that I could keep looking at her for ages and never get bored.

As a guest, Aunty Bakshi’s place was new to her so her face was flushed with excitement and eyes were still trying to figure out the strange surroundings.

Even though everybody was around, I couldn’t stop myself and stepped in to greet her. As usual with girls, she kept silent, but that didn’t deter me. She gazed at me in amaze as if I was a street ruffian or a vagabond. Initially, she didn’t even bother to notice me, but after sharing a few awkward smiles, I got her to at least look at me. The confidence in me roared with every passing minute and so I attempted to hold her hand to say Hello. I was taken by surprise with warmth in her soft hands and sleek fingers, but soon she pulled her hands back. She still didn’t talk a single word to me and all I could do was try to read her actions. My patience was soon wearing off and so I made another attempt to hold her in my arms. Never did I feel so lucky, when she showered her gorgeous smile on me. Hesitating, I planted a kiss her on her forehead and succeeded too, but you know what? She still couldn’t speak a word to me.

Well, wait !! Have you been wondering what is happening here? Let me clarify. All I am talking about is the 10 month old niece of my neighbour J

Flaming Sunshine

Venerate the glory of the glistering sunshine which abolishes the frequent corollary of darken nights. It gives out second chances to brace the ray of divine light from long old darkness for which it long awaited. The remorse of old times has buried its all guilt.

Slightest whispers in awaken ears feels like loud whooping sound of ovation. The sky is busy spreading hues of blue cheer; its one lost color now gleaming bright as if finding his true spirit. Invisible is now visible. Glory has started returning to its own kingdom.

                       

Semblance of sun had haled the sound of the sky, once a mumble is now loud roar.

Seeing these, I got courage and I called out my old companion, reminding him of good times when we enjoyed the rain together, it was the first greet of the morning for which they waited all night long. Just to say “HI” was no more than a reason but to have glimpse of each other again.

“Do you remember? Of course you do, for in your eyes I see the agitation of my tormented face clearly visible. When I was waiting for you to return, the anxiety of responding back to me on every night. Your blooming face every time when you saw me. All of these cannot be any less than brilliant companionship.

Do you recollect? Then what are you afraid of? Do you fear losing or being wrecked? If you must, then only lose one thing – let go of that menace which is bulling your happiness. If you had to ever compromise your choice, always choose bliss over sorrow first. Dreadful tides are present in our minds for which we are frightened to brace the creed that has always taken care of us.

Let’s go with the flow, Let’s enjoy some time together, who knows may be some time will be long enough for lifetime!. “

Voice came from my companion, It Takes Time!!” to heal , waiting is my duty, responding is yours, and that one thing has taken away all my misery, my faith is still alive, the life is still alive in my fantasy, beam of love still blowing our hearts, and the angst of result does not despair me anymore!!

Different Pic on Sex- Abstract 18+ strickly

Talks of lust and love, Well more to feel and less to think, that's how I am defining this.

Ever since I started reading Chetan bhagat novel's it explained 3 important things to me. I don't know how much of that's actually true

1) Most shitty nerd and loser gets laid to most sexiest chick easily.

2) They often actually fall in love once they have first sex.

3) They happily lived together after.

More people talk about that particular scene of book as if they fantasize and visualize in front of them when they read,  Once I asked my friend about why, He told me its some difference fanaticism just like porn.      

One good friend of mine told me, its all for just one reason sex, 2 inches long pole and 2 inches broad hole is the culprit behind all shit happens in the world, and I couldn't disagree,by the way, I was not talking about mind here (:). Your imagination is beyond my control).Anyways, but then I come across something very important about psychology of people and that lead me to few interesting facts. 

You have two kind of people
1) One love for all.
2) Love one that's all. 

Surely first one is more success, They truly found god's message of treat with equality, feel love for all and exploit them equally :P (You get it in all 3 sex). Good men go to heaven and bad man find heaven on earth.

Jerking of in the name and love's done, or remanding someone and for days  you forget jerking off, well it depends, Remember first there is love then lust.

People say you get most hottest top 20 babes/ lads of your town, but someone you really desire or love kicks off your ass and walks away, Well not being negative don't worry, if read till the end y'll feel much more better. When someone is in love specifically unsure love, most of them seem depressed in worrying, You call them they'll say "I m f*cking", Where they isn't really doing that as well for us to be proud :), finally end up f*cking but not themselves rather their lives.

We start with desire of having each other, rather being in moment and enjoying every moment of togetherness as treasure. On the counter once we have each other somewhere the desire is gone and we no more in same caressing feeling or emotions. Such is a life that you ll surely wound by walk of time over the period, Or you ll find new chick/lad ;) you have attraction working for attraction, fear will work for itself, being in the right scale to pick the right joyful moments by giving love will have more chances of getting it back. Even if you don't end up together in life, you have those memories which is better then something you might never had, but believe you will never had that case if you do it correctly.