Simple yet complicated !

She isn't dumb, she prefers to listen
She isn't a stoic, she cloaks her emotion
She isn't rude, she wants you to grow
She isn't harsh, she wants you to know
She isn't a loser, she wants you to win
She isn't passive, she's fighting a battle within
She is see through, but you can't take her for a ride
She lives in present, but can't leave her past aside
She laughs out loud, that keeps her alive
She seems stupid, she's just avoiding a strife
She builds a wall, she lets no one inside
Only to genuineness will she confide
She is in no hurry, the later the better
She'll wait a lifetime,
Someday, true love will find her!
















 

You still love us, don't you?

Shot 1
She: F***! That slimy yucky uuuwwaacckkk is back to his ass****ness!!!
He: Chillaxxx. Just ignore.
She: You know what, you just don't understand this. It's like a f***ing irritating mosquito zzzzzzzzzing around your ear. How long can one ignore it?
He: I get it...puke
She: What do you mean by PUKE? All you men are the same, ZOMBIES!
He: So what do you want me to do?
She: Why are you always asking me what you need to do, have you not figured it out yourself by now?I thought you understood me!
He: I am listening sweetie. I understand.
She: Ohhhh...I am so honored to have your ears at my service!"
<SILENCE>
He: What?
She: I think I'll go out for a while and pep myself up.There's just no point talking it out to you.

Shot 2
He: You back??
She: Hmmm...
He: You wanna say something?
She: You know what?You are right, I should ignore him.

Shot 3
She: Hello, how are you?
She 2: Hey, I am good. You sound very low today...Everything Ok?
She: <frustration> That bloody bone in the neck...He messaged me again... </frustration>
       <irritated> Why doesn't that blood sucking bugger just die? </irritated>
       <about to break> Why does he have to come back again and again? </about to break>
       <back to senses;musing nevertheless> He can never change. He never cared when we were together,   why now? </back to senses;musing nevertheless>
       <all tears> Why are things so difficult <silence> ................................. </silence> I am feeling much better  now </all tears>
       <gratitude> Thanks sweets, thanks for understanding </gratitude>
She 2: I am sure you are feeling better now:)
She: :-) Hey, I forgot, 25% off on Levi's. Today evening, what say?
She 2: Wow!! Done.And there's this new restaurant that has opened up at F.C. Road. Deal sweetie, we're meeting today:)

Gyan
Yes, we women are difficult, complicated, but then we are coded that way. Remember "Men are from Mars, Women are form Venus"? We have our own ways of shrugging off our anxieties.Yes, we cry, we cry and we cry and we need to communicate unlike all you men who find haven in bars and heaven in beer. But then that is how you are designed too. Thanks nevertheless for all the nothing you do. We need you;)

A different eye

Whenever I fall, you help me rise,
Hard as rock, but a friend in disguise,
Riding your back, head held high,
Battling the demons, epochs pass by...

But then there is a moment, time just stops,
You hold my hand and we struggle to walk...
I curse you for all that is wrong,
Sulking all the way, but becoming strong!
All of a sudden, I push you aside,
I run away from you, I try to hide,
But the flame just refuses to die...
"Just hang in there!"I hear a cry.

Silently towards me you crawl,
Then like a devil standing tall,
Your eyes like burning ambers of fire,
My naked exposure and your lusty desire!
Like lightning in the sky we strike head on,
Would be a long battle before it is dawn...
There is blood, there is pain, there is a spasm,
And I engulf you to reach an orgasm,
But inside me the trick you play,
Gnawing at me but cleansing my soul...right away!

I feel you inside, I feel I am alive,
Darkness has faded and there is a clear sky!
I realize it is you who is truly mine,
When you are in me is when I shine...
It is when I am full of you that I find you all around
I see light and hear a jingling sound,
Once again with you I fall in love,
And I can see Him smile from the heavens above.
Whatever you give is a gift to me
Life ! You're an evil beauty,
If through my eyes you see:)

Inspired by the quote: Nobody dies a virgin, life f**** us all!

Speechless...

Chit chat chutur putur...The college is back to life. All those withered and exam-ridden faces are radiating the trademark 'back-from-home' glow. Festive season is over but the festive mood continues. Met friends at college after some 10-even days and the first question everybody shot at me, "Hey Lady Finger, howz it going?". (For all those who are unaware, lemme tell you, a month back, I fractured my left ring finger and it was quite a talk of the town. The miracle happened in a sensational inter-college throw ball match, just before my semester exams; a nasty catch, and 'tuck' went my finger. We did manage to win the match by the way and I was heralded as a fighter to have played all the sets with the "clinically" known mallet finger.)

I was in the computer lab busy surfing, when one of my friends came to me and asked the same question. I didn't look at him, just showed my bent finger.

"Hey, it has straightened. Good, you are okay now."

I looked at my finger that will forever have the 10 degree tilt.

"Naaahh, it's never going to be okay again, plus there is no movement...:(", I complained.

"Hey, chill, it's just a tiny flaw in a tiny finger", he said , gently patting my back.

"Whatever, it's a loss to me. A part of my body, no matter how tiny, is non-functional now! Imagine if something like this had happened to you, wouldn't you be crying?"

For a moment I was deported to the past when one of my batch mates had complimented that I had lovely, long and thin fingers and a well manicured hand.

"Well in that case, I should be crying and forever be crying. Isn't it?", he smiled.

It took few seconds before reality struck me and I realized how high-spirited my friend is. His foot is polio infected since birth.

There was a pause, absolute silence and I was forced to think : Why do we have to be cry babies? Whatever we possess, good or bad is a gift to us from God. Let's be grateful to him for all that he has given us. We are all his children and he will take care of all.