Sunday 14 July 2013

The Doting Lovers

Time flies by in a shutter of the eye,
Burned and cut would be thou with a goodbye.
The distance within in a span,
Life and skin grow blanch.
Naught you bid adieu,
Worlds shalt shatter and turn blue.
Might art be both stale,
Go out there and brew a gale.
Spirits must you keep on cloud nine,
Off you go at night as the two wine and dine.
Look up to the sky,
Thou shalt not let colloquy dry.
Run now to the open meadows,
Left behind shall be your shadows.
Sun must shine warm upon your faces,
Raining might be softly on your traces.
Durst not between any other lady or lad,
Hold each other and be glad.
Cherish and treasure the good,
Vile and cruel be left a mood.
For as long as you have the other,
Devotion shall look up to you prouder.

 Shivam Pradhan and Sharon Chongoloi, you two have something great. Hold and heed. 

Aimer y ser Aimado

She hides things from him.
He doesn’t like the fact that he has to force her to spill out the secrets churning and turning inside of her. He without any doubts obviously does not appreciate himself for doing so.

But the things that she hid from him weren’t at all any dirty secrets; dirty secrets which would include her cheating on him or flirting with other lads. The relationship that the two have is their’s, and I am not one to comment on it. However from my experience, the sharing of your friends’ secrets is not highly a necessity. It is only right that both of them get their own space and not delve too much into each other’s business, so as long as the matter does not include either of them. There are certain things about one’s friends and family, which might be little too clandestine, and are difficult to share with a partner without a legitimate bond.

Her brother and one of her, as well his, friends are together, like in a relationship. She knew it ever since they started going out and never did she once tell him about it. He came to know about this through one of his friends. He thinks that she didn’t bother to tell him about it because she doesn’t care enough for him to let him know all that goes on with her brother’s and friend’s life.

If he did come to know about it, why doesn’t he ask her about it very directly? Is he absolutely certain and positive that she knows about it, I questioned him. He says that she is familiar about it without any doubt because she keeps on dropping hints about the matter here and there. However, the moment he is close enough to bring out the matter to open fields, she changes the subject, hence playing the game with sheer cleverness.

He conversely has a very bad habit of flirting with other females. He says that he wouldn’t call all those cheesy sleazy conversations flirting but being over polite and over friendly with them.

That is wrong on so many levels. She has been just hiding phrases of her family’s and friends’ life, whereas he is being, in his words, “over polite” with them. If he had been my boyfriend and I unearth all that has been going on in the woods, I would’ve kicked him outright to the gutters.

So he laughs at it off, and says that he tries to control. He doesn’t know why but his love for her is slowly fading away and he however does not wish that happens.

Don’t just control, ignore. Don’t you break up with her, promise me? You have somebody as of now to tell her that you love her. You have someone who will tell you that she loves you. You have somebody to express your emotions and tell her silly little romantic lines. She will tell you that she loves you without any reason. Late at night, when you cannot sleep and you are wide awake, you will have somebody to think about and imagine little romantic episodes which might not ever even happen. When you’re lonely and could use a few words of love and comfort, you have someone to call up and tell her how much you love and miss her, and I guarantee you, that you hear it back as well. Do not miss out on all of this.

I may not quite be in line with these thoughts, but you should be. I do not quite understand the whole concept of being in love and wanting someone so badly you are ready to cringe and cry just thinking about him or her. However, I do miss the person I hear words of love and kindness whenever I want to, and all of a sudden I feel lost and deserted. Then again, I remind myself that this is who I am; not wanting to be in love. I am pretty sure it is because I didn’t’ give love a chance, didn’t try to be in love or even so stay in love.

But you are in love, and you should respect that. You should carry it with you. 

Ruled.


Hey. 
 What?
I need you to call me.
And why is that?
I just need you to.
Well I can’t, I am busy.
Well alright then, I thought I would give you a piece of my mind.
Oh whatever!



You know what? What the hell? I am done being good to you. I highly recommend you get acquainted with the term “friend.”The definition that you use for a friend is something so extremely different in so many levels. For you a friend is someone who gabs, chats and babbles to you all day long. But trust me my darling; you are not going to be befriending a mate as such in any time now or even possibly ever. You consider yourself a being so irresistible, appealing and enticing, but truth be told, you are nothing but a worthless bauble who don’t mean a dime to me or to anybody else. Actually, I am willing to be a bit harsher as of now, “You are nothing but a piece of poop.” Please feel free to feel like crap. Expecting me to become instant chums and sharing everything that goes in “my” life with you is a sect of your delusional imagination.  Put all believes in me and know that those imaginations are never coming to reality. You must as well know the reason to why you and I cannot be friends, it is very bitterly because you are not a friend I’d like to treasure and cherish, you’re not someone I can confide in. Talking to you one night with utter friendliness does not make us bosom buddies.


What?


You were pleased and content to be in Sarla Birla Gyan Jyoti (SBGJ), right? I suppose you should go back there again. Do tell your parents to admit you back to SBGJ; nobody’s keeping you tied down here anyway.


Yo chill!


I don’t need any freaking advice from somebody who hates me for not talking to him “all day long.” Reality check babe, I have much better things to do, rather than talking to you all day long.


What the hell? I don’t want you to talk to me all day long.


 You say that you don’t want me to talk to you all day long. Sure, that most definitely explains the bazillion missed calls and messages from you on my phone, the trillion texts on Whatsapp. In order to get rid of those infinite text messages I had to block you on Whatsapp, and as well as put your calls on forward so as I could live in peace.


Okay, fine. I will live a boring life from now on.
I won’t disturb you.
Bye Sanjukta.


Stop being a mother fucking pussy and grow up. I literally mean it. Grow up and face the rejections in life.