...in love with me and life

Happy Valentine’s Day, love!

2012-02-14T21:34:00.001+05:30

"Prisha, you know, I keep dreaming about you," Sahil says. "You're out jogging around the park in the morning or reading some book or you're just laying in bed with a bad headaches." he stops rocking his chair.

"You are so gorgeous, with your hair fanned out on the pillow petals of a flower. That delicate curve on your wrist bones when you pressed your thumb and middle finger to your temples to stop the unbearable pain in your head. You'd not move, tangled in the white sheets, like a body at the morgue came back to life, unexpectedly", said Sahil rocking his chair backward.

"You laid there all day, always still; cradling your head in your hands, fingers crawling on your face like spiders to ease the throbbing. You'd barely eat anything but crackers but you'd still smile at me when I stood in the doorway watching you. Years spent like this, the occasional headaches that left you bed ridden", and Sahil rocks his chair forward.

"And one day you were not here, anymore. Your headaches were spent in the hospital, with those white collared depressive nurses and doctors and choking tubes and beeping screens. The white sheets weren't the same as the ones at our home. They were too starched and stiff. I remember, you said you missed our floral purple curtains, the green walls and the softness of the pillow.” Sahil kept rocking the chair, mindlessly.

”I went back home to get it for you and when I returned, you were not in that bed and that helpless look doctor’s face just said “I am sorry for your loss” and then I was asked to sign some papers and they put you in a box, into the dirt."

Sahil stops rocking his chair as tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Happy valentine's day, honey."

Don’t just buy, zap it at ZAPstore.com.

2012-02-14T20:20:00.001+05:30

An online buyer for the last 3 - 4 years, I have tried buying everything from flowers to electronic gadgets. Without taking names here; I have had many bad experiences online - some delivering the wrong product while others eating up my money. But since the last one year, my online shopping experience has improved considerably with other new websites in India. Recently, I was introduced by a friend to a new electronic online store – Zapstore.com where you “Zap” rather than just “Buy”. What caught my attention was their unique innovative model of online retail, a good variety (but not large) of products and a customer friendly interface.

Talking about originality, Zapstore has a very distinctive and interesting selling method. You can either “Buy” the product directly just like any other online store and you can ‘ZAP’ it. With these Zaps, which are like bids – your gadget price starts dropping so you can actually buy your product less than the market price being offered (around offline or online). For dumb freaks like me, this whole process can be a bit confusing, but the Zap team has been sensible enough to explain it in a very sensible manner through a flow-chart and a video : http://zapstore.com/how-to-zap.php

As they say, what looks good would sell well too. And this is quite true about Zapstore, the website is clean unlike most other Indian e-commerce websites which are filled with flashes all around the place making it difficult to focus. The catalog is not exhaustive but I guess they have just started off, I am expecting they would have much more to offer us in the near future.
They also offer free-shipping all over India. And what is better than the option of having to pay when you get the order delivered to you!

Being a blogger myself for sometime, I am not someone who’d just blindly believe anything a website says. Price for the NokiaX2-01 phone was less than what I could find at Nokia’s very own brick and mortar store and other online shopping websites. Zapstore has also mentioned its registered office address and telephone number right there. Though I hope they start taking calls 24*7, you see I am a night person!

This is a webstore with promising future as long it maintains what it has shown till now. Being easy to use, with flexible payment modes and timely package delivery; it is already setting a new benchmark and trying well to break the average Indian customer’s inhibition of online shopping. Overall a good and promising innovative online electronics gadget store; definitely recommended. Checkout Zapstore.com now!"

And she is..

2012-01-29T22:56:00.001+05:30

"She is the kind of beauty that talks in whispers,

Slipping under the blankets and
Misty on the window glass,
Hesitant and still,
Looking for cloudy moonlight
Shining stardust on the bed-side.

She’d creep up to me and yet I notice it only when she's right next to me,
Or her smooth lips brush against my neck, but..
God!

She is..."

"Subtle?
Resplendent?"

"No,
She is an epitome of unmatchable beauty.
An Angel trapped on this earth,
A bit of oblivious,
Becuase you never know, what she is thinking next."

"She is yours?"
"No!"

"Is she his?"
”No!”

"She is no one's, but mine!"

”Just mine!”

On her birthday..

2012-01-27T13:43:00.001+05:30

15th February, 2007.

She had been meaning to ask him this question for a couple of days now. But, one way or the other, her aim was thwarted. However, today, she was determined to bring it up.

Her phone rang. It was him.

“Hey, baby!” she chirped.

“My princess! How are you?” said a happy male from the other end.

“I be gooooooooooood. How be you?” she spoke, deliberately in wrong English.

“I am perfect, beautiful!” he laughed.

“I’ll be twenty-one, soon.” she began.

“I know.” he smiled.

“Do you even know when my birthday is?” she teased.

“Yeah.” he said.

“When?” she asked.

“Twenty-fifth” he answered.

“Twenty what?” she questioned.

“Twenty-fifth. Isn’t it?” he said.

“Oh, yes! Absolutely.” she grinned.

“You are scaring me now, Anam. Am I wrong?” he was worried.

“No, Raj. It be twenty-fifth only.” she grinned again, “how did you remember?”

“I remember the twenty-sixth because it’s my parents’ anniversary. And, this is how you had told me to remember it.” he said, a bit unsure.

“Good boy.” she smiled, “so, what else?”

*****

24th February, 2007.

“It’s not your birthday tomorrow?” said Raj, incredulous.

“Shh!” she signalled him to lower his voice as the people at the other tables in the cafe had started staring.

“What? Your birthday is not on twenty-fifth but on twenty-seventh?”

“Yeah. Look, it’s not a big deal!” she tried to calm him down.

“I fucking forgot your birthday and it’s not a big deal?”

“You did not forget it, baby! You were just a bit confused. We’ve been together for only 6 months and, honestly, we’ve been too busy to talk about birthdays.” she giggled.

“You are actually laughing?” he was taken aback, “Girlfriends or wives are supposed to wreak havoc if boyfriends or husbands forget their birthdays!”

“Oh, come on! We had never actually talked about it. So, technically you did not forget. I just mentioned it in passing when you had told me about your parents’ anniversary.” she smiled.

“But you remember my birthday.” he pouted.

“Oh, well, I am perfect.” she grinned and he could not help kissing her.

“I am sorry.” he said.

“Oh, shut up. Don’t ruin my kiss.” she said and pulled him closer.

*****

27th Feb 2011

“So this is why you’ve two birthdays now?” asked Kajal, Anam’s friend, laughing.

“Yeah.” Anam smiled happily.

“You honestly were not mad at him?” Kajal questioned.

“Not really. I felt a li’l bad but then I remembered that I had never told him emphatically.” Anam grinned.

“My silly angel!” said Raj, as he kissed the top of her head.

“Babyyyyyyyyyyy!” she jumped up in joy and hugged him.

“My goodie bag!” she squealed as she took a huge, cute paper bag full of presents for her birthday and a bouquet of red roses and white carnations from his hands.

“Happy twenty-fifth actual birthday!” he grinned and kissed her.

“Thank you,” she said, “And, must be twenty-five roses this year, right?” she giggled, in between kissing him.

“Hmm mmm” he mumbled, not willing to stop kissing her.

“You guys, get a room!” Kajal rolled her eyes.

“You girl, get out.” laughed Raj while Kajal rolled her eyes again.

“Is there any moral or philosophical conclusion in this story, Miss Philosophy Major?” Kajal asked, sitting down, flipping the pages of a magazine.

“The moral of the story is,” Anam began and paused to clear her throat, “that you can have presents twice a year for your birthday because of someone else’s mistake if you are smart enough.” she laughed.

“No, the moral is that we can make happy beginnings from silly things.” smiled Raj, embracing Anam lovingly.

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About the author : Subtly expressive, with that bowtie smile. Thoughts whirling and winding but most of them lost, she is a writer without ink and quill. A doll, with a beautiful face of porcelain white and many dreams; a mystery to many – Eos Cullen, as she likes herself to be called in public.

I'll be your love; be everything that you need.

2012-01-19T21:55:00.001+05:30

Know something about me; tell me something about you.
Pretense may be not be unheard around us, but ignore it in this conversation.
Let yourself be free and laugh; give up to let someone in.
Let me in.

Tell me about your strange dreams and stupid wishes, tell me how your day went.
Tell me something to make me cry, tell me something to make me laugh.

Let loose your shoulders, unleash yourself from the grip of worldly concerns.
Let yourself get lost in the conversation, lose track of time.
Let your feelings storm your face, and be mine to be read.
Let your muscles soften up in your hands, and be mine to be held.

Look into my eyes, my soul is there for you to love and be loved.
Talk to me beautiful, just let us be.

Judge me or love me!

2012-01-05T17:53:00.000+05:30

Judge me.
Judge us.
Judge it.

Judge it all,

Judge my hair,

Judge my clothes,

Judge me!?

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Judge my friends,
Judge my family,

Judge the people I grew up with,

Judge us!?

Judge my home,

Judge my school,

Judge my lifestyle,

Judge it!?

But remember while you judge all this,

There are people judging you too,

So judge me, judge us and judge it,

And we'd see who comes on top!

Love, forbidden?

2012-01-01T22:20:00.001+05:30

What if I say I care,
Wouldn’t you miss me, like you used to?

What if I pretend to be there,
Wouldn't you let me hug you tight?

What if I pass by you,
Wouldn’t you turn back at me and smile?

What if I break down in tears,
Wouldn’t you stay back with me for a while?

What if I stare deep into your eyes,
Wouldn’t you be tempted to let me kiss you?

What if I walk away,
Wouldn’t you stop me, just for the sake of bliss?

And what if I were about to die,
Wouldn’t you be my friend, wouldn’t you love me then?

Being me…

2011-12-27T21:58:00.001+05:30

                                  Each moment...

                                                   Each day...

                                                           You grow, like everyone I see...

                                      I notice how you change...

                                                                            But never did I...

                                              Do you know why...

                                                                    Probably, you don’t...

                                  Yes, all I can do is cry...

                                                                            So do you...

                                                     But our tears are different...

                                          My tears are just blood...

                                                                That is all, that seeps...

                                                          From my eyes, otherwise so bright...

                                               As I cry...

                                                                                 Be scared of me...

                                                                       But pity me too...

                                  Because I am...

                                                 Alone...

                                                                          I am a...

                                                     Vampire...

Christmas is all around me!

2011-12-24T22:42:00.003+05:30

I feel it in my fingers,
I feel it in my toes,
Christmas is all around me,
and so the feeling grows

It's written in the wind,
It's everywhere I go,
So if you really love Christmas,
C'mon and let it snow?

You know I love Christmas
I always will
My mind's made up
The way that I feel
There's no beginning
There'll be no end
Cuz on Christmas,
You can depend

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You gave your presents to me
And I gave mine to you
I need Santa beside me
In everything I do

You know I love Christmas
I always will
My mind's made up
The way that I feel
There's no beginning
There'll be no end
Cuz on Christmas,
You can depend

Cuz on Christmas,
You can depend

It's written on the wind
It's everywhere I go
So if you really love me
C'mon and let it snow?
C'mon and let it snow?
So if you really love
C'mon and let it
If you really love me
C'mon and let it
Now if you really love me
C'mon and let it snow?

I should’ve said no, really.

2011-12-23T22:51:00.001+05:30

Those fine, rich lips moved towards my ear, "Come, let’s go!"
    No, I said.

She kept speaking, words burrowed like little whispering love-dreams into my brain, "I will show you the universe. You have to come with me to know, what you’ve missed all this while."
    I said No, yet again. But my heart-beats were too strong to be ignored.

"I can play you the tune of love!"
     “No!” Despite my refusal I knew I was getting drawn to her.

"Don’t you want to see how the sunshine glitters off sand on far-flung beaches…"
      No, I tried to be firm.

"...as the sun leaves the sky!"
      "No!" I almost shouted.

Twitching her lips, she smiled, "Tell me are you scared of committing a sin?"
    No, not really.

"What scares you, then?"
     Frowned, I told her how I'm scared of being burnt by the copper that reflects in her hair."

"So," A vicious smile bloomed upon her lips, "you think I’ll harm you?"
     "Naah, not at all”

She pressed even closer to my ear, those luscious lips whispered her final thought, compelling enough, "Then just come with me now..."

      I just kept my eyes for the next few moments and could feel my life suddenly getting sucked out of me.

She just smiled.

      No. I really should have said No.

“..Luscious lips,
And so beautiful,
And when she smiles,
Those eyes reflecting love,
That pretty smile,
Like that last ray of sunshine,
It makes the heart beat faster!”

Broken, broken beautifully by you!

2011-12-19T19:45:00.001+05:30

"I don't wanna go! You know how I feel about hospitals. They are so depressing." Ranbir complained.

"Oh, come on! Don't be such a kid. You need to get that knee checked." chided his fiancee, Nina. Ranbir rolled his eyes.

It was a late foggy December evening. Ranbir had had an accident the previous day. There was no visible injury but his leg was stiff.

"Come on." she smiled at him and took him by the hand.

Nina was a psychiatrist and she was taking him to the multi-specialty hospital where she worked.

"Fine." Ranbir grunted.

"And, I want you to meet a very special patient." she said putting on her seat belt.

"Who? Why?" Ranbir asked as he settled in the passenger seat.

"A girl in the psychiatric ward. I feel so sorry for her. She's actually very nice. She's not 'mental' in your terms. She lost her memory in an accident and behaves like a child now." Nina informed as they drove slowly to the hospital that was merely twenty minutes away.

It was so dark that it did not look as if it was only five in the evening and the street lamps were already on, throwing hazy light through the fog.

"Sad." Ranbir grimaced.

Nina took him to Dr. Kumar, the orthopedic surgeon when they had reached the hospital.

"You get yourself properly diagnosed. I'll be in the psychiatric ward. Bye." she smiled and left him outside Dr. Kumar's office.

Dr. Kumar ruled out any broken bones and Ranbir heaved a sigh of relief. He was given some tablets and an ointment and sent off.

Ranbir reached the psychiatric ward but Nina was nowhere. He decided to check all the wards, reaching ward no. 9 without any success.

"May I help you?" asked a nurse there.

"Um, do you have any idea where Dr. Nina would be?" he questioned.

"She must be attending the seminar." the nurse answered.

But Ranbir was not listening. He was staring at a pretty girl who looked twenty-five arranging soft toys on the bed in the private ward.

"Sapna?" he walked past the nurse towards the girl.

The nurse followed him to the bed.

"Sapna?" he repeated beside himself, with bewilderment.

"Oh, hello!" Sapna smiled sweetly at him.

"What are you doing here?" he said holding her by the shoulders.

"Let go of me." she pushed him away.

"What's wrong with you?" he said holding her arm tightly.

"Sheila! Make him go away. He's hurting me." Sapna whimpered.

"Leave her, Sir!" the nurse said sternly, loosening his grip on Sapna's arm.

Sapna cuddled one of the big teddy bears and curled into a ball beneath the blanket.

"You must leave." the nurse ordered Ranbir.

But Ranbir was unable to move.

"Please." the nurse said, pushing him a little.

Ranbir came back to his senses.

"What's wrong with her? Why is she behaving like that?" he asked the nurse.

"Come outside, please." the nurse signaled.

They walked to a balcony in silence which almost gave Ranbir a heart attack.

"Please tell me what's wrong with her." Ranbir begged when they finally halted

"She was brought here by an elderly woman, Mrs. Malhotra, who had found her on the road covered in blood. Some vehicle had probably hit her. She had serious injury to her brain. It was a complicated operation since she was unconscious. When she woke up two days later, she did not remember anything. Moreover, she believed herself to be a kid. She's been here for three years. We know just her name, that too-"

"Because of the tattoo on her wrist" Ranbir finished softly.

"Yes. How do you know? Do you know her?"

"She's... a friend..." Ranbir whispered lost in thought.

His face was contorted with pain.

"There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" Nina exclaimed when she spotted Ranbir in the balcony.

"I've duty tonight. Anyway, what did Dr. Kumar say?" she asked.

"Ranbir?" she touched his cheek when he did not reply, "Is everything okay? What did the doctor say?"

"Uh? Yeah."

"What's wrong with you? Sheila, what's wrong with him?"

"I don't know ma'am. I just told him Sapna's story. I think he's just sad." the nurse shrugged.

"Aw!" Nina hugged him tightly, "Sapna is the same girl I told you about in the morning, the one I wanted you to meet. Isn't she a darling? But, poor girl. God knows why this happened to her."

"I've to go home. Gimme the keys." Ranbir said, abruptly freeing himself.

"But your knee! How will you drive?"

"I'll manage. Just gimme the keys." he said curtly.

Tears clung to his eyelashes as he hurried down the corridor. His feet automatically stopped in front of Sapna's ward. He opened the door and looked inside. There she was, sketching in a notebook. She looked up at him when she heard the door being opened.

"You?" she pouted as she recognized him to be the one who had hurt her earlier.

Ranbir tried to smile at her but Sapna stuck out her tongue at him.

His anguish was killing him and it showed on his face.

"Aw. Are you sad, mister?" Sapna came running towards him, "I am sorry for being rude. Here, take this chocolate." she smiled at him.

His grief choked him. His chest tightened and he was blinded by the enormity of the pain.

"I am sorry." he almost broke down as he hugged her tightly.

"It's okay." she patted his head.

He wanted to scream. He let go of her and closed the door behind him. He walked to his car as fast as his injured knee would allow.

Once inside, he gripped the steering wheel tightly and let the tears that stung his eyes burn his cheeks.

Sapna was the love of his life. But, he had to leave her because his mother did not approve of her as she was an orphan. His father had died only recently and his mother was his only family. He could not bring himself to go against her wishes. They had moved out of Bangalore into Delhi and he had never tried to find out how Sapna was doing without him.

He had been in Delhi for three and a half years now. So Sapna had probably come to Delhi a few months after him and met this fate.

He wanted to kill himself. He held himself responsible for Sapna's plight.

"I will go mad." Sapna had smilingly told him when he had casually asked her what she would do if they were no longer together.

Her words resounded in his head and he covered his ears, wailing.

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About the author : Subtly expressive, with that bowtie smile. Thoughts whirling and winding but most of them lost, she is a writer without ink and quill. A doll, with a beautiful face of porcelain white and many dreams; a mystery to many – Eos Cullen, as she likes herself to be called in public.

Love, the dew that falls on both nettles and lilies!

2011-12-17T23:53:00.001+05:30

Anam calls him a a writer, a poet. But in reality Arjun is just a dream-weaver with too many thoughts in his mind. He never believed being in love, just pretending but kept writing about it.

“When our lips touch,
It’s not just a smile,
Not any dream ,
Or even breathing,
...
I just live!”

Anam had to say goodbye even though her heart was beating weak against her emotion-filled chest. With every drop of blood that ran through her veins, her wrists felt tensed; but she stayed back, back. Her breastbone felt caged – her heartbeats shouting out loud like a murderer begging for mercy.

“No, I never was in love.
And you thought, I wouldn’t know
The feeling?
My body is alive, soul dead;
My eyes are dry, tears dried.”

I wonder —

Now when Anam is gone he gradually breaks down. A thunder inside his throat, trying to swallow lightning. He couldn’t feel anything anymore, shivering with cold; she took the sun with her when she left leaving him frozen. The warmth of love is no more, she is around him no more.

“As I lie sleepless,
Late at night or the early of morning,
I can hear my heart is ~~singing~~ screaming for her.”

Arjun hated himself for never being true enough to speak the truth and to tell her the love, he always felt for Anam.

“I remember her eyes singing to me,
See you soon up there among the stars."

Arjun could never sleep, but just kept dreaming

“Yes, as they say poets do make good liars.”

You and me, in paradise!

2011-12-13T16:22:00.001+05:30

I always knew this would happen,
But never so early!
She is at a breathing-distance,
Looked gorgeous.
Subtle and warm,
I know it's coming
I sense it happening!
Her softness pressed against mine
Her lips sparks mine
She gives into my desires
Realised how much I craved for her.
Intensifies,
Our wishes saw no end then,
But it had to.
And it does, reluctantly!

Souls touched through our lips,
She wraps herself up with me.
Our first kiss,
Beautiful.

Sports betting online – a growing phenomenon.

2011-12-13T16:01:00.001+05:30

Sportsbook, a joint or common-meeting place for people who can place money/bet on different sports, from golf to martial arts; from football to horse-racing, and any sports that one can think of. One can bet through different methods which depends on the sport and the type of game.

One of the most prevalent method booking is online sports betting. Internet sportsbooks industry may have companies with fraudulent operations and no intention of paying their customers while there are companies which are honest and has an array of experts updated with all the match statistics and providing complete transparency.

One interesting thing I noticed about some sports booking website is their innovative application, where you can get an idea abut your chances of winning - ‘Bets Calculator’. It is simple, effective and really easy to use for anyone and everyone.

And don’t forget chilled beers, they improve your senses!

Life, thought and death – in three acts.

2011-12-10T16:26:00.001+05:30

Man
     Cliff-top


                                Ocean.

………

     Cliff-top



                           Man
                              Ocean

………

    Cliff-top


                             Ocean
                           Man

………

I’ve been loving you for too long.

2011-12-02T22:03:00.001+05:30

I was five and you were four. My Mum remembers how it was such a bother when we had Play-dates because you would take my chocolate and mash it all over your face and your skirt but could never eat a bite.

...

I was nine and you were eight. I looked for a rose to give it to you. I couldn't find any, so I went to our neighbor’s garden and picked a flower instead. No, the bee that flower had wasn’t intentional. And you caught an Allergy. And you blamed me for it.

...

I was fourteen and you were thirteen. You went to some Convent girls' school. You asked me to kiss you on your lips, and you wouldn't tell my father about the chocolates and the cookies you helped me steal from that bakery shop; but why did you kiss me back.

...

I was eighteen and you were seventeen. Even when I was about to catch that train to move to a different city for my college, I tried calling and telling you but it said ‘The number you are trying to call is busy’. And I had no patience.

...

I'm twenty-seven and you're twenty-six, but now I've got a girl who loves me, and she knows how to eat a chocolate, looks for the intention behind the thorns, lets me kiss her unconditionally and she is never busy for me.

...

And I think I am over you now, or not?

Humanity!

2011-11-30T15:37:00.001+05:30

When God created humans
He gave birth to eternity
He created humanity for our survival
Moulding us with love, care and affection
When I was a little girl
I found myself dispelling away from humanity.
For me the priority was myself
Assembling happiness I forgot the dispersing pain around
Later on I learned from my mother what love is
From my father what care really means
My friends taught me what is trust and amity
As I grew up I found myself in embrace of humanity
Beholding me together with the bond of emotions

Many great men sacrificed their lives for the sake of humanity
Mahatma Gandhi’s step of non violence made us free
Showing us the path of humanity with ethos
Mother Teresa’s unconditional love and care
Implemented the existence of humanity
Nelson Mandela engendered equality with equanimity
Evading away racism disparities
Humanity sustained nature’s beauty

But what now..?
Questions are uprising into my mind,
Where has that humanity gone?
Why does one human have feeling of hatred for other?
Why there is so much anger?
I found myself depressed in this mean world
I started my search of Humanity
And when I stopped wandering
I looked within myself and found humanity
Tarnished with the bulk of anger, and selfishness

I re-ventilated the windows of humanity within my heart
And felt at peace
Do not search for the humanity
It’s within you…

You need to recognize and feel it
It has always been there!

About the Author

Simran Kaur is a girl with predispose thoughts. Whatever amazes her, she pens her thoughts down in a reflection of poetry. For her friendship is the precious gift of the God. She doesn’t want anything from this life but the love that beholds the Humanity. To read and encourage her, visit Simran’s My Friendship

Quarter-life crisis.

2011-11-30T15:09:00.001+05:30

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. You want to settle down for good because now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You begin to think a companion for life is better than a hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind standing tall for that special someone which otherwise you had never thought of until now. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.

Quarter-life Crisis!
Author - Brenda Della Casa

Share it with your twenty-something friends, maybe it will help someone feel like they aren't alone in their state of confusion!

Every move that she makes holds my eyes and I fall for her every time.

2011-11-25T22:57:00.001+05:30

Turning my wishes into reality, what they called just a fantasy;
That beautiful girl, who can make me like the one.

Together alone in that dark night, just stars to look for;
Perfect and so pure, it didn’t seem so real yet ‘twas.

Knowing her as I now know myself, thought that I disliked at first;
But the world changed, just because she smiled.

Reaching out to each other on texts and calls, begins a new hope;
Those good mornings’ and the nights’ kisses, a new lease of life.

Confused and lost, yet feeling wonderful, about the endless talks;
A brighter smile, and those razors have are nowhere around anymore.

A feeling so blessed, when our lips touch, cheeks caress, eyes gaze, hearts float;
The air is light, gasping, reacting, both reaching deep.

Within each others’ soul, our dreams entwine and wishes come true;
A life that we now have, a love to love forever!

Stars and her this last Saturday midnight.

2011-11-21T22:17:00.001+05:30

Well past Saturday midnight and we could barely breathe. The moon and the night looked quite beautiful through the stained window, my hand around her waist and she looked dizzy. I heard the slowed down city traffic below and felt that fresh wintery breeze while you were breathing against my neck. We were content.

      It was a long night of dancing. I was exhausted and probably she was wearing comfortable shoes, so I decided on walking her back to her apartment. Ignoring the traffic lights, joking and teasing, becoming dizzy with ecstasy we kept walking till we stopped for a moment to gaze at the empty sky. Life looked perfect then. But she disagreed, and we debated. Though eventually I gave up, kissing her nose and cuddling her along.

     It is Monday evening now and I guess she must be still thinking of me. Although it is foggy, the plants on the windowsill won't look so fresh; they are wilting and so are we. It is Monday and we are distanced.

     Reminiscing of her silk smile and blue eyes, that strand of hair always hiding her expression. I think back to our Saturday night and wish that I was with her again, and I tuck her under the feather blankets wrapped in my arms. I would have stroked her curls and whispered in her ear to fall asleep and have sweet dreams, while I could keep staring at that angelic beauty.

      My eyes flicker open, it is still as misty. She is still gone, probably back to her home far away from here. I know she must be missing me too. Patiently, I’d wait if someday she will walk through my door and we will be happy.

    And now I realize why you argued how life is not always good when you're not in it, and just stops abruptly.

    Obviously there are still no stars in the sky of this city.

Ten (10) Ways To Get Rid Of Rejection From The One You Love

2011-11-20T19:59:00.001+05:30

It hurts to be rejected by the person you love. While you can't make someone love you, you can try and change the things you do that they don't like. This might not work; sometimes the person who rejects you is in love with someone else. There's not much you can do about that, short of magic potions and charms, which only work well in Harry Potter movies. Try these ideas to turn the person you love back to you.

1. Learn about what the person you love is interested in. If they're interested in baseball, make an effort to learn more about the game. You don't have to squash your own personality for someone else; you just want them to know you care about them and their interests.

2. Spice up your conversation. If all you talk about is what an awful day you had at work or what the latest LED TV reviews said, you're probably a little boring. Keep up on current events and talk just enough to be interesting without throwing a lot of boring facts into the conversation. Just remember that discussing politics and religion can cause heated arguments, which might drive your love further out the door. Only talk about these subjects if you already know the other person's opinion-- and agree with it.

3. Don't nag. No one person owns anyone else. Each person is personally responsible for the way they dress, the time they leave for work in the morning and what they have for breakfast before they go. Bite your tongue when he or she leaves for work late; they have to suffer the consequences, not you.

4. Ask what's wrong. Maybe you have irritating habits you haven't bothered to change, thinking they didn't make a difference. If you know what the problems are, you can decide whether you want to fix them.

5. Change what you can, but stay your own person. Someone who wants you to change completely doesn't really love you for yourself. As hard as it may be, it might be better to let them go.

6. Be a real person. So many people put on a different persona when they're in love with someone. But if you get them back, forever is a long time to pretend you're someone you're not.

7. Think of the other person first. If everyone in the world put the person they love before them, the world would be a much nicer place. Being selfish may be driving the person you love away. Don't be a doormat, though; someone who truly loves you doesn't expect you to be.

8. Plan special times together. If you spend fun times together, the person you love may realize again what a wonderful person you really are.

9. Don't beg and grovel. Nothing turns some people off like someone who beg for love. Keep your dignity and act as if you deserve their love because of who you are, not because you whimper like a dog at their feet.

10. Don't let yourself go, physically or mentally, even if you're feeling sad or depressed. Get up, get dressed and look as good as you can all day. Don't look depressed and slovenly; look like someone that the person you love would want to spend time with.

Sometimes you can't win back the person you love. But you'll have your best chance if you look like the kind of person that anyone would fall in love with--interesting, fun, caring and considerate.

About the author:
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Kathleen Hubert, from Los Angeles California, is a blogger/freelancer who writes on a variety of different sites. She will be posting here at ..in love with me and life frequently now. She writes on social issues, love and relationships, politics, etc. To read more of her work, check http://www.ledtv.org/

What makes 'Kolaveri Di' by Dhanush a hit?

2011-11-20T11:53:00.002+05:30

With more than 12,000 likes in five days of its release, the Kolaveri Di song has become one of the most searched videos on YouTube. This song from Dhanush and Shruti Haasan's forthcoming movie 3has become a craze, not only in Tamil Nadu but in entire nation.

Following the footsteps of Bollywood actors Aamir Khan, Shah Rukh Khan and Sanjay Dutt, Dhanush has lent his voice to this catchy number. Interestingly, he has also penned the lyrics of Kolaveri Di.

In an interview lately Dhanush revealed, "I had a lot of free time on the sets of 3. I just tried to put in some dummy words in the tunes and everyone liked it." 3 is an upcoming Tamil film directed by Dhanush's wife Aishwarya. Anirudh, the music director of the film is thrilled with the song's popularity. Anirudh is a newcomer and his experiment has really paid off.

Kolaveri Di lyrics are very easy to remember, this is one of the reasons for its immense success. The song starts with 'Yo boyz, I am singing song... Soup song... Flop song.' Through his voice, Dhanush has succeeded in establishing a connect with his fans.

Many people have even started putting up lyrics of this song as their status messages on social networking sites. So don't get confused if you see 'Eyes-u full-aa tear-u, empty life-u, Girl-u come-u, life reverse gear-u’ as someone's status on Facebook or Twitter.

As Dhanush says, it's a song fit for bathroom singers. Its simple beats make it more catchy. Dhanush's description of heartbreak through Kolaveri Di is extremely funny. Heartbreak is a phenomenon almost everyone can relate to, this has further fueled the popularity of Kolaveri Di.

A rough cut version of the song was released online a few days back. The video features Anirudh, Dhanush and Shruti in the recording studio. Minus the fake sets and made-up expressions even the video of Kolaveri Di is interesting.

Dhanush likes to stick to his boy next door image in his films. He has sung the song with same innocence.

Here are the Kolaveri Di lyrics; you will surely laugh your stomach out after reading it.

Yo boys I am singing song, soup song, flop song.
Why this Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di,
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di.
Rhythm Correct
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di
Maintain This
Why this Kolaveri..Di
Distance la moon-u moon-u,
Moon-u color-u white-u white background,
Night-u Nigth-u Night-u color-u black-u.
Why this Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di,
Why this Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di.
White skin-u girl-u girl-u,
girl-u heart-u black-u.
Eyes-u eyes-u meet-u meet-u, my future dark.
Why this Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di,
Why this Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di.
Maama notes eduthuko, apdiye kaila snacks eduthuko
Pa pa paan pa pa paan pa pa paa pa pa paan,
Sariya vaasi, super maama ready
ready 1 2 3 4.
Whaa wat a change over maama,
Ok maama now tune change-u,
kaila glass only English…
Hand la glass, glass la scotch,
Eyes-u full-aa tear-u, empty life-u,
Girl-u come-u, life reverse gear-u,
Lovvu Lovvu, oh my lovvu.
You showed me bouv-u,
Cow-u cow-u holi cow-u,
I want u hear now-u,
God I m dying now-u,
She is happy how-u,
this song for soup boys-u, we don’t have choice-u.
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Di.
Flop song.

Kolaveri Di video:

Article source : CNN-IBN India.

Once upon a wish..

2011-11-15T19:14:00.001+05:30

That blood-freezing cold burnt her skin so much, turning it red.

- And I thought she is mesmerizingly beautiful!

Those chestnut-coloured-windswept hair kept getting in her eyes, and invoking her to curse.

- And I thought she is the most graceful lady I’ve ever come across!

That she stumbles and slips, skidding across the mud, bits of it on her face.

- And I thought she is just delicately immature!

……

“..when one is in love, every little-silly thing the loved one does is perfect in every possible way”

Here’s To Love – A journal with five pages missing.

2011-11-08T20:29:00.001+05:30

Day One ~ 18/09/2011

It’s been a long time since I've been in this place. When you stepped into my life you brought with joy and happiness, the sensation of what that feelings brought to my life. I'm just so glad I've met you.
But we so far apart in heart from each other. It’s only at night when I lay in my bed awake as I remember the love and joy you brought into my life.
It’s the best feeling you could have braced me with. Its something I wouldn't ever want to miss out on.
I feel like I'm truly blessed because you found me all alone in a world where people search in vain. But you found me and that's all I can thank the God above us knowing I was suffering from loneliness. You're the one my heart want to shower with love and adoration.

Day Two~ 19/09/2011

This morning I was coming down the stairs as I reached the bottom I saw the closet door near the end was slightly open, I don’t recall ever opening it, maybe I have I cant remember. As I slowly opened up the door inside it revealed a box that I haven’t been opening in months. Do you remember how much we would come in here, as we would hide gifts for the children? Honey I miss those days when you and the girls was my only hope. Ever since you’ve left nothing really matters.
Oh gosh I went of the topic now. I was inside the closet as I pull the box into the light. Right there on the second stair I sat as I open the box. As I open it, it held albums that we took on the vacations with the kids.
I took the one out with your smiling face, as I scan my fingertips over them. A lonely tear dropped fell as it sinks into the paper.

Day Three ~ 20 September 2011

Babe I couldn’t ever imagine my life without you and the children. When I found you years ago, something in your eyes made me feel loved. I remember our song we use to dance to after the kids would go sleep. It was “Here’s To Love by Roberta Fleck “ do you remember the love that was inside of you. Were what made me whole. For so many years being devastated by the people who came into my life and never stayed for long. Before you came along I was dead inside, couldn’t take another blow to my lonely heart. It’s only until you came, with those chocolate brown eyes, and that smile that made my knees go weak. I never understood when people say someone can make their knees weak. Now I do. Because that is what you’ve done to me.
I will always love you forever in heart.

Day Four ~ 21 September 2011

This morning I woke up an empty feeling swept over me. I turn to my right side and noticed it hasn't been slept on in almost a year now. I feel a sudden burst of tears flowing like it has never done in so long.
I never thought this is how I'll end up, alone in this world. Sometimes I'd go into your closet and grab one of your jerseys and wrap myself in it and smell your perfume that still rest in the wool.
Baby will it ever stop, the ache inside of me. It gets lonelier each day that comes, I can fill that hourglass and there wouldn't be enough time for me to not dwell off to another memory.
Another happy moment filled with laughter and giggling of small pitter-patter. They’re little feet, their little fingers. How we use to sing them a lullaby as they hold strong onto our fingers. That was my happy moment, my place I've entered whenever someone comes to visit and find me off into another place of time.
Tomorrow is almost here babe, the day I've tried to avoid, but its important, for you, for me and our children.

Day Five ~ 22 September 2011

It’s finally the day that I have been trying so hard to avoid. The day I never thought would come, I wish deep down inside I didn’t have to feel this way about someone. You came into my life and made me feel alive. You created this vision for us that I was more willing to be apart of. I’m sitting here right now as tears willing to fall but I’m keeping them back because what is the use of the tears falling knowing that you and I never stood a chance. I've fallen in love with you so fast, yes they weren’t my kids, but I did love them as my own.
Babe I know you aren’t here anymore, you gone living another life with someone else.
My heart is probably going to take some time to be healed, to replace you with another person. But I can’t do that it’s been an entire year that went passed. You never knew what you left behind when you packed up yours and the kids’ things. You left behind only memories, photos, but you took more than that. You took my heart with you.
Wherever you are right now, just know I’ll always have a place for you inside my heart of what is left of it.
That song, “Here’s To Love” you were that ray of light that was always a constant in my life.

Goodbye, my love!

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About the Author : Chimnese is poet, blogger and an artist from Cape Town, South Africa. She blogs on genres like book-reviews, music-lyrics, movie-reviews, short stories and everything you can think of. Her blog is like her little online library, where she brings all the different worlds together. While she writes at a lot of places, you can read it all together at her blog - My Poetry & Writing.

Love - bittersweet; Spark - irrepressible!

2011-11-06T17:10:00.001+05:30

Do you know what it's like to be in love?
            Well, you asked the wrong person. I have no idea.

Was just thinking. I mean what exactly to expect out of love.
             Okay. So you mean you like someone now and you want to know if it's love?

I guess. Wonder if it's like some infatuation, just deeper or can you tell for sure?
             Yes! I think it's similar just more pure and deep; that feeling something special when you're with them.

How would you know? You’re a guy, and you don't get things like this, I’m sure.
            Well, may be! I suppose there should be that ‘Spark’ which makes us sure?

Ohh! Do you believe in that ‘Spark’ too? I have it for someone for sure!
            To be honest, I’m feeling that ‘Spark’ right now but it could have been my stomach rumbling. I'd just eaten a family size pizza!

Shut up! I’m sure you know what it is, tell me who is the girl?
            An ordinary girl, but really beautiful, sensible yet dumb, funny yet clueless friend of mine. Who is the ‘Spark-creator’ for you?

This guy I’ve known for sometime now. good-looking, clever, witty and puts a smile on my face instantly when I see or talk to him.
              So you should let him know about it!

I would, but he is much like a pair of ear-rings to me, you know..
              What?! A pair of ear-rings? Yes, you are not making any sense to me..

I have them on the whole day and I adore them. Few may compliment me on them, and be nice, and I feel good. But, I take them off for the night, I have no ear-rings in, and my piercings are empty; they are no more in touch with an ear-ring all night. So this guy and I don't really know each other much beyond job-time.
             So you narrated this long-lame story about your ear-rings to say; “I only talk to him during the job”.. that was not confusing, at all!

It may have confused you, but it had sense. You know i want to keep my ear-rings in at night too.
Hmm.. keep them in, it should work, trust me. Impose contact; but not that scary-kind-of-creepy-contact, you know? Try!?

Okay.. once you reach back home after work in about 3 hours from now, text me. I want to keep my ear-rings in, so I'll speak to you job. I warn you, this idea better works, and since you’ve put this is my mind, you better won’t make 'That spark' go away, more since you're that ‘spark-creator’ !