A Melancholic Orange Tinge…

Staring,staring, and staring
At the sun
It has that color
The color I so dearly liked.
It reminds me of you
Of the anniversary present in had bought
Of the countess memories associated with it…

As the curtains are being drawn,
I am reminded of you
Of the summer that was spent together
I can recall your gleaming eyes
Oh, I wanted to drown,.
In those eyes of yours

All I have ever wanted,.
Is to be with you
Is this too much to ask for?
Oh, open those lips
Let a few words escape through them

As this day comes to a close
And the Chirruping fades
I can only hope, despite despondency
That this diseased orange tinge would die down
And that a shade of golden yellow would take over….

Staring, staring, and staring
At the sun
It has that color
The color I so dearly liked.
It reminds me of you
Of the anniversary present in had bought
Of the countess memories associated with it…

As the curtains are being drawn,
I am reminded of you
Of the summer that was spent together
I can recall your gleaming eyes
Oh, I wanted to drown,.
In those eyes of yours

All I have ever wanted,.
Is to be with you
Is this too much to ask for?
Oh, open those lips
Let a few words escape through them

As this day comes to a close
And the Chirruping fades
I can only hope, despite despondency
That this diseased orange tinge would die down
And that a shade of golden yellow would take over….

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Through my Eyes…

Looking at you,
I realize that there’s something
You’re hiding,
behind that mysterious smile of yours

Looking at you,
I realize,
I’m looking into a mirror
Unbiased, truthful

Everything is just as it appears to be
Without distortion, without manipulations
It’s clear, all of it at once

There’s an enigmatic charm,
that brings us closer
Your eyes narrate stories
Of love, friendship, fear, war, and worship

A melancholic melody
Easy on the ears
Like a song hummed softly
On a cold winter morning

Quite often, I run out of words
And all my attempts to describe you
Turn out to be an exercise in sheer futility
It is like holding a cube of ice in your fist
And then staring at it in utter disbelief
As it melts…

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Ushna

Staring deep into her eyes, I wanted to drown
A multitude of thoughts flew through his mind
As she began to frown

A faint smile escaped her lips, as she untied her hair
His eyes lit up at this moment, he gave her a stare
Words fell apart, it was all so quiet and calm
He assured her that he meant her no harm

The breaths became heavy, as she threw herself on the bed
His fingers running all over her body, exploring the crests and troughs
One moment it was gentle, other other moment it was rough

He began untying the knots, nakedness was real
Cold sweat began running down her tummy,
Everything was exposed,
and nothing was left for her to conceal

As he unbuttoned his shirt, the hair on his chest were visible
Looking at his bare skin, she felt helpless, but not miserable
And just then, their bodies met
like air meets fire
Emotions were running riot
And, all that could be felt was desire

Sweat came rolling down,
off his forehead
Onto her stomach
Sloppiness had never looked so beautiful

Their hearts skipped a few beats
With eyes closed, their breaths met
And the lips came closer,
And they lived a thousand moments in a single breath

 

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Love in the times of insecurity…

Today, allow me to talk about love. Love isn’t the easiest thing to do.  A lot has already been written about love.  Playwrights such as Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet)  Garcia Lorca (Blood Wedding) have written volumes about love. It is perhaps one of the most abused words in the Oxford English dictionary. If pop culture is taken into consideration, then every second film we get to see has an element of romanticism. But I am not trying to describe the way in which the entire concept of romance is portrayed on the big screen, and neither do I want to describe the kind of love that inspires renowned lyricists such as Gulzar sahib and Irshad Kamil to write heart-warming lyrics.

As a guy with a thin and lean built, I would like to write about a 24-year-old guy who struggles with insecurity and physical disability, a guy who has never had the privilege of dating a girl. Let me tell you what happens when a moron like me falls in love.

For the most part of my life (well, I am just 24), I was an introvert (I still am), but when love finally happened, I tried all that I could to live up to the expectation. I tried to materialize a date, but that didn’t work out. We tried reading a good book, containing romantic quotes and saying, but that didn’t work out either as she liked Instagraming and Whatsapping more than anything else. I tried cooking (well, boys do cook). I cooked an omelette, but eventually gave up the idea because she didn’t like it at all. Shortly after the break-up, I realized our excessive and rather unnecessary involvement in each other’s lives and careers had led to emotional attachment. The consequences were bound to be catastrophic.

I tried playing the typical Indian romantic hero, but I was scared. I wasn’t worried about her leaving me. I feared that my physical disability would make me unlovable. I was anxious. I was worried that she was tolerating me out of obligation. So, I started hiding behind work and online shows.

I must admit I am shy. I am shy of eating in front of too many people, quite unlike the guys who can eat without getting nervous. I am an introvert. I prefer sitting at home instead of going out and drinking beer with friends. I hate traveling long distances simply because I know I’d get tired pretty soon.

I would love to go out on an adventure with a lovely young lady if ever I get a chance. I would love to go out on a dinner date, and would love to eat sitting right in front of a lovely young woman if ever I get an opportunity. But somewhere at the back of my mind, I know that I am a lonely, boring, and an emotionally fragile guy. Every single day, I have to deal with an enormous amount of regret and guilt for not being able to deal with people. Many of you might think I am pessimistic, but I strongly feel that I am a bumper package full of sadness and boredom. I am not saying this because I am pessimistic, but because of my previous encounters with women (or girls), which, in all fairness, have been disastrous.

I have been in love and I know it is not tailor-made for a loner like me. To be honest, I think I have reached a stage where I wholeheartedly accepted my disability for I know I’d be consumed by my disability one day, but till that happens, I’d happily live with it.

Falling in love with me is difficult. My mood swings like a pendulum and I can’t help it. I find it quite hard to believe that I can be at the receiving end. But despite despondence, I try to get a bit closer to it. I’d like to be prepared for it when it comes looking for me.

 

Here’s how you can keep your marriage intact

Note: This blog was published first on Bonobology

“Marriages have become more complex than ever. There’ love, there’s trust, and there’s fun, but all of it is marred by misunderstanding, chaos, and countless ego clashes.” said my best friend as we were undertaking a leisurely stroll. Then, she told me how her husband screamed at her when she had accidentally lost her wallet which contained her husband’s pen drive. This young girl had tied the knot in October last year, but I could clearly see the fading splendour.

Then, there’s a male friend of mine who works as a copyeditor for a leading financial daily. His hectic schedule keeps him occupied even on weekends with a weekly off being the only saving grace. But surprisingly, he takes out time whenever he can in order to take his wife out for parties, get-togethers, and shopping.  He and his wife are happy with the way things are going and there married life is nothing short of perfect.

The concept of marriage is viewed differently by different people. Some people take it as a responsibility while others consider it to be nothing more than a burden. Ask 10,000 people about marriage and you’d surely get 10,000 different answers.

Whatever the definition of marriage might be, but the aspect that forms the essence of marriage is a couple’s ability to not just be delighted when they’re together, but also be derive joy and happiness out of the tiniest of things they do together.

Here are a few tips that might come in handy to keep your relationship on track:

Keep interacting with your partner: Communication helps keep misunderstandings at bay. Keep sharing the smallest of happenings with your partner. Take out some time to talk during the evening while you enjoy a hearty cup of tea. If you want to take the romance quotient a notch higher, then you can perhaps smile into each other’s eyes. Keeping these tiny bits and pieces intact would help you keep the relationship on track.

It’s perfectly fine if you aren’t available all the time: It’s a given fact that people are attracted to those who are beyond grasp.  It’s advisable to make sure that you have an exclusive set of friends. This would give you a set of exciting things (instances, photographs, and videos snippets) to share with your partner. Distance, at times, tends to bring two people closer.

It’s good to keep yourself well-groomed: It doesn’t always mean you have to keep up the make-up all the time. When I say well-groomed I don’t mean being groomed in the physical sense. Stay updated in order to keep the conversation sparkling and exciting.

Create a world that’s secure: It’s always good to keep certain things confined within the four walls of your house. Don’t hesitate to share your private moments with each other. Talk to your partner if you are feeling depressed. If there are things you don’t like, then it’s advisable to talk and sort them out.

Stop looking outwards: Your partner is the best match for you. As long as both of you keep respecting each other, you don’t need to search for ‘janam-janam ka pyaar’ beyond the one you already have. As long as you nurture this belief that you and your partner are made for each other, you’d be at peace with everything that you may come across.

 

It’s all a bit complicated….. :)

Gone are the days when people used to write a 1000 word long love letter in order to express their love. I’d like to believe Romeo, the famous lover in William Shakespeare’s romantic play Romeo and Juliet, the son of Montague, the Patriarch of the house of Montague,  must have written somewhere around 10,000 love-letters to Juliet, his beloved and the 13 year old daughter of Capulet, the Patriarch of the house of Capulet. Love used to be a relatively simple affair in those days ( I’d certainly like to believe that loving someone was far less tricky in those days than it is in the 21st century). Continue reading “It’s all a bit complicated….. :)”