Love in Stressful Times ...

Is it possible to really sit back and enjoy a cuppa of tea with your loved one ... in these stressful times? Yes! it is. I just had a cup of tea ... err a mug of tea with my Beau and we laughed our Monday Morning blues away. A beautiful morning ... a promise of more such mornings when we can just be us and sit across and discuss anything and everything ... despite the lemons and cheese that life tosses at us. Coz' it's love that binds us together, not lust.

A day that begins with healthy discussion and unchained laughter ... a harbinger of good things to come through the day ... a melody .... a parody of pain ... just us and our respective cuppas.

A cool morning made warm by conversation that makes us tick ... no stress situation ... just us and our cuppas.... no pain, no aches ... just simple talks that bind us as individuals that brought us together .... destiny a beautiful cupid .... The arrow hit us and we are together, bound by the wound ... bound together by destiny.

Two individuals, two very different people ... suddenly thrown into each others arms .... Love at first sight ... in fact, even before we set our eyes on each other .... pure chastity .... a love to die for ... unselfish thoughts ... just love ... love for mankind, humanity and all things beautiful ... to erase the pain in the World not by going all out but in a subtle gentle manner ... unknown to others but known to two individuals madly in love with each other just being there for the other ... Always ... anytime of the day and night ... just there ... silently watching the back of the other ... No common factor yet so deeply attached. Amazing!

No one said it's gonna be easy ... the road is tough ... the terrain bumpy ... but, with him beside me ... I know am gonna ROCK ... My Hitler(To the World) ... Me and our Clan.

Our World rocks with the sound of music .... music of our love ... the lyrics written ... the notes jotted down and played by the Sun , Moon and the Stars ... The birds and the bees ... Nature itself blessing us with showers of flowers .. hopes of a spring and surprises .... Life well lived in each others arms .... That's what love is all about ... Just being there without EXPECTATIONS.

Love is possible in stressful times ... Love changes all ... Just love and keep on loving ... The World is a beautiful place when you are in love ... All rosy and hunky dory.

Do not hassle over my questions ...

My questions are posed to me, myself; not you dear. I wonder all the time , I think a lot ... that keeps my creative juices in constant supply and flowing always.

My questions are for me to answer. They are for me to find an answer for ... not posed to you.

You just get dragged in by your emotional instability thinking they are for you.
My life is bereft of any thoughts of you or for you. I pose my questions to myself only ... never others. I am answerable to myself not to you or anyone else.

My actions speak louder than words. They mean the whole world to me and my clan.

The ones that need to know, understand ... do so, I don't need to explain anything to anybody. These are my words in my world ... Take them with a pinch of salt; if in any way you feel they relate to your circumstances ... They don't.

Your existence doesn't count. It is minimal in the hordes of humanity that mills around me. I am not aware of your being. You mean not an iota to me , so why hassle over what I write ... Those are my feelings and you are treading upon them ... walking into an uncharted territory ... Mine.

Do not hassle over my questions ... they are my musings and opens thoughts ... not yours to count and reply to or lash out at.

Blissful Atmosphere ...

A day when the entire World is waiting for Death to come , am at peace with myself and whatever that's there that life has to offer. Am in harmony with the love of my life ... One in this life and forever ...  Warming to the sensation that he is there when all else is falling apart around me ... The love is unconditional ... Not changing for any reason whatsoever ... a trust built on our ashes of the past ... A significant better half, so to say for life.

When all are running for their lives , we shall be bonded in our thoughts and deeds ... We shall seek each other out when no form of communication is left ... bereft of the power of the modern world. The antenna ... homing in on to the target in the mental vision ... one never met before, meeting in dreams each day and night ... always there ... withstanding the travails of daily grind.

In all retrospective thoughts ... we have come a long way in life ... we all have ... people from the past and present ... we have grown from the experiences and each has evolved beyond doubt into better human beings , saner people with minds that can decipher and understand what life is really about? Without doubt ... a higher plane of thought and actions that speak louder  than those thoughts.

It is an opportune moment to thank all those who touched my life ... and wonder in their own sweet blissful world I hope , whether I have been able to move on and build a life for myself .... Well! I am LIFE itself ...
Every step I take touches countless other lives and Yes! I make a difference in all those lives ... am there smiling and proud ... chest puffed in high self esteem ... Just There ... Happy with my Beau beside me ... Smiling and cheerful ... Knowing well .... AM untouched by sorrows coz' he is there to sponge them away ... he is there looking on .... he is going to be there when the need arises ...Once in our lifetime .. we shall surely meet .... Just to know , to feel, the person that we love so much ... whether they are a ghost or a reality.

Today ... am in a blissful candour ... a hope for tomorrow ... a blessing in disguise .... an angel beside me ... looking on ... watching over my shoulder ... my boulder ... my bouncer ... my protector... the harbinger of good feelings and spring in  my life again.

A blissful autumn , the leaves falling but a new spring in my life.

Who is the real ENEMY?

Look deep within...
Check your lapels ...
Do you find dirt there?
Yes! Don't le ....
The Ugly truth is ...
That you are your own ENEMY.
The crux of the whole argument ...
The basis on which the statements are made ...
Is one big fat lie ....
That is ... You refuse to seek help ....
For what is lurking within  you ...
And killing you each moment ...
Bit by bit ...
The real ENEMY is you....
No one else ....
Running after what is not yours ...
Desiring cheap thrills ...
And revelling in it ....
Tch ! Woman ...
You are a blasphemous spot...
On the name of womanhood ....
A shame to motherhood ...
A blotch as a sister ...
A rotten cheese as a spouse ...
For your wants ...
Those cheap thrills ...
That momentary ecstasy ...
You forget your role as a WOMAN ....
And we blame men for atrocities? ...
With women with loose characters like yours ...
Roaming freely ...
Which society is safe and clean...
What an example for kids? ....
Nah, you are the shame of this NATION.
The enemy is YOU , YOURSELF ....
Not another ...
You bring us to shame ....
We lower our head in shame ...
For you are the kind ...
That is the REAL ENEMY WITHIN.
A bad aftertaste develops ....
Even thinking of you ...
But your reality ...
You ought to know ...
Who else but me to bring forth your dirty face ...
The UGLY face of a SELFISH WOMAN.
Who is the real ENEMY ?
IT IS YOU.

The Wake Up Call ... From the Frustrated Bitch ...

I was deep in slumber and ... knock knock knock ....
She woke me up ....
Grrr! was my response ... Lemme sleep , she won't ...
So be it .... For once and for all ....
AAJ KISSA KHATAM KIYA JAYE .
So, it ought to be the end of the World for her today ....
Heard of RAPE ...
Virtually Rape her in the Timeline ...
She wants it ....
She craves it ....
The sadist that she is ...
The multigamus whore that she is ....
She deserves no mercy....
Today is DOOMS DAY for her...
The frustrated BITCH that she is ....
Asking for more and more.

So, am wide awake ...
After the Wake up buzz from the Frustrated Bitch...
The alarm rang and up and about ...
But, she ran away ...
What she needs is a good spank ...
On her plank ... Kaput ...
That should really do the needful...
Mindful she will become ....
Of the power I wield in my hand ...
Within my fingers ...
To showcase the power of the words ...
That she copy pastes ...
No originality in her ...
Knows she not ...
Am part of the Illuminati ...
Way above her common reproachable sense...
Her downclass mentality ...
She has to know ...
Who is the BOSS here.
Aah The call ... The tweet from her ...
A sign ...
A signal ... Aa bael mujhe maar...

The Power of the written word ...

Yes, I have it in me .... I have it with me ... The absolute power of the written and the spoken word . Not many can boast of this exclusive quality ... which very few really imbibe in their lives.

Words from the Queens English to words from the Ghettos ....  If you have the knowledge ... You can unleash a thousand devils upon your insolent stalkers. You can throw open the gates of hell upon the imbeciles ... you can launch a million ships to vanquish the devil within; the beasts and bitches residing in the world.

Words that don't kill yet give a zillion moments of death to your tormentors.... Those are powers I am referring to.... Words that can rip apart the clothes from a persons torso and yet be enough to cover the soul in the coffin ... I am the wordsmith and I mince not my words ... I spew venom when threatened and I spit fire upon the down trodden termites of the holy land.

Rightly said ... Well read people are less likely to be evil .... but rightly experienced too .. well read people can unleash the power of heaven and hell upon Earth  with the words that they keep locked within.

Words can make your life ... words can break your life .. all you need to do is keep in check what you give out .... what needs to be told and what to be kept a secret forever... your certificate ... your bond to free life.

Hassle not over what I write ... worry about your actions .. for action speaks louder than words ..lest I act upon my words ... where will thou hide ... where will you seek redemption? I am but a human with all emotions intact and the power to react to situations. So, avoid any altercation with me, lest I crumble you under my feet ... a dust that would be blown away by wind ,... a VINE with juice mingled with refuse of the Earth.

My words aren't mere words ... they are an announcement to the world ... Here I come ... with the power known to few.

Bad Taste ... Bad tune ... Equally Bad Music ....

Some people have real bad taste in the kind of people they mingle with ... The kind of music they vouch for or the kind of tune they sing in or hum about.

Bad Taste... Bad Tune and Equally Bad Music.

Volumes can be written about such people... generally , women. Bored housewives looking for some excitement and adventure in the absence of their spouses ... using men like sanitary pads and disposing of them in the garbage bins. Seen the likes of them lately increasing on social networking sites and Men will be men .. falling prey to the damsels who pour their hearts out and the men just leave their own wives at home and reach out to these Bitches  for momentary pleasures of the third kind.

Pleasures of the Third Kind. Yeah! Pleasures sought via social networking sites and the latest applications on gadgets of today. Using their own hands to satisfy themselves while the women feign moaning and watch them make a fool of themselves. Mockery out of relationships ... that's what these people are doing to their families.

Real bad taste... leaves you making a grimacing face and a bitter aftertaste in your tongue ... Yewww!

Copy pasting rotten and horrible poems and couplets to showcase their desires and yearnings these men and women think they are being smart. Bad ass smart that's all that they can really be. Never original always copies and really fake imitations of real passion and love. they have made love seem like a prehistoric nearly extinct feeling from the past and nothing of today.

It makes me anxious and apprehensive to even think of these people out their loose in the net world ... making life seem a parody of sorts ....a satire to write about. I am no expert on feelings .. But, neither am I a novice. I ain't no God to give summons ... am no preacher but, am human with feelings ... true feelings and it really pains me to see people waste their talent and life in nefarious activities ...losing great moments to trivial pursuits.

Bad taste... Bad tune ... Equally bad music ... worse verses ...horrible sense of timing .... real PJs... senseless drama and soaps online.

YRH ...

I am the Princess of his dreams ...
The Queen of all his thoughts ..
I am the Royal Highness he thinks ...
YRH  ... Your Royal Highness.

Sitting upon my Royal Throne ...
My Chair of authority ...
I control the City ...
The city of Dreams.

My King ...
I am your Queen ...
Princess I am to the World ...
You are my World and ...Nothing more ...
I desire in this Life.
Life is a whirlwind affair ...
An affair to remember ...
They say all is fair ...
In Love and War.

I have loved in the past ...
As I love today ...
Wholly, immensely, truly ....
To the core.
The Swan Song as I term it ...
The dance that we dance ...
We are the World of each other ....
Today a surreal reality ...
Tomorrow a distant dream ...
Yet a dream no matter what ...
To make come true soon ...
But, not at the cost of tears ...
Not with pain to our dears.

If not this life ...
The afterlife is ours to share ...
To dance into the twilight zone ...
The dawn to dusk melody playing on.

Life as it comes and goes ...
As it cons us ....
We play our parts well ...
Smiling for the rest ...
Deep ache within.

You are and shall always be ...
Close to my bleeding heart ...
For I am radiant coz' of you ...
I glow with your love.
I bask in the love you share ...
I glorify the word ...
I am you ... You are me ...
Nothing can divide that.

An ice maiden vouches for you ...
For you melted her heart ...
Soothsayer or lover ...
You are one with her....
On her journey deep within ...
Realms unknown to her.

YRH ... Is yours to keep ...
Hidden ... Tucked away in the core of your Heart.