Love .... 24X7 .... Virtually ,,,,

Love the feeling.... the feeling of being in love ....
The season cool and cosy ....
The reason love and affection ...
A bond formed ... maintained and safely kept ...
Hypnotized by the charismatic persona ....
My love is a class apart ...
Oh my Gawd! He is the best that has happened to me in a long time ...
But, someone different ...
Someone whom I love VIRTUALLY ....
Deep throated laugh on that statement ...
Yet, true... Truly Yours ....
The dawn in my life ...
The Sun never sets on the Empire of Love ....
My God, watches over me ....
And sends me the Devil to love.

Am in heaven with the Ruler of Hell....
But, you know...
Deep within he is HUMAN ...
 A great human being with humane feelings ...
With love in every sinew and muscle in his physical being ....
With rhythm in his movements ...
The way he walks....
Like a Tiger who stalks ..
Stealth his weapon, yet care his forte'...
My love ... my Knight in shining armour ...
24X7 with him ... I have seen all his colours ...
And, my verdict he is the best that mankind ever got ...
Am fortunate ... He is mine ...
Mine to keep .. Mine to love ...
Mine to care for ... Mine to defend ...
Mine to protect ... Just mine ...
Yikes! Am sounding possessive ...
Yes... I am possessive about him ..
And, I won't share him with anyone ....
Am gonna be utterly Selfish ...
Can't give my Love away ...
My love ... My life ... my sentiments ...
All count .... to make my day.

Love the Emperor of my Heart ...
The King and His Queen ...
They make a HAPPY FAMILY ...
A beautiful love story unfolding ...
Keep reading for more .....

The Bold & The Beautiful ....

She was ... is ( I dunno) ... Bold & Beautiful ....
One who spoke her mind ...
We met on an uncharted terrain ... just like that ...
One common thread binding us ...
My friend , Philosopher and Guide ...
But. somewhere she is lost ...
Lost in the chaos and mayhem created by rioters ....
Gate crashers in the party that was ...
They used her ...
Misused her sentiments and feelings ...
I wasn't aware ...
By the time I got to her ...
She was lost ...
Lost in the mayhem ...
The hulla bulloo... the result of aspersions ...
False implications ...
My friend lost forever in this mad world ...
Desperately seeking "Shweta" my friend ...
The only one who spoke truth always.

She was a true soul ...
No malice in her heart ...
Straightforward and frank ...
With respect for all mankind....
She has to be found and her rightful place be given ...
All obscurity removed ...
For she truly deserves a standing ovation ...
I fight a lone battle on her behalf ...
To get her the justice she so deserves ...
One man ...
So many heartbreaks ...
Not possible ..
Unless he is a Serial Womaniser ...
Lying in wait to strike ...
The gullible and innocent ones.
The Bold & Beautiful Brigade ...
Seeks its SOUL SISTER.

Mera Sonaa Yaar ...

O Teri!
Mera Yaara ... Dildaara ...
Aaj dekha ... badaa pyaara ...
Aankhon mein samet liya ...
Buss... pal bhar mein saari khushiyaan paa li...
Ek pal ko aankhen chundhiyaan si gayi ...
Phir rabb pe badaa pyar aaya ...
Mera Yaar jo laaya ...
Meri hatheliyon ki lakeeron mein jiska naam ....
Woh dildaara mera pyaara ...
Raj Sinhasan ki HAsti ...
Hansi jiske chehrey pe khilti ...
Bass ab maut bhi aaye toh khushi se baahein daal doon ...
Kyun ki jeena ussiki baahon mein ...
Marrna bhi unn qaatil nigahon se ...
Woh nazar ... woh muskurahat ...
Humm ghayal ... dil bhi ghayal ...
Nai jeena tere bina ...
Harr din ki yeh hai dua.
Mera yaar ... bahut sonaa...
Ekdum pighaltey soney sa rang ...
Uski tasveer aankhon mein bass gayi ...
Jaan jaatey jaatey jayegi.
Har ek lamha ... unn chand lamhon mein simat gaya ...
Jab nazar unn pe padii aur dil bahak gaya...
Mera Sonaa yaar ...
Bada dildaar ..
Par sirf mera pyaar ...
Aur kya maangoon rabb se ...
Sab de diya bin maangey.

Mera Yaar ... Mera Sonaa Yaar ...
Dildaar .... Mein dil gayi haar.

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...