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A PAGE FROM SOMEONE ELSE DIARY-SHE GOT ENGAGED AND I WAS STRUMMING MY GUITAR LOST IN HER MEMORIES...

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We were in the same batch but we never talked, we had mutual friends but it was rare that our eyes met in school. As we passed out of school, we still remained strangers. Even during the farewell, we didn’t click a pic together. We were strangers but destiny always has it own plots, own games. After 1 year, I got a friend request from her. I gladly accepted it, for a change she looked beautiful and I was glad to add a beauty to my friend list. We started talking, we were cities apart. She was in Bangalore, I was in Mumbai but there was some connection and we had a lot of stuff to talk about that we couldn’t when we were in school. We developed an instant liking for each other, she was an allrounder and could sing, dance, paint, cook and do what not. I loved playing guitar and used to sing songs for her. She always loved it to core. .She always encouraged me , everytime I composed a song and she used to say,” sweetheart you will make it big one day” and I always used to cherish he

OH WHAT A WONDERFUL GIRL YOU ARE........

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What a wonderful girl you are !  How beautiful are your feet in sandals,  The curve of your thighs is like,  the work of an artist,  A bowl is there, , that never runs out of wine.  A sheaf of wheat is there,  surrounded by lilies,  Your breasts are like twin deer,  like two gazelles.  Your neck is like a tower of seduction.  Your beautiful eyes are like  the pools in the city of love,  near the gate of that great city.  Your nose is as lovely as a soft toy.  Your head is held high, your hair shines like the finest silk;  your beauty attracts me, it captures my heart;  How pretty you are ,how beautiful, how complete  the delights of your love,  You are as graceful as a palm tree,  and your lips as beautiful as petals of roses,  To me your breasts are like bunches of grapes,  your breath like the fragrance of flowers,  and your mouth like the finest wine,  o what a wonderful girl you are!

WE ARE PARTNERS IN CRIME THAT HAPPEN TO WOMEN

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When you look into newspapers this days, we see the news of rapes, Female foeticide,molestation, eve teasing, acid attacks on woman, domestic violence on women, women being beaten for dowry etc. All this have become quite common incidents that happen regularly on weekly basis. Now reading all this doesn't invoke any harsh feelings in our heart. We don't bother, we have accepted this harsh reality and have compromised with it. We think such things are bound to happen. They keep Happening and whats the big deal. This mentality is harming our society and it has harmed it to a great extent. Every time we neglect such cruel incidents happening around us, we are actually supporting them. We are silently nodding our heads to this brutality. We are encouraging those mentally sick people who see and treat women as mere objects. What should be done is people should break their silence. It has started happening in recent times after the Bangalore molestation case that happened on New

LAST WORDS OF A MAN WHO WAS WRONGLY CONVICTED....

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This are the last words of a man who was wrongly convicted in the murder and rape of a woman….whom he never knew….because of which he had to spent 12 precious years of his life in jail…..a complete failure of the Judicial system...a blunder... A man who lead a disastrous life, whose life was full of alcohol and drug abuse, a life full of misadventures, a life of chasing women, abusing them and using them for sex…This were his last words... "I hope I go to neither heaven or hell. I wish that at the time of my death that I could go to sleep and never wake up and never have a bad dream. Eternal rest, like you have seen on some tombstones, that’s what I hope for, Because I don’t want to go through the judgement. I don’t want anybody judging me again. I asked myself what was the purpose of my birth when I was on death row, when I was destroying myself in the prison. If I was going to go through all that, what was even the reason for my birth, why was I born in first

O GIRL.....YOU ARE A BEAUTIFUL PAINTING.

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In a world of black and white, you're a colorful sky. With rainbows and sharp, crystal diamonds for eyes. Beautiful.  That is what you are. That is what I see. You're the colored  splashes on a painter's dark masterpiece. Smile. Always smile, You're lovely to me.

THAT FAT GIRL IN MY SCHOOL WHO BECAME A SEXY DAMSEL ONE DAY

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Sherin was a 14 year old girl who just wanted to make friends and roam around like any other girl but She was always bullied in school, insulted, abused and was called names because she was overweight. Comments like , there goes a buffalo, the child of an elephant were quite common to be heard. She remain depressed because of such behavior from her school mates. She could not concentrate on her studies and never wished going to  school but she had to. Every time she went, she always met with those same abuses and insults. it had become really intolerable to her. She had started hating herself , no one liked her. Never did boys find her attractive and no one ever asked her out for a date. She liked a guy named Rony and always found herself attracted towards him.  She always dreamed of Rony asking out for a date, so nice it would be, she thought. Rony was the best looking guy in her batch and once Rony asks her out, her fellow classmates would be so jealous. No one would teas

PRE-MARITAL SEX- YES OR NO.....MY ANSWER IS.....

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Well Post marital or pre marital…sex is always exciting…isn’t it. You keep thinking of it all the time. It feels so great when you think of it and when you actually do it, how awesome it would be.  So for me it would had been a big yes to Pre-marital sex because sex is wonderful, its awesome and gives me a sense of excitement and it gives the feeling of an adrenaline rush. I feel like having sex with one out of every 3 women. The figure of a women body makes me crazy. The body of a woman is a masterpiece creation and her boobs are weapons of mass destruction. Sex sex, sex oh its such a wonderful thing. The most exciting thing that can happen between a man and a woman, its Sex, sex is so sexy and sex is so wonderful. Aaaaaahhh I am dreaming now….ooooolaaaaallaaaaaaaaa….how great it would be, to thrust into a beautiful woman and feel her body.  It would be so wonderful. I would love to have sex with so many women,  before I get married to someone and get restricted to having sex wi

THE 3 STAGES OF LOST LOVE.....

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So had a recent breakup, lost someone whom you loved so much….Heart has become bitter to those soft feelings…so my dear friend Lost love has 3 stages and you will go through this three stages in the long run…let me describe them for you  :- 1 st stage is the same as you smoke weed, with every puff you take, you know its injurious to health, its damaging your inner strength but you cannot help it because with every puff you get lost into a new world, into a world of hallucinations, into a world of fantasies…same way, you know thinking about her all the time, living in the past is harmful for your mental health but you cannot stop the past from haunting you….you cannot stop the thoughts from coming….the more you try to stop thinking, the more her thoughts come up destroying your mental well being…..you want to forget but you cannot….as time passes you reach the second stage… 2 nd stage is like you give your house for rent and in a month or two go to check the well

BHOPAL GAS TRAGEDY- IT WAS NOT AN ACCIDENT BUT A MASSIVE SCALE MURDER THAT WAS NOT PLANNED......

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Enough has been written on this unfortunate day and writing another blogpost on it would not make any difference in the lives of all those unfortunate soul who became victim to this Massacre. But then being a blogger from Bhopal, its my moral responsibility to write about it. This whole incident made Bhopal  an immortal city in world history. Search Bhopal on Google and you will know.  All who went to sleep peacefully that night would not have expected that just within a Few hours, Bhopal will turn into a living graveyard where death bodies were constantly multiplying exponentially. But that’s how Life is, unpredictable, you never know what lies in the next moment.  I was born after 7 years of this horrendous accident . I never knew about it, until I learned about it in my textbooks and asked my parents that how were they alive, they said that the gas didn’t reach the place where they were living. They were living far away from the place of incident but they narrated me some

MY FIRST KISS

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She was waiting for me in the park, we had decided to meet after her college hours. I wrapped up my practice and went to meet her. She was there seated on her vehicle with ear phones plugged in her ears. She was looking gorgeous in her red top and blue jeans. She saw me and with a look of naughtiness,she said " so you are 5 MINUTES late. I said "SORRY". She laughed and whispered coming near me, "its OK". I held her hand and then we walked inside. We walked together to our favorite bench. We sat there, it was our third time, our third date. We sat there looking at each other holding hands. I looked at her, her long hairs flying over her face, her naughty eyes, her pinkish lips she was beautiful and it was tempting me. I caught her by her waist, pulled her towards me and planted a kiss on her cheeks. She gave me a pinch on my arms, a hard painful pinch it was. I was shocked at such a behaviour. She looked at me with disgust,and asked me," you despo, we