Issac writes

Love in the Rain- A sketch on a dark window pane A friend of mine, I won’t call her a friend. Say, a Twitter acquaintance, we have been a part of a few online spaces and must have met at a mutual friend’s birthday party. That’s where we come to know, oh! we live nearby, around the corner around a km apart. But since there isn’t any sexual attraction or physical friction, both of us aren’t that excited about the whole thing.   But then days pass by and one odd day, around 10 pm, I get a text from her, hey, where are you? I am like, hey I am home! She says, would you like to meet right now, if you are busy we can do it some other day. Now, I am like I had an altogether different plan and there was this sudden urge to say no, as it was already 10, and without sexual friction in the equation, I didn’t want to sacrifice my Netflix and drinks plan.   But then the Covid-19 pandemic made me empathic like those two years were some horrible times. I remember crying buckets and seeing pe...

I was sitting on a terrace of mood swings and terrible loneliness, depression was their in the clouds and everything around looked dull. Those shots of alcohol last night and a night devoid of sleep had drained my energy. My friends had left, my parents were far away and the feeling of emptiness was terrible, my mood was swirling into depressive imaginations, my eyes would have burst into tears but my mind was dumb, I sat there motionless thinking about the troubles that lied in the womb of future, that moment I was living my fears. What if I failed, I had failed so many times, I had fallen so many times, there were scars all over my heart, body and soul. The terrace was cold and I shivered every time, a cold wind blew through those wounds. I felt weak, I felt guilty, I felt troubled, my mind was burdened with mistakes and sins. I raised my eyes and I saw the moon and piercing through the clouds, moonlight came and sat beside me. I felt a bit good and wished to hold her hands, bu...

Some three years ago, I saw a profile picture of a girl on facebook,   I liked her instantly for her cute smile and her loving innocence that was their on her face. Though I was in a relationship at that time, somewhere this girl found a place in my mind.   I send her a friend request which she accepted because we had a lot of friends in common. We hadn’t ever met though, for 3 years I followed her posts and just loved them. Her posts were quite funny and her profile pictures quite refreshing and joyful to look at. She crossed my mind everyday, but then I never knew how to express my likeness to her and to tell a girl whom you have never met that you like her would have been an insane thing to do. She would have treated me like another insane idiot who keeps spaming her with I love u messages. I got to see her during various retreats and social gatherings but could never talk because I always felt the time was not right and my instincts always asked me to stay away...

Follow the given procedure, though not sure whether it could win her heart or not, but you will enjoy the process for sure..... 1 Start a chat with a beautiful girl… 2.Meanwhile keep listening to some great romantic music that turns you on… 3.Start flirting…imagine her beautiful face….. and words will start pouring   from the naughty corners of your heart……

After a long gap of almost 15 years, we met each other finally. The meeting place was the same old park where we used to meet and play during our childhood and teen days. The park hadn’t changed much except that some benches were added rest everything was the same though things there had become old and fragile with time. we had changed a lot in all this years, from careless teens we had turned into mature individuals who feared the society and people around them. Childhood friends we were, who became great buddies during our teens, our’s was a friendship that could have blossomed into a love story but failed to do so because may be we both feared of getting rejected and losing all those moments of friendship that we had accumulated in all this years. Our friendship lasted for almost 12 years till I left my city to pursue my dreams. We lost connect and almost forgot each other until facebook resurrected our friendship and we were back again chatting, teasing each other, rememberin...

So they decided, they will explore the ocean in the serenity of night…. And then they started talking about anything and everything, as words were travelling through their minds dropping from their mouths, a sudden thought came in his mind, ohh yes, there were some beer bottles in the refrigerator. There can be no better time than this to have a taste of chilled beer. He asked her if she would like to drink with him, she thought for a while. She had never tasted it before, she had heard from her friends though it tastes yuck in the beginning but feels like heaven after some sips. She thought of giving it a try, for the man she admired secretly was with her and how great it would be to drink and talk. She said, yups I am ready and asked him to get it as she was quite excited about it. He went into the kitchen and opened the fridge, as he took out the beer bottles. He saw some chocolates too and felt happy at the sight of seeing them, this was turning out to be a perfe...

They were best friends and perhaps they would had been a couple, if he was not committed. He had a girlfriend and that was the only barrier that stopped them from taking the relationship to the next level. They were close to each other, very close but still far. Friend ship is a relationship that brings you close but keeps you at a distance where you cannot get intimate….that’s against rules…..but rules are broken at times…..sometimes barriers are broken…..sometimes accidents are more tempting than driving safely on the roads….. They were back after watching a movie, it was late evening hours. It was 10.45 pm showing on the clock when they reached home. They both went to his house as his parents had gone out of station and it was safe for the girl too as it was too late for her as the gates of the hostel must have been closed by now. He welcomed her to his house and tried to make her comfortable. He was nervous, so was she.  They never felt alone in each other’s prese...

When you see her picture,  she looks beautiful,  her face void of flaws like an angel... heart emoticon   kiki emoticon But the day you get close to her,  as close as to feel her breathe, As close as to kiss her lips,  kiss emoticon   you could easily see those scars on her face,  those marks of imperfection and  those scars make her more beautiful,  more human and you realize  Imperfection is sexier than perfection..............