A heart to love

No love,

warring hearts,

wielding sword of emotions,

wedge,

shorn of reasoning,

come closer babe,

lose this peace,

delete all brain talk,

control,

not worth it,

we are no computer code language,

chuck out this turmoil,

not for us,

drop the weapons,

feelings don’t slug,

no nobel prize,

or claiming a trophy,

a date,

some laughs and teasing,

an innocent kiss,

complete this cycle,

fill in the blanks,

replace head with heart,

not tail.

Passionate lick and lust

Lip talk;

Tongues curled;

Blowing the ring of passion;

Quenching thirst of lust;

Caress;

Lips stroking and exploring every inch,

of the mouthly passion;

Insane kissing;

Mad love;

Passion knows no reason or moral;

Smooching in public place;

It only knows the language of romance, passion, and intimacy;

Love;

Take it to a higher level;

Ecstasy;

No drug can fulfill that;

Kiss as if it's your last one;

Bite the fruit;

Strawberry taste;

Fruit of passion;

Lick the ice cream before it melts;

Love

Vishal

Sparkling love

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In love we believe,

gentle whispers, sweet nothings in the ears and stealing kisses.

Valentine Day is just the perfect excuse and gateway.

Surprise your lover with flowers, exquisite chocolates and gifts.

Romance tickles the heart,

as we reach a high that makes for life long memories.

We shall never cease to believe in this powerful energy called love.

It's pure as white, an oxymoron and bliss.

The heart never stops loving.

It bleeds when disappointment creeps in.

We shouldn't stop ourselves from loving for we may never know when it will trigger our feelings. 

He or she may just be a step away from us.

Our heart will never cease from singing the lullaby of love and sparkling romance in the heart.

Celebrating togetherness and achieving milestone together.

Who needs to be in love for ages?

Love as if it's your last moment and do it like teens,

make the season of love last eternally.

Keep the faith and celebrate love.

Belated Valentine Day.

With Love

Vishal

Love calculation (1)

There is no calculus theorem of love..oh!Dear and respected mathematicians of the world..how come you've skipped the word called 'Love' while designing the greatest theory. What is love? Why does it happen? When it happens, why don't we measure its pros and cons?
Before falling in love with someone,there are certain things that we need to calculate. Like, do I have any future in this relationship? What if it doesn't work? Can I afford to inflict self-harm to myself? The wound from my relationship has not been completely healed. So, why should I get into the lovey-dovey romantic relationship? Am I being fair to myself and to the other person?
There is no denying the fact that in the start love looks so beautiful and is the most amazing feeling in the world. You have the impression that you are the happiest person in the world and life looks perfect. It can't get better than that. The person is the most amazing person in the world and he or she cannot be wrong. You get into those mushy thingies, red rose, wine, candle light dinner, roaming into the deserted streets, holding hands over your cuppa coffee and in the theater, stealing a kiss in the monsoon. Your sex life is also the most awesome thing. Then, bingo!

As soon as you get to know the person, you actually get into the thinking the mode: Is she or he the same person I knew in the start? Am I in a proper relationship? Will it do good for me? Why am I still in the relationship with her? There are so many what ifs raging in your mind. Then, after some time, the fights and your brain altogether stop functioning..As they say, love is the malfunction of the brain. Like Meghna told me last time, sometimes people don't use their brains when they fall in love and end up doing sensical things and don't realize how stupid they look. She was speaking in a particular context and looks like she was directed her ire at guy. Well babe! Both the dudes and gals get into those things, though women are much more smarter, intelligent and sometimes, practical than their male counterparts.
There are some standards that we set before meeting somebody and most of the time when you meet that person, she never meets such criterias. Will she be sweet and compassionate? Is she someone with whom I can have a meaningful conversation and believe in principles? She is not one of the scheming and manipulative lot..sense of humor, enjoying every moment of life is lacking in her and often you are in for a big disappointment. Often, we set standards for our next relationship...will she be hot and good at making out? caring, sensitive and understanding..and when you meet, you feel that they are a total reject?
Then, you meet somebody who shares the same ideas...i mean or less..we all have qualities and weakness..you get into thinking..am I reading to take the plunge and get into this serious relationship? Serious thoughts crop into your mind and what if?! True, you are no longer a college student that you will be able to face the break up or shit like that..you have a life, remember and what if the person doesn't give your space in the relationship. C'mon, we may decide to live together and it's actually a big effort on the part of both of us to share our bedroom or room for that matter since it is a very private space in our life. Once it happens, there are certain adjustment that need to be made. Back to the love calculation-kinda-theorem, I have my own life and expect her to have a life of my own. I always believe that in a relationship, there should be a charter-I live my life and you live yours and you free to meet both your male and female friends--my pals and buddies. If I am meeting a long female buddy for a drink that doesn't mean that I am having an affair. There is something called Trust in a relationship. You meet your male friends and I don''t have any fucking problem with that coz if I am meeting the babes for a drink, then I don't have a right to stop you. Then, you shouldn't behave like an obsessive lover and starts calling me every now and then when I am working in the office, at the university or happily boozing with friends.
However, it's also true when love doesn't come all planned and you wake up in the morning, deciding to fall in love with someone. I know it just happens. And, when it happens what do you do, go for it?! Remember, I have my love calculus and measuring all my options. As I said, I wouldn't like to hurt myself and in that sense, I would prefer an open relationship with her coz I wouldn't like to eat too much of time and getting into the relationship hassles.
The reason is very simple: The last time I took a hell longish time to get out of my breakup and wouldn't like to fuck up things. As they say lessons learned. But! There is always a but! Love is like gravity and it just happens like Shit happens in life. What do we do then? Does our love calculus goes for a toss? Falling in love cannot be prevented. Should we chase it coz a second chance doesn't really comes..though I don't subscribe to this view....
Remember, I have my love calculus.....
To be continued...................

In the times of Love

Vicky hardly attended college. He was doing his internship with an advertising company at Shivaji Nagar in Pune, Mediarocks. But, he would hang out almost every day outside college to fool around  with friends, boozing and admiring the cool N hot chicks. The only time he was present in college was during the college festival, Xtravaganza. After all, it was the time when many love stories started.
Radhika was Vicky's senior in college and was the object of desire of all the guys. Whenever she walks in the campus and touching her curly hair with her delicate fingers, she would send the guys in a frenzy state of mind. After all, she was super hot and naturally, the topic of conversation.
Radhika and Vicky were oblivious of each other's presence till Xtravaganza happened in August. Three days of college festival and like many, Vicky enrolled in Radhika's team in the logistics department. On the first day of the college fest,Vicky was standing in a blue kurta in the college campus and hiding away from the glares of everyone and was smoking. A sensual feminine voice patted him on the back and offers a handshake:
Hi, I'm Radhika. Logistics team, right?
Vicky was strucked  by her beauty and was wondering whether she is the same Radhika every guy was speaking and dreaming about. He stammered.
Hi, V-i-c-k-y..I mean I am vicky.
Radhika sports a mocking smile.
Yes, Vicky I got your name. You are in my team. By the way, smoking is strictly not allowed in college campus and certainly not during the college fest. It will give a bad image to Fergie college. C'mon dude, we are the best college in Pune. Btw, I also smoke and after all the preparations ,let's have a smoke outside.
Vicky nodded and throws the fag away.
Radhika pats him on the shoulder:
Fuck dude. Follow me. All volunteers are decorating the amphi theatre and we have a very important event in one fucking hour. Let's go jaldi.
Vicky runs after Radhika towards the amphi theatre. There are hordes of volunteers, boys and girls and Vicky is helping Radhika with the decoration, sticking the wall papers, muslin papers, banners and balloons.
During the interval at Indian classical dance show, Radhika asks Vicky
Hey, I never see you in college. You don't attend classes kya?
Vicky smiles and says, I am always in college hanging out with friends and I've heard bout you soo many times.
She smiles, Oh! Yeah! Really How come Mr Vicky? Btw, please reply to my question. Why don't you attend classes?
Well, it's just that I am doing my intern with Mediarocks and towards December you shall see me more often, he quips.
Radhika holds his hand, Please let's go out for a smoke and a cutting chai. They walk together outside the college campus and crosses the busy streets towards the chai ki tapdi.
Radhika asks the tea vendor, daun cutting bhau aur cigarettse, classic mild.
She asks Vicky, you like classic mild, na?
He replies that it's his favourite brand. They sit together on the bench. Radhika shares a thing or two on the weather, Nice weather na and I love dis weather. It's hot but still the gentle damp in the temperature makes the chai so good.
Vicky smiles, A perfect weather to kiss and some romance.
Fuck you, Vicky. She slaps him on his arms, Oh! Guys! They think of only one thing....Now, will you tell me why I am the object of your friends' conversation.
He is amused. Well, obviously girls are not mooning over you. Simple: Coz you are the hottest in college. She smiles sheepishly.
It is the last day of extravaganza and the students of Fergie poses for a group photo.
Radhika quizzed him, So, Mr Vicky? It's great how become friends in just three days. Hope to see more of you, my invisible college junior.
He replies, Babe, my internship will get over soon. They hug each other tightly.
Vicky, are you coming tomorrow for the party?, she asks.
He nodded, Radhe..how can I miss it?
As she ignite the keys of her bike, see then tomorrow at 9 p.m.
The gang of Xtravaganza joins on Saturday at Fire N Ice disco in Camp, MG road. Many love stories started during Xtravagaanza and couples could be seen dancing and sitting in a corner, cozying to each other.
Hi, been searching for you dude, Radhika says as she checks her mobile. Oh! You messaged and I've been searching for you everywhere.
He takes her by her arms, let's go for some vodka shots.
They gulped three vodka shots. Radhika suggested that they hit the dance floor, C'mon Vicky, let's dance. Kajra re is coming.
They dances as their bodies motion towards each other. They lips approaches and Vicky plants a kiss on her lip. She would not let him get away from him as she presses her lips against his. Their tongues swirl into each other's mouth and indulge into a long, passionate kiss oblivious of on-lookers and the blazing music.


Three months later.
Vicky completed his intern and has become more regular in college. He tried the phone number of Radhika but it's left unanswered. Nobody has seen Radhika in college and he tried searching for at the Economics department but to no avail. Fed up of trying to reach out to Radhika, he started dating Sneha, a first year girl from Delhi. In February, somebody told him that Radhika is back to college and that she went for a tour in Germany, showcasing the Marathi play Mee Purush boltoy.
Radhika heard about his affair with Sneha and according to her friends, she is quite upset with him. One day, the passed crossed accidentally and she prodded, After all, you showed that you are just like the others, na. I was your legitimate fuck. Sex was on your mind and that's it, dude.
Vicky is pissed off, Now, will you let me explain? I tried calling you several times.
She replies angrily, I thought there was something going on between us. Can you have waited? And you are dating this slut, she shouted and left.
Several times, they happen to see each other in the college campus and the hang out spot. There was always an awkward silence between them. Not even a formal hi. The truth is that Radhika always think about him and the memorable moments spent together. She dated a few guys but broke up immediately. Her heart was not in the relationships.
Vicky broke up with Sneha and apologized that he is not doing justice to her and it's better that they move on. Often, he would drown his sadness in alcohol.
It was the exams time and after that, Radhika will leave college to pursue her masters in mass communication at Saint Xavier's in Mumbai. Often, they would see each other in the campus and behaving as complete strangers despite standing in a single group or discussing their respective exam papers.
It was the last day of college and the first monsoon showers has just started. Radhika walks up to him, Hi Vicky. So, you have one more year to go and just came to say bye and best of luck in your life. I also want to say that you are a bastard.
She turns and walks away from him in the college campus. Vicky's buddy Aniruddha shouts at him, dude what are you doing? You love her man and she fucking loves you..chutiya run after her and tell her.
Without losing a second, Vicky throws his bag on the floor and heads towards the parking space in college where Radhika is heading. His friends, Aniruddha, Neha, Rohan and Kim follows him. He yells, Radhika, Radhika, Radhika, please listen..I am a bastard, I've been an asshole..
Radhika turns and ponders, now what the hell is fucking wrong with this guy?
He walks in her direction, Perhaps in the start I was unsure of my feeling and that's why I dated Sneha. But, I broke up with her because I love you. When we were not together, I waited for every single in college campus so that I can see your beautiful smile. I love your curly hair. It's the last day in college and I don't want to regret telling how much I love you.
Radhika runs towards him and they hugged each other tightly. She says, I love you too, my bastard. And they kissed. The water lashed heavily at that very moment. Monsoon has started in Pune. Anirddha, Neha, Rohan and Kim shouts..Fuck the world...and clapped their hands thunderously.

Celebrating the religion of Friendship and love

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O' Friend, think of me today.
Ignore me if you will for the rest of your life.
Think of me today and the times we spent together.
The times we laughed together, went beserk with each other.
The times we stopped each others' tears.
We vowed not to get lost in the crowd.
Yet, this is the law of nature.
I shall think of you and the times we spent together.
You may have forgotten me.
But, I have not.
You chose not to respond to my call.
Yet, I always think of the good times spent in each others company, sharing dreams.
You lent me a shoulder to lean.
How can I forget it.
The day I forget it, I shall cease to exist.
Happy Friendship Day.

Hey folks, this is the first Sunday of August as we celebrate Friendship Day. In college, we would always live for the day and buy coloured wrist band on the streets and gift shops like Archies to tie on our friends' hands. Friendship was a religion to us and we would strictly adhere to the simplest rule of friendship. We would always be here for each no matter what, be each other's 4 a.m friend and laugh together. We simply believed in it. It was sacred. How we wish the times will never wane. Life can't be better than that and was the perfection we secretly wished for.
Doesn't matter if it's a Sunday, Monday in college would be the day where we would hug each other and tie the band on our friend's wrist. It was a dhaga that would tie for life and send some good vibes if we have moved far away from each other. I believe that our prayers and wishes is still flying in the air, reaching you, Dear friend. I can feel your energy and you can feel mine. It truly makes a difference.
Friendship day is also the opportunity  to kindle a romantic sparkle. The cute gal we never spoke to me would stay forever in our minds and Friendship Day we take our guts to a new level and tie the band to her hand and even give a red rose. If we are lucky, we will get a hug and ask for coffee. Friendship day is one day where no one can refuse our offer of friendship. The start of a beautiful relationship with the angelic face.This day has witnessed the start of several romantic encounters and it is a matter of time when we hold hands together stealing a kiss over coffee and make love to each other.
Droplets of tears falling into my palm.
I can stop myself as I found the tears and put into my eyes.
Our soul merges into each other.
I am you, You are mine.
Your tears are mine, my joy are yours.
As we kindle and celebrate the pure joy of friendship.

Happy Friendship Day
With Lots of love, prayers.
"True Friendship are the ones that stood the test of time."
With Love
Vishal

Frothy week end

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Back to the grind. Hello Monday! Had a supa week end...Spent quality time with my sister and her kids over tea and dinner. Sunday came and here I indulged in creative work..read Rushdie's Fury and Blessed days with Osho, penned by one of his follower going by the name Ageh Bharti. Brownie point: The man didn't got his final work properly edited as there are many spelling mistakes.
Feeling jolly and happy happy..u know why? coz had saturday and Sundays off and here I work for four days and Friday I'm off. I changed my off day since Friday is my b'day. Come B'day I will be lazing at off,gonna buy myself Shantaram as I revisit Mumbai through the eyes of David Gregory Roberts. It is treat and why not?Post that I'll indulge myself in a pair of Levis jeans after I bought an earlier one in February/ March. I believe that we must be eternally grateful to the Almighty for blessing us as we see the light of the day. Come Friday, perhaps no birthday bums, no cake cutting but grateful to live through the day. But, but, we are growing a year older and it freaks me sometimes..Will try to be graceful as I grow a year older..Bingo! Shut up! I'm not yet 30 so why I'm scaring myself..though I am not far from this cycle
Coming back to smooth super week end..Yes, I was able to do my creative writing as I sit down and continued my short story plus been writing my script about a smoker. Basically, wanna make a short film of 7 to 10 minutes long. A psychological thriller, I would say. How I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day so that I could afford myself the luxury to do so many things..No girl friend..Yeah! It's cool! You know why..dunno how I would balance my time since love shov would take my whole day. But, I am searching for someone. For how long, can someone been lonely on this planet. There is something called desire and love.
Me heard, the monsoon has started in Mumbai and I truly miss those beautiful times in maximum city with maximum rains. The best monsoon falls in Mumbai. Pointer: Get set in the heavy rains and go and sit at Marine Drive or Bandra bandstand..you will know what I mean. I spent wondrous moments in Mumbai monsoon as your newly acquired black umbrella tears itself apart as you ran to catch it. This is Mumbai for you. Don't forget to steal a kiss..a long passionate smooch at Marine Drive as you get yourselves drenched. Celebrate life. Monsoon is soooo soooo sexy and hot.

How I spent my frothy week end
-Woke up at 11.30 on saturday

-Had dinner with my nephew and niece

-Reading Salman Rushdie's Fury-check it out

-Come Sunday:
Gave tuition to my student

-Slept a lot: yeah right full three hours nap in the afternoon

-Watch Anjaana Anjaani on DvD-been trying to play the Swadesh video rather unsuccessfully..The DvD had problems..me gave up.

-Wrote my script..not finished yet, just started. It's moving thank God..the best time to write is between 11 to 3 a.m

Have a great day.
Njoy da rains.... 

Droplets of rains

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I sit down,sipping the coffee and wishing for the rains.
Nah!It's not Monsoon time.
Gotta wait for few more months as the first showers splash on the windows,the branches shaking itself.
The first monsoon as I remember this girl,beautifully drapped in her salwar.
She ran down the stairs and  pulled her arms,embracing the rains.
She willfully offered herself to the God of rains, drenched.
We all patiently wait for the rains to come.
We drench ourselves as the rains falls on our hair and our faces,down to our lips.
From our upper lip,we taste of the water as if it is droplets of wine.
As the rain water fall heavily,shaking our existence,we dance to its tunes,playing street football,falling down.
Crazy stuffs that we Indians love to do.
We love our monsoon.
It's unique to our character and carve our identity as a nation.
As we sit on the Drive,Monsoon is another excuse to steal a kiss and get cozy.
The most romantic time of the year,Monsoon time.
Come fast as we impatiently long for your presence.
Shower us your blessings.
Spread Love N Cheers

Q's &A's for X-mas-merrily yours

Merry X-mas. Tonite is the nite.My faviourite X-mas color?
Red of course. Coz it stands for anything bright,love and romance of course.On any normal day,White coz it stands for positivity, brilliance and purity.

Flowers?
Who doesn't love flowers. It's the perfect gift to sweep the ladies off the feet. You can win hearts. Can't say it with words,just say with flowers.

Celebrations?
Life is a celebration. Make everyday Xmas day,Diwali. Celebrate our state of being and there's neva a dull moment in life.Live the passion and be passionate bout everything that click. Life is meant to be colourful,our mint chocolate.

Kiss?
The most beautiful expression of emotions. Feelings shouldn't be supressed but nurtured and expressed every second and minute.kiss is like ice cream, enjoy it before it melts.

What I'm wearing right now?
Yaar what do u expect?It's night time and a green shorts gifted by Mom and red Tee-It's Xmas and it's not over yet. A perfect romance on my way to dreams.Sweet dreams,kisses.