hangover-the morning after

“I miss you” doesn’t necessarily mean you miss me too. It is not needed as well. But at the start of every relationship and few days down the lane together,it imparts the feeling that the partners sharing the bond feel alike, smell alike, taste alike and thinks alike for each other. They tend to ignore the fact that sharing of the bond depends truly on the individual’s capacity. They may take part in the same activities but still they may perceive the outcomes differently. They may argue with each other while cuddling as to who loves more or who gives more to the relationship… but seriously that is really determined at the end of it.

Walking broken-hearts is usual (and at times can make you good at traffics i.e. careful) but walking with broken-hearts is a different thing altogether. It can make you a jay-walker leaving you with scars and bruises, yet still bumping into here and there. In that case just don’t think about how-it-would-have-been-if…… or why-it-didn’t-turn-out-the-way-you-planned-it-last-Valentine. Don’t think about what you put into it and what you got in return….coz…. that would definitely hurt…….(and why the hell do you want to run over and over again those memories that didn’t quite take shape? Did all of your exams go well in your school, even after your preparations? Every mountaineer doesn’t have a sunny day everyday. Even Bear Grylls still struggles so hard, eats live uncooked arthropods for his show everyday...even after being such a hit…..then what are you?) Just pretend as if you had a bad bad hangover last night and search for some bitter remedies…..(that may tastes bitter but is effective!!).

p.s: this post is not intended to be understood by everybody and I am no “relation-ship’s sailor man“ ….

MAN : Social ….yet Animal

Relationship…huh! Why people need one? I guess it is because they are people. They are like more into this thing called social experimenting. They love experimenting with their lives, their styles, colors, fragrance etc… so as they love pairing and bonding with the people they see around... in the “society”. They take pleasure in the hunt for another person with almost the same frequency as that of their own, so that they can start experimenting with him/her. They judge their nature, engage in conversations, savor the new found obligation (that arise out of the relationship), taste the challenges of being loyal, cater to the demand of the new person, the demand of the new relationship… in one word, more often test the durability of their bond. And if they find it quite difficult to maintain or even to establish one, they seem to put more effort into it to last it longer than the bond that just clasped as soon as it clinked. The latter thrives on less care, lesser nourishing feedings than the former but thrives well… till the point the people absolutely let go it/ stop counting on it. Should that be the way it is? I guess, not.

Men are clever! Aren’t we?

You must have thought this at least once in your whole life. Is every girl a bitch? A female dog barks. Do they? Yes. A female dog bites. Do they? Yes. A female dog screws a male dog. Do they? Of course Yes. Sometimes knowingly (literally) sometimes unknowingly (spanning over a whole lifetime). Now let me rectify you what you must have started weaving by now, that here, there is one another spiteful, frustrated male soul, up to spewing venom against the ‘weaker’ sex, being dejected by his girlfriend. But it is not that. ‘Girlfriend’ is not only the person who can insinuate about the ill effects of having them in your life. It can also be your sister, your aunts, moms or simply girl-friends.

We ponder over our relationships with them hours after hours. But the moment you come across them, a convincing vibes from their stance takes you in and you inevitably starts believing that they have spent more time and energy over thinking about you, than what you did. And thus an invariable culpability ensues in your mind and you get perched upon an unsteady saddle, trying, all this while, to evade this particular situation. And all these happen much before her uttering a single word! With a ‘girlfriend’ around, (with whom you are suppose to feel blissfully delight all your life) things turn up really messy within three years (Max.) and oh-God-get-me-out-of-here situation when she appears to be your decade old cohort, your mother, your only permitted friend of the opposite sex, your puppet-master. We men ask for a partner and what we get a controller.

A girl-friend can be a pain in the back as well. With them you savour the taste of their shrill voice, their feminine attires, their delicate accompaniment, their child-like agility, their mature suggestions to the intricate social life of yours etc. and that too without you being required to be committed. Cheers! But they are not the red wines, you see. The more they grow old with you, the more they become insipid, the more grows their wants from you…but still they lack that vigor, that desperateness of a true ‘girlfriend’ and therefore less dangerous for you as they lack those 3 words of your mouth. But it is not that easy. We have our basic needs, biologically proven, scientifically accepted but still socially invalidated. These mere friends cozies up with us, play with us and in the game, when we take our part (letting our hormones to overpower us), we get trapped! And so their shrill voice, their feminine attires, their delicate accompaniment, their child-like agility, their mature suggestions all seems no less than a neurotoxin! All their cutely, cuddly stupidity and inability to handle simple things which my brothers in KGs will easily do are only shows to hoodwink us of our powers and we never understood what we are living with is a myth of authority over them. Let them come nearer and you will see who the real master is. Don’t we people look at our parents! Oh yes we do. But we tend to persuade ourselves that it’s gonna be entirely different in our case.

Oh fine! That’s what it has been and is going to be. Well all we do is not for us. It’s for the nature cause. Are we so dumb not to see the upshot after all these stories of frustrated souls in movies, songs, poems, blogs etc. no we are not. It’s all a sacrifice, a part of our bigger heart, as you see for the ‘Legitimacy Of Procreation’.

P.S: me and my girlfriend are still happily knotted!... oh yes we are.