Rejection Phobia - A Typical Male Syndrome

Blind dates, long distance affairs, telephonic relations, pen friends, childhood crushes and a typical male behind them all! Everyone is unique, every man is different. Yet, the fear of rejection always lurks like an inevitable shadow around an urban man. So, let’s find out more about this typical male syndrome.

Ex Girlfriends, Ghosts and That Secret Potion of Desire

Sweet melodies of yesteryears often soothe his soul. Confused past, hazy memoirs and long drives in his father’s old gypsy illuminates his apartment. The shadows of his ex girlfriends keep haunting him. Those larger than life greeting cards, those soft toys, those bracelets, those watches, those letters are locked inside his closet. Time changes, feelings evolve, old friends reunites. The air never remains the same.

How to Tweet Like Jim Morrison

Microblogging! The new addition to the content hungry universe is making everyone bit crazy. Some people are investing hefty sum of money to gain followers, some folks tweeting extra sensible quotes, some individuals trying to be little humorous, the celebrities gaining millions of followers overnight and some people are still dazed. They retweet, copy paste some old quotations, sometimes news and views and most of the times they just keep gazing at the time line without having any words to write.

Bedroom Story - What Indian Women Want In Bed?

Indian women are flawless, intelligent and wild in bed. They know the art of taming a wild stallion, they knows the magic of weaving a satisfying tale. Everyone is unique and every girl has their priorities.

Winter Loneliness - Why Loneliness is Ecstatic?

The music of David Gilmour (On an Island) is creating a dreamlike ambience; the loner is busy writing his chronicle in his studio apartment, he is capturing the ecstasy of being lonely in an overcrowded city. He is mutely inhaling the drifting joy and the lingering silence, he is growing from within, he is catching the stars, and he is alive…

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Sunday, November 06, 2011

My Jim Morrison Hair…

The journey of my hair…
From extremely short to ultra long 
Wasn’t that easy. 
My hairstyle keeps changing with season; 
I have no particular style. 
My hair has its own mood, 
My hair takes different shapes,
It’s unpredictable
It’s my inner voice.

My messy tresses
Have no lustre, no beauty
Still it shines for me
Still I feel the glory
I don’t know how appealing 
Or how disgusting they look
I find them extremely happy
In a winter morning
After using my Dove shampoo.

My hair reflects my inner voice
And I am true.
My hair isn’t different
I love my hair
I take regular care…

My morning hair, 
My afternoon hair,
My midnight hair
My Jim Morrison hair…
I love my silk
It’s ever-changing
Just like me and my feelings… 

This post is exclusively written for (Love is a two way street – Dove Indiblogger Contest)

Saturday, November 05, 2011

Poetry from the Inner Spaces of My Mind

Colouring the blank spaces of my mind 
With hues of mauve and blue, 
Sinking in the benevolent sea, 
Feeling the ruthless pain of the uncanny lullaby
Sometimes you feel nothing, 
You are completely lost in the vast crowd, 
Sometimes you feel the isolation craving for the new sunshine.
The intensity of my heartbeats rises above the dungeons,
It moves beyond the cacophony and the chaos,
It keeps juggling between the blank spaces, 
Those unknown spaces that have no existence…

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