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, April 08, 2012

Age Twenty Nine – The Time of Confusion, Boredom and Contradictions

Things start falling apart, confusions in plenty, hazy road and many more. You are caught between the silent dusts, you are attracted by the laws of The Secret, you try new things, you try it so hard. It’s not you, it’s the age that plays the cunning game with you. A perfect life is a myth and everybody hoping to get the best possible things within a short span is just a fiction. Things don’t come easily however miracles do happen in life. The words written above reflect the confusion of age 29. 

There are many things in life that attracts you for example you want love, money and happiness. You aren’t sure about anything but you still crave to lead a perfect life. You see pictures of friends spending great time in exotic locations; you see them having all the fun. Sometimes you feel like a dumped creature sitting alone in front of the computer in a Saturday evening. 

You feel bored of not doing anything exciting, you seriously try to bang your head against the wall. But listen! Everyday isn’t same. Today you may be gazing at other’s timeline in awe but things won’t remain same forever. You will also have moments of bliss. This is not you. It’s the age that’s playing the game. The moment you cross the transition phase, you are bound to get that much deserved enlightenment. Age 29 is a bad age for girls. If you aren’t married, you will face parental pressure. If you have a boyfriend who is of the same age, you will again feel the pressure.

 Things won’t be easy anyways. If you are single, you will be forced to see someone and then there will be that fear of rejection. If you are in a long distance affair, you will again be in trouble of losing your partner. Things look insane at this age. You see all the hues of life at this time of your life. You are tormented by the entire galaxy. You become insane, click insane pictures, try to take out happiness from weirdness. This is the real joy. Age 29 gives you enough reason to be happy at your boredom, confusion and contradiction. It’s the best phase of your life. So, get ready for the journey ahead, when you will have everything. That day you will remember the complications of Age 29. 

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Friday, April 06, 2012

Why Girls Love Short Haired Man?

Why girls hate long haired man although most of the Rockstars have long curls to flaunt? This question always troubled me. I am continuously in search of a definite answer. I am severely forced to crop my Jim Morrison curls. I felt like a prisoner living in a world full of sensible people. I looked utterly non professional, scruffy and ridiculously different although I felt like a Rockstar from within. The mirror in my living room was the last thing that appreciated my looks. I was traumatised when people around me forced me to crop my hard earned locks. One fine day, I decided to do it their way as I told my local hairstylist to cut it short. That proper crew cut as they say. Suddenly things around me changed, I became respectable person overnight. I kept gazing at the mirror in my living room that continuously made fun of me. My rock community dumped me; I became normal that kept troubling me from inside. I felt ridiculous again but I was at least satisfied to get good feedbacks from my so-called sane friends. This is my story but I know many guys who love to keep long hair but due to societal pressure they aren’t doing that. 

Now the question is why girls love short haired man? I finally got the answer. They find man with short hair good-looking because they look like a man. They say long hair doesn’t suit every guy and I know whom they are targeting. Girls love short hair because they always prefer a clean man. They hate to walk with a walking talking philosopher and a poet at least who looks like one. They like decent guys and if you keep long hair that means you are indecent and you’re not serious about life. I got it. After so many years of introspection I am finally writing this. I still don’t know the reason behind girls, parents hating long haired guy but I am sure that it’s not acceptable at least in a country like India where everything should look normal. If you aren’t marrying at right time, you will be questioned, if you don’t have babies after than you will be questioned. Nevertheless you will be questioned. Well, I think there’s only one answer to the question. It’s always advisable to take good ideas from the friends you trust. It’s not that you look good in long hair or short hair, it’s your persona that comes out from inside. These are only my feelings and I have no intention to trouble anyone’s feelings or emotions. Long haired guys will always be hated especially if you are not a Rockstar, singer or an actor. So, think twice before growing your hair, there will be sure trouble from outside.  

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

The Wax of Kim Kardashian…

From a snazzy New York guy to an artsy French man, from a Billionaire to a nobel laureate, from everywhere to anywhere, Kim Kardashian’s beauty is recognized by every man alive. She isn’t just beautiful; she is divinely gorgeous with a body of clay, ice and fire. Her dreamlike curves make you fine; her lascivious smile can ruin empires. She is the last metaphor of sensuality.  She is the Cleopatra of our generation. My words may sound enormously big but the fact is they are extremely nothing for praising this lady who conquered my heart the day I saw her online. It’s she whom I love to love. She is the shining star in my moonless galaxy, she is that firefly in my garden that I would like to chase, she is the lilies in my garden. It’s hard to ignore her existence in my life. I may sound insane but my insanity looks valid for her. It’s been five years; I am in love with her. I am celebrating her birthdays in my lonely corner, I talk to her in my dreams, I get that flying sensation whenever I see her. I need no one if I get that wax of Kim Kardashian. This is no open letter, this is no celebrity fixation, and this is just my selfless love for the beauty from Armenia. I can write an entire book of fiction for her…

Confession of a Die hard Kim Kardashian addict from India…