He loved her. Then he thought he didn’t. He met a new girl. He thought he was in love with her. But he wasn’t. Old girl cried. He went back to her. New one cried. He came back to her. Then he met another girl. he thought he was in love with her. And the [...]
Archive for the ‘Dreamism’ Category
Triangles, triangles
Posted in Dreamism, tagged Love, Short Story on September 23, 2009 | 7 Comments »
Your Story, My Story
Posted in Dreamism, tagged Love, Relationships on September 21, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Why is it that all of us are so obsessed with love stories? We are either busy trying to make one of our own or dissecting the ones our friends have or dreaming about having one or trying to sustain the one we have.
What is it that makes Love so attractive?
It’s just a high which [...]
People
Posted in Dreamism on August 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
There are people, and then There are ‘People’
Some I like, some not so much
With some I talk, with some I listen
But wherever I go, I cannot escape
People and people
world is full of them
and they are full of themselves
I like them and I hate them
but no matter where I go
I just cannot escape them
Some cheat and [...]
Playing Tag Tag..
Posted in Dreamism on August 18, 2009 | 4 Comments »
From facebook to blog.. tagged by Naarya
The one and only rule : You cannot say “I have no regrets in my life”. I really feel its the most cliched line ever.
I hope to..
Have a Book Cafe someday or a restaurant on a beach. Whatever it’ll be, it’ll include all 3 love of my life – [...]
I wonder..
Posted in Dreamism on August 7, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Why is it that all great love stories have either sad endings or great sacrifices?
Wouldn’t it be nice to have a actual happy love story?
No offense to O Henry, but why on earth James and Della bought gifts for each other without ever discussing it? Come on, they were poor, They were in love. Little [...]
I’m scared
Posted in Dreamism, I feel on May 12, 2009 | 4 Comments »
of disappointments I’ll cause,
of disappointments I’ll see,
of the pain I’ll cause,
of the pain I’ll feel.
I’m scared that you’ll find out the truth
that you’ll figure me out
I’m not so perfect, even though I claim to be
I’m not so nice, there’s lot of evil in me
I’m scared,
of the intensity you have
of the certainty you feel
of the love [...]
Sorry, You are slightly fat to be loved by my standards…
Posted in Dreamism, I feel, Marriage Market, tagged Love, marriage, Weight on April 16, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Recently I met this girl, extremely fun, intelligent n pretty as well. In fact, not even for once I wondered about her weight or looks. She mentioned she was just getting over this long-term relationship which recently ended. I didn’t bother to ask why they broke up and all. Well, I really don’t care about [...]
So true…
Posted in Dreamism, Random, tagged Jealousy, Quotes, Relationships on April 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy – in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other”.~Jubal Harshaw Robert Heinlein in Stranger In A Strange Land
And of course [...]
You know you are gone when..
Posted in Dreamism, I feel on April 6, 2009 | 2 Comments »
..you end up sharing your deep dark desires with someone you barely know..
..you envision your wedding and discuss unrealistic plans..
..you end detailing your dream wedding dress..
..you ignore every other conversation around you to focus on this one..
..you write silly blog posts like this..
So here’s another silly bit.. Few weeks back I met these 2 really [...]
Things you should never ever write in your Matrimonial Ad…
Posted in Dreamism, tagged Matrimonial Market on March 30, 2009 | 2 Comments »
1. You are virgin… For Guys - Seriously!! for 30 somethings, its not something to be very proud of.. For Girls – This might mean, you are not. ’cause we, the Great Docile Indians girls, are by default one.. So Just leave it out.2. How good Looking you are – people, we can see.. And [...]


