Wednesday 7 May 2014

MY DADDY STRONGEST!! MY MAA PRETTIEST!!

We sit back and think about the girl that crossed our mind just a few hours ago. We spend half of hour day trying to calculate the amount of love that we have for someone who was once a stranger. 
I am 21 now. For the last few years, relationships, women and sex have been a part of me at a great scale. I am sure when we all are around this certain age, a particular girl is always keeping our mind busy. Despite being something in the professional world, we always try to get in thoughts that are just related to "someone special".
I am not saying there is anything wrong in that. Absolutely there isn't!! But do we realize that when we reach at our most vulnerable age, we like everything apart from our family. We say we love our dad and he is the best, only when he gifts us something. A Facebook post of how amazing is our mom pops up every time she makes us our favourite dish. We turn selfish to the people who created us. I look back at my high school and college days and I regret doing certain things which I could have ignored. 
I looked at my dad today while he was soundly sleeping on the sofa. He was actually watching a Tv soap and probably didn't know when he dozed off. I called him up a couple of time but he didn't reply. I got scared. I shouted. He woke up as if some dangerous dream forced him to wake up. 
I had my differences with my dad. Everybody, at some point of their life, may have faced the same situation. 
As we all try to behave like a grown up man even when we are in our 15s and 16s, we tend to go away from our family. Visiting places with them seems too uncool for us. Maybe it's not a mistake. It's a part of the trend. But a trend that doesn't seem good when we grow up and look back, does it?
My mother had been suffering from diabetes and innumerable other diseases for the past 7 years. Every month I go to the medicine shop and recite all the names of the medicines to the shopkeeper. A lady who is living on 10 different medicines make me the most delicious foods every day. She might not be the fittest but she is surely the strongest women I have ever been with. 
My father goes to work everyday and comes back with an exhausted look and practically just looks to lie down the remainder of the day. I get pissed off with this attitude. Why would he not talk to us? I always had complains about my dad not supporting me or taking interest in what I do. I still do. But a few days ago, he started explaining me about certain insurance things that he had done and he wanted me to understand all the documents carefully. He got me a new AC in my room. I wanted him to put that money in my college fee but he still did it. I may not have put a Facebook status for him, but I surely understand that although he doesn't show his support in public, he cares about me a lot. He may not be fan of my career plans but all he wants is to see me safe and secure and financially strong. 
My dad goes to the market every 2 days a week. My house is filled with vegetables and all the healthy foods. It's a different thing that I am a complete nuisance and I fail to live upto a healthy lifestyle. Every sunday when I accompany him and carry those market bags, I realize how difficult it is for him to go to the market 3 times a week and carry bags weighing more than 10 kilos each and then immediately hurrying up for the office.
I may be too egoistic too say it to my parents, but I promise to work hard and achieve a lot, not just because of my glory but also for their hard work and pride.

Monday 5 May 2014

ALL CHARACTERS APPEARING IN THIS WORK ARE FICTITIOUS!

It's been almost 9 years since Rehan had his first crush. The girl was extremely studious and simultaneously gorgeous. Rehan was so much into her at that time, that he stammered every time she even looked at him. It took him 3 years to eventually propose the girl of his dreams. Well, not really his dreams because he used to meet her everyday at school. It was more of a fantasy. In his fantasies, beside making love to her, Rehan used to imagine his marriage with this girl, who was pretty much out of his league.
3 years to propose a single girl, eh? Rehan was sure that the whole world looked at him as a coward and a loser who will probably never get any gf and die alone. He was concerned about his hairstyle so much that he even decided to try on 6 different hairstyles in one year. All because of that one girl. 
However, the story doesn't end well with this girl. Even after taking his time to propose her, she never paid much attention to him. 
Today, Rehan is a college graduate. The paranoid predictions he made during his school days of not getting a gf ever in his life came out horribly wrong. Till date Rehan has had sex with 6 different women and made out with more than 15. 
The concept of respecting women and treating them properly was very much installed into his brain by his family members. Everything was scripted until he met some "good friends". Friends, who didn't mind kissing without being kissed. Friends, who didn't mind blowing, even without knowing his favourite colour. 
The same guy who never had the guts to say "I like you" to a woman once, doesn't need to say it anymore. He laughs it off when a "woman" of "moral values" comes upto him and talks about how important is LOVE. Oh well, even he had a love story. Rehan sacrificed all his earnings to just go over to someplace else and be with the woman he loves. She said she loved him too. But all she offered was her body and several feeling less sessions of just kiss kiss bang bang. 
With every women he has met, touching her vagina seemed to be more easy that touching her heart. Notwithstanding the fact that his words can be a big time turn on. 
He has never forced a woman into getting physical. Still very much abided by his principles, Rehan had never approached a woman with "wrong intentions" until he realized how easy it was to do it. The concept of love disgusts him. The conversation which leads to discussion of love, turns him off. It's like he has decided to switch it off completely.
But amongst all these, he has a friend. A friend who stays far away. A special friend who has listened to his shity topics and horny fantasies. Women have become insignificant to him. Sex has become easy for him and it never looks good when sex becomes easy for a man. 
Sometimes, all he wants is a just a cuddle into her arms and do absolutely nothing. 
A little bit of happiness lies somewhere else. 

A shoulder to cry
Without being asked why...