(Un)conditional..,

If I can just lie there and listen to you breathe in sleep and feel comforted then I will never be lost.

If I can just read your eyes and understand the words and their meaning, then there will be no more silent moments.

If I can just hold you tight in my arms and still feel not-close-enough, then that’s where my home is.

If I can accept your kisses as gifts, then I will never be poor.

If I can love you the way you love me, then I’m truly blessed.

If I can let you fall asleep on my shoulders, then my payers may never go unanswered.

If I can just connect with you through thoughts, then no distance is a big one.

If I can just talk the language of love, which only you can feel and reciprocate, then I'll have everything I will ever want .

If I can find, in your love, the sunshine to expel my winter mist, then I will really believe in love.

Acch~

Amongst varied people - a man who looks down on you just because you don't speak the "national language"; another who complains to you that no one interacts and sits alone without interacting, especially with you; a person who ignores to take your inputs for the reason that you are younger and not male; a someone who talks to you only because you are well-known; an incorrigible who spreads that, the leadership and others value you and call you in on meetings because they are men and you are the only woman; some other who looks for small opportunities to put you down, to jump on the least of the mistakes to make fun of you; a damper to the fun, when a person, almost a stranger, says that you spend time smiling, laughing and basically having a good time, when you ought to remember you are married; a group of two who put you as a Vertex in their politics and games; a few to whom you are a nobody; one who sponges off of you only so long as to get what they want and act as if you are not a familiar face - occasionally, it is good to hear “Thank you!” and “I appreciate the work you are doing” in an otherwise bleak work day

It’s, always, good to be home.

See what you like..,

I HIDE myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too—
And angels know the rest.

I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.

(~ Emily Dickinson)

I HATE dogs!

I hate them and I hate them really ardently. I also hate people who turn up their nose, when I say I don’t like dogs. Extra annoying thing is when they say, ‘Oh no! He is harmless’. What’s up with those people? It’s a DOG. I hate everything about those dogs right from the fact that they smell funny, their fangs/ dirty teeth, the saliva and that irritating growl. How ever clean and tidied up a dog may seem, the way the dog comes running to you and lick you over (and how ever friendly that might seem) how ever listening and caring that dog is, it is just a dog. A filthy animal, disgusting, annoying and scary. I don’t know how any sane person can relate to an animal. Well, I don’t mean the dogs harm, but CMON……

Chase to House

Borrowing words, 'Why are you yelling? You are frustrated! Listen, if you want my help, I’m here. If you just need to vent….. leave a message’

Do you think too...

...that hate is a strong form of attraction?

Colorful explosion..

Rated

Seduction growing
in every caress,
aching for the forbidden secret,
in exquisite agony.
During palpable silence,
in a blink of a second,
the world changes mode.
Like the breeze in the storm,
on the way out,
igniting the icicle.
Where one ends another begins,
that soul knows not.
A timeless continuum,
this primeval innocence.

In the background: Tune