Unconventional Love

Remember that time we were sitting on the stairs under the open sky and the aura was perfect enough that I couldn’t think of anything that could make the situation more than perfect.
I was wrong, you made the moment more special when you looked me in the eye and I looked in yours.
Nobody ever looked at me like you did. Your eyes were showering love and I wanted every bit of it.
Why am I telling you this? Because now when I look back at that time, I feel proud that I filled myself with courage and didn’t care what others thought.
Yes, we are different, we are unconventional and that is what makes our bond more strong.
Because we are not here with each other because we are getting a status or any benefit or any materialistic thing, but because our bond is unconditional and our love is pure.

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Judge Crime not Character!

“Oh my god, she removed her clothes.”
“This is what happens to a girl when she wants to have fun”
“She deserved it, westernization fucked her mind”
“Didn’t she think before sending it to her boyfriend?”
“What, he wasn’t her husband?”
“She must be a slut, who else send nudes to someone?”

*Stereotype, Preconceptions, Judgement, Prejudice*

At some point of our life we all must have done it. But do we have the right to exploit a human being, up to an extent that they fear the outer world? We can’t be so cruel. We are not the demons lingering on a pure soul for their life.

What if that happens to you, how would you feel? When those harsh words glide on your mind, like a worm itching you that you get the urge to let go.

The story I’ll be narrating is based on a real life incident or rather I say real life threat, where a pervert with a mask of anonymity threatens a girl on exposing her nudes to the world.

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Let’s catch the culprit Source @feministaa.com

Now let me tell you It was her choice, and it’s her choice now. What’s done is done, instead of guesstimating her character, let’s focus on the culprit whose hiding somewhere from his crimes. Judge the crimes not the character. Continue reading “Judge Crime not Character!”

They would dissuade, they would proscribe.
but little do they know the fire won’t die
The flames may flicker, it may quiver for a while
But with every blow, it brightly shines.
Run away or run after, it’s your choice,
but the dreams would haunt, even with open eyes.

And the Forbidden dream continued…

From where should I start?
At this moment I should solve some test papers, Yeah! It’s 8 PM, set the clock and sit for 3 hours.
3 hours?
No way! I need a break.

Oh god! What Am I even doing, this is not my call.
Continue reading “FORBIDDEN DREAM II”

FORBIDDEN DREAM II