Teenage Dreams

I wasn't dressed the best, the first time I saw her.  The bliss of ignorance filled the air as a blow of senseless wisdom filled the spaces. Timing was at it's finest brew and the temperature of the room was matching the coffee pouring down of the coffee machine.  Eyes were rolling and everyone was looking at new faces that filled the auditorium that day. Happiness and Stress were distributed in equal proportions. Some were sure of their fate while some still argued that this is not their dream.  Maybe it wasn't,  maybe it was but still fate plans the best for everyone.  The rolling eyes that day,  caught some glimpses.  Some of the same glimpses happened to take place in the coming days leading to a deja vu situation where as some glimpses,  when happened didn't felt like it was the one and only time it was happening. But then time lead to prove that it was. Time is a strong player of the game. I never knew that the glimpses that happened only one, was going to happen

I was wrong that day and the biggest mistake I made was thinking it to be a regular day. It was a regular day in the sense that there were no special markings on the wall calendar but it was seriously something more than normal for me to flirt with someone after a long gap of many months. My recent break-up, which was a couple of months back had left me with no intention to be involved again in this agonizing game of heart make and heart breaks but seeing this girl for the first time had a different feeling. It was a reflex that I started talking with her and it was a reflex that simple texts lead to serious conversations and there were ingredients of flirt in every bite of the dish. Had the leisure lasted a bit longer, I would've taken things way down but  life had different plans. That was what happened that day and it ended up for good. You can't write this stuff. It's more beautiful when it's unexpected and that was something that happened the following day. I was

I remember it hurt seeing her hurt. She was hurt, she was bleeding with fears, insecurities filled her heart and tears were the form that it could escape out of her body. She didn't tell me anything but yet i understood, i understand everything. She can mute down her volume but the fears that her eyes display and the words that her body speaks says everything. It hurt and it hurt more when the i couldn't help her. She was there but yet there was nothing i could do. She was dying but she's trying to show that she was living up to her fullest.. but she was. Was it a move to make ne jealous or an attemp to live those last few moments she would be spending in this country in the way she likes but i could see her having the spark for other guys. What spark i had for her,she can't see as thr brightness of my spark is so much that her eyes are forced to change directions without realising what were those lights potrating.. She could've made two lives better but she chose

And it was like a miracle, seeing her there unexpectedly, i was confused if i should, should? Nah! If i  could act normal. If i could just be me. she understood or maybe didn't saw me but she just went to the opposite direction in a group of her college mates. I was still looking at the group when i saw one of her pointing to my direction and to none of my shock she started the  journey. Some 10 meters distance between us and i remembered to my good that i was in the registration board. I was supposed to direct the group but there i was with a group of girls other, many of them creating a situation i couldn't talk with her.i could but i didn't want to, she came near and to my luck i was called by a teacher to the other part and we couldn't talk in between then. I saw she had a phone on her hand so i texted her pretending to call a friend, yeah! we're friends though, friends who talk, talk about all shit. We were just friends but as always at the end of the day a bon

So january 25,1026, Oh! I mean 2016. Still her smell is having an euphoric effect over this melted heart which has been dived to it's core and out and the best it could have been through, so That day,today we were having exams, so at the midst of the exams, i could feel someone looking at me, i glanced back to prove myself correct but why?? Well i may have guessed she might want to know the answer but i was in a good mood so i asked what with my pleasent gesture. She on the other hand started writing without telling anything. Well, i frowned but what happened happend for the good as i could see the invigilator glance at me just the .01 second after i turned forward and started to write, had she replied i would still be turning back and could've been expelled or what so ever but no, i didn't. Thanks to her but yet i could feel the tension in her eyes, i knew something was wrong. Exams were over and i was out. I forgot about her but got lost in a group of guys, just before

And there she stayed sipping coffee out of her cup and potrating his helpless face. She was silent. She had finished her story and left him stabbed with a broken heart and leaving him wounded with the pieces of information she conveyed. He couldn't touch his cup. A thick layer of fat was getting over the cup with the decreasing temperature both in the cup and heart of a betrayed( that's what he felt) a guy who was not sensible enough to understand life, what it was or what it conveyed. hours passed and harldy there was any talk. He didn't touch his cup while she stayed there finishing her story and cup both being at the same time. she was moving apart from him, far apart what she presented was a compulsion, his view of it was a choice. But seeing far and apart  seemed good for her future, she was going to live up to her dreams and potentials, (at least he could sit there saying that,) it felt good to think it that way. He was sitting there like an idiot not realising when s

Being a guy. Yeah! I had a lot of question's last time i posted this on G+ . There were like 50+ of them. I was shocked at such responses to my post. I'll try answering almost all the questions I can.I'll take it in the form of paragraph and some bulletin because i need to connect the ideas to each other here.. Hey you, yeah, guy's kinda have feelings but it's hard to express out there due to all social stigma and shit, well me I just can't cry out there,.. and Ugh, If you want to know if a guy has crush on you,just check him out, how he acts around you and most importantly we're in 21st century,so if he's interested he'll definitely try calling you for no reason whatsoever. (This part is dedicated ☺) . And in my experience if a guy likes you he'll never ever tell his friends of the real one.. The one which he prays need to work out for the best....... I hope these weren't serious but it's all humorous  Ugh! how guys live with all

A story This is a story, a normal one, a story of a boy and a girl, The first time they saw each other, they fell in love It was the day after new year, the 2 nd day of the year Love doesn’t need a day, does it? Neither did they care. They first met when the guy pushed the girl Obviously the girl did fall Let me get to the plot what’s the hurry just wait, I’ll tell you the whole Story.. It was 2 nd day of the year but they both had their classes, both were late and in a hurry, and the guy had forgotten his glasses, They both were running and they collided, could’ve been a huge fight but being late, they both avoided. They say in love, the guy’s always wrong so earlier I said the guy pushed, did it quenched your thirst? They were going to class, so both had some books in hand, With the touching hands and colliding eyes slowly they did land. She blushed so did he; they were still for a second they forgot being late and the intimacy began. The girl starte

Hello and good morning! What’s new out there in your world? =D So crush huh! I’m crushed now figuring not to see my crush for about a month and being ignored by her all weekend, man that’s tougher then I thought! Now let’s see why my crush is my crush! Interesting topic! =D The case is kind of like this! Well no offence but that’s what I’ve been told by some guys! Well still she is there for me! Not sure but it may be because she has trust in me! This girl who I didn’t even know suddenly starts becoming frank to me shares her problem with parents and all shit! Between all those small talks Yeah I fell in love! <3 So hard, I had to get involved.. It all goes like this……………………….(A poem by me) Among the long talks we had, the emotional bonding we made, fights with each other we created, funny cum hurtful things we said, Despite all those you were the best Somewhere in the middle of the talks Yeah! I fell in love! <3 Its mysterious how things work out

The college crush Yeah! college crush cycle,sounds kinda different i guess but it's a routine like biology  at the first period, physics at the second and class ends with English lecture. The first day at college, you see a girl, pray that she may be put in your class, and whoa god listens, A class of Biology group so i guess it's obvious that               Girls population >> Guys population. We occupy the last bench and just in front of you the girl resides, your full interest in class is dedicated to her, you think about her, the first day you are just eager to know her name from the roll call,(( The one and only day you give damn about the roll calls i guess )). Then back home, you find her on Facebook and add friends, she accepts your request without knowing who you are. The next day at cafeteria you have the formal introduction, you share names, not reached to numbers  yet....... (heart breaker as it sounds) Then slowly you have talks on Facebook. you know

Hey guys! How are you? Thanks for all your support for my blog! new followers and more views in the recent week! Thank you a lot for that! I have something, maybe the most important till date to share with you guys! This is moreover a blog for your suggestions! I won't be laying off the high moral suggestions here, I just want to know what you guys think about it.You can even make a anonymous comment too. Now here it goes! I'm 17 now and yeah 17, teen age, the age of craze but recently i am having a lot of changes, hope they are just hormonal but these are mark able changes!I can't just quietly ignore them. I started a show-off case, pretending being what i am not. I am just a good guy as everyone noted but no i don't feel it as per my definition of good. I am totally avoiding the reality and Damn! caring about things i shouldn't be. Like " Damn! Did i sound rude to her? " " Does she like me ?" " Maybe! She acts different around me "

Crush or love Good morning bloggers! Yeah! I've been publishing daily as i am kind of free this time. Exam's over and a hell of a free time with lack of enthusiasm to kill it with. So 'm here. Let me share something for other bloggers too. If you are 17 or around and with your parents around it would really be difficult to write a blog. Especially when they understand the language you are writing and are of suspicious nature. How it began: Well today let's go with love. I wouldn't have gone with the topic if i wouldn't have woke up exactly at 4• If i hadn't opened twitter at 4:03 and some of the pages hadn't re tweeted "You know why it never worked with a girl because there is a right girl ♀ waiting for you and it was never meant to be for you two." (it wasn't exactly this but something like that). Actually if you knew me personally you would know that i am some crazy guy with soulmate thoughts. i actually don't feel like sharin

Getting suspicious. Its in our nature  and guess what it's ok! It's human nature that defies with the conspiracy that it's better now than after it's late. Me too have been the same tody it's been above two months i haven't seen her but 'm ok ! I trust her to the fullest. She was there for me when i remembered i lost hope. The one with the majority share behind my success that i achieved. But sometimes when i open Facebook/twitter/Instagram anywhere if i saw some other guys comment on her posts i get jealous! Whenever she sees some on mine(It's not so often) she goes on asking like who was that? and what ever! But i never had the desire and courage to do so. I remember once when i asked she was like just a good friend like you! Wait! I almost forgot! Why does she keeps asking me about the comments? IS she also into me or is it just me that has a weak and insane heart to go after what i can never have!  I am also a student interested in psychology. i h

Life is not something to be defined on trust!All those late night conversations were not based on the trust we wanted to develop in each other but were based on what we thought we would define learning. We were both learning each other so when the right time comes we could explode like a waterfall and it's all gonna end for once and for all! But guess what life doesn't goes that way! What you thought whom you hated suddenly becomes the one you trust the most.The one for whom you wake up everyday! The one who you remember before bed, the one becomes the world. But guess what you are gonna regreat it every morning that you think about her(i am a boy).You are restless and suddenly you realise you've changed.Nothing is same now. And before you can know it's gonna be over.(Finally got over her and i thank nature for healing it). #experience  #Sw31 *time heals everything*