Connections…

No matter what material it’s made from, any kind of chain is tough to break apart as each link supports each other by touch…
Even the most expensive sattelite TV is useless when not powered up through its power cable leading to the outlet. The power it needs to operate surges along the line…
A subway station is useless on its own. A train going nowhere isn’t the best travel option for physical journeys…
Just as the things mentioned above, people need connections to support each other, operate, function or even get somewhere in life.
We are born alone (even twins take turns during birth) and we die alone (even in mass, freak accidents) but it’s up to us to have connections throughout the longer and the duller stages of life.
There’s one little setback though; not everyone is compatible. You can’t just plug your phone charger into your nostrils (or anyone else’s for that matter) and expect it to power up.
To find the right people to click, just be yourself, do crazy things together, and be totally honest. Most will run away, but the ones who stay, will be attached to you for life.

A Touch of Existence

At extremely rare times, especially when you start to think friendship is an empty shell, love is just for the show and every other relationship relies on mutual greed, someone really special pops right into your life and once again restores your faith in humanity.

 

But, how?

 

How does that special person come into existence?

 

Can it be magic?

 

 

Hardly. As magic is all about spells, dragons, rituals and enchantments in long forgotten languages.

 

Fate?

 

Nope. Fate is a way of escape for the hopeless to justify the doings of life or what they haven’t done. It also promotes negativity beyond its surface.

 

Divine intervention?

 

See Fate above. Minus the negativity.

 

Sheer luck?

 

Not really. Luck is highly associated with unexpected financial growth in our era (and again with no personal effort involved).

 

Whatever the reason might be, that special one will always find you…guide you through life as if magic, fate, God’s intervention and sheer luck, are all working together in a weird combination.

 

In my whole life, such people (angels?) penetrated right into my egg-shelled shield at the rightest times. One goes away and another one comes right in like changing shifts with none of them ever disappearing from my life.

 

I love you all…

 

Thank you for existing.

 

CAST : (In Order of Appearance)

 

R.D
E.T (Not the alien)
A.D
M.K
A.U
A.U (Not a typo, another one)
D.C.Y
B.B (Special thanks to her)
P.B
P.O
B.K

 

and finally

 

A.G

 

Stay existing…

Acceptance All the Way

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We, humans (Hereinafter referred to as “insatiable morons”) are nearly impossible to please and satisfy even if everything goes on the rightest track. To put it more simply; we might find the weather in summer scorching while the same “we”, have no trouble cursing when it’s freezing in winter. And it’s not only atmospheric conditions that makes the “insatiable morons” feel that way. We can buy the latest gadget we’d been craving for… and then plunge into huge debts to buy the upgraded new model with specifications that we know we’ll never use. We boost through life with an attention span of fish, yet the brief happy moments of our lives we are meant to enjoy, fade away before we can even comprehend.

When it comes to romantic affairs, we are usually stunned by our counterparts as soon as we set eyes upon them. We would do anything to be with them. Yet, when we finally do, the magic disappears. We work hard to shape our loved ones into what we want, but didn’t we fall in love with the original in the first place? Now that we got what we wanted, why the desire for total transformation? Love is not toxic, we are! Are we so glamoured by the wrapping paper of the product that soon after we have it, we rip off what we’d fallen in love with and throw it right into the bin?

Change is unavoidable and almost imminent, but it’s also controllable. So, in your next relationship (or in your current one), work on to change things for the good. Keep in mind, once it starts, change never stops and the person you love will surely become someone you hate.

Embrace love, accept it fully and let it find its own way…

The pros and the pros of dating friends

The attraction to physical beauty makes only one side of the three-dimensional medallion in dating: The rim and the edge; the almost nonexistent part. The rest is all about honesty, trust, mutual understanding and having fun in whatever a couple is doing (from having sex to watching the grass grow in shared silence). Those qualities listed above create the chemistry between couples more than anything else. 

Nowadays, more and more people seek only their desired physical qualities in their partners… but that is never enough on its own. If that was the case, people would wildly date Picasso paintings or the full moon in a pitch black night, as that’s the real beauty in its purest form.

Becoming friends with a loved-one first is a must although there is always the risk of falling into the friend zone. But the concept of “being in the friend zone” was invented by those who have never experienced the pleasures of such a relationship in the first place. They accuse you of “trying to screw a friend” when there are so many other ways that you can screw a friend, which are far more destructive. 

I am not implying on dating every friend you have. However, the tiniest physical attraction you might have towards a friend is just a start in having the relationship of your life…

And on the plus side, you never get to lose your friend even if the romantic endeavor is over, as friends tend to stay in your life no matter what.

Trust me! I have experience….

Types of Men: A basic guide for women

Types of Men: A basic guide for women

Contrary to popular belief, men aren’t easy to comprehend (yet, predictable) as there are different types of them which you can find reflections of, in the animal kingdom. 

Each type has its own characteristic traits and have different expectations from women.

Let’s have a quick look:

The ox: About 35% of the male population consists of them. They are easily identifiable in society with their bulky and muscular bodies with grim expressions all over their faces. They tend to think all women are attracted to the looks of their muscles. They are the least intellectual type of all and it’s nearly impossible to strike a rational conversation with them. They are highly overprotective and tend to see women as personal properties. They want their women to be loyal and physically attractive all the time while they regard themselves not bound by the loyalty rule. Though quite primitive, the oxen are amongst the most desired by women for reasons unknown. 

Favorite hobby: Watching football with their mates in a cheap bar.

The peacock: About 15% of all men fall under this category. They are stinking rich and try to impress women by using pure wealth. The rich peacock values physical beauty and often spoils their women with costly presents. For them, women are ornaments of beauty that they wear around. They are joyous as long as the beauty lasts, so it’s easy to make a rich peacock happy: stay pretty. They are also never upset about losing their partner as they think someone will eventually replace her. 

Favorite hobby: Attending antiquity auctions overseas.

The raccoon: 14% of the males fit into this category. They are highly intellectual men and target women using their brains. They might seem bossy around women but in reality they want to be led by them. They are super talkative and can often turn into a talking Wikipedia if not resisted. As they are extremely self-confident, a woman must follow his advice on any subject, acknowledge how right he had been and show gratitude by thanking. That is rhe only thing that appeals to them. Otherwise, the raccoon would keep on nagging his partner until she does follow as he sees fit. 

Favorite hobby: Bragging continuously about how he solved a difficult crisis using his intellect in the corporate world.

The Sloth: The laziest type of all men make about 11% of the male population. They are almost always shaggy looking without a decent, paying job. Interested and skilled in art or music, they tend to live off of their women financially. They can make their women happy as long as they are taken care of and not talked about job opportunities.

Favorite hobby: Being left alone in a basement armed with crayons or a dusty old piano.

The monkey: The playful monkey can be seen in about 8% of males. They are not that attractive physically, so they try to compensate the physical flaw by playing the clown. Their sole aim is to make their partners laugh and have the greatest times of their lives. A woman can blindly trust the monkeys and can be easily entertained by doing all the crazy stuff that they have never thought of, with them. They are the perfect partner and play mate for women.

Favorite hobby: Making women happy. 

The dinosaur: Another 8% of men are dinosaurs. They are traditional and old-fashioned in every way. They are also closely bound to the unspoken rules of society 300 years ago and try to maintain such a society in an ever changing, current world. The dinosaur wants his woman to be just like him; having high values for obsolete traditions.

Favorite hobby: Telling stories about their great grandparents over and over again.

The dragon: 0% of men…They are what every woman wants as partners but sadly they don’t exist. Never have.

Favorite hobby: Existing in the dreams of women up to a certain age until they realize they don’t exist.

The remaining 9% is a cross breed between the types above. 

So, what do you think? Am I right? Please comment…

No expectations, no disappointments 


There are over seven billion people populating the Earth and yet most people feel lost and lonely. We are the most unsocial, social species that have dominated the world; highly advanced primates fueled by basic instincts. We want others to accept our ideas without questioning but we get enraged when others do the same. It’s hilarious as it’s never our original ideas that we are defending; we’re reflecting the notions of our parents or idols, who defended their idols’ ideas. We have overhanging decorative ears, which are useless as we can’t even hear how our words sound ourselves. As a result, we’re drifting away from each other, embracing loneliness in a gigantic crowd. 

The solution has never been so easy; leveling your expectations of people to the ground level. When you have no expectations, you can never have resulting disappointments.

The moral? 

Always listen to people but try not to change them. Don’t expect anything from anyone. You’re your best friend and it’s hard to disappoint yourself once you shut yourself to the outside voices.