Assumptions:
1. The reader is a guy.
2. At no point, sex is an option.
Love is a difficult word..I often have problems using it appropriately..Crush on the other hand is easy, safe[;-)] and most importantly a little tricky!!..Being the first article on my blog, it had 2 be somewhat of an insight of the masculine syndromes(One of the issues i believe, i specialize in!!)..the intricacies of the human nervous system and the most common painful process of rise and decline of a crush!!
I am 20 and single..and single 4 quite a while now..i have had my share of crippled, minuscule affairs and copious flirting..totally worth it yet arguably a little melancholic..!!..goes without saying, i share an immensely popular state of singlehood..the journey that's about to unfold is generic with indistinct autobiographical elements, leaving it to the readers to substitute and lucidate....
The morning always shows the day..the beginning is often the lasting forecast..and you are only mislead, if you believe that the first sight is probably the beginning...the heart is a moody organ..u never know what it cud fall for!!..The first impression is like the testing stroke on a guitar..you are struck once..loud..discerning..all you know is something just happened...the silence that follows brings no introspection..itz usual..candid..welcoming...
(A little Barney graph plotting d curve of d rise n d decline would have been expedient here..since thats not plausible, u have 2 bear with my skills as a writer)
Its amusing how delicately the successive impressions are etched..unnoticeable..sleeky..and connecting...it could be with every meeting of the eyes..could be with each caring word exchanged..could be with each conspicuous smile..or it could be just the pendulous feeling of something charming happening...and before you know, the exponential part of the graph is all begun...bullying you into thinking...the only time, i have felt no matter how sensible a brain you got, the heart is awfully adamant..the moment is worth this civil war though..The stake is overwhelming...
If you haven't already done something stupid by now or reached stage I again with some other hot chick, this is when u get to decide..the moment i decided, i was gonna go through this..and let thingz happen..and that's when the little smithereens make exceptional imprints..[..An accidental brush of the hairs, the most breathtaking of all stimuli.....********************************************************************
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******************..and weird, how a tiny mole on the neck can be a spectacular emotion-agitator!!]...(You gotta be kidding, if u thought, i would share this part of the course on a blog!!)
And then comes the apex..the summit of d sojourn...itz this point guyz tend 2 say they are in love..For me, love is still a difficult word as much as it was in the beginning of this piece..guyz are neva a more vulnerable species than at dis point..they find joy and laughter in everything that neva made any sense 2 them...
Here begins the divergence...
The lucky ones discover the other half of the graph ain't coming any soon for them, although it would eventually..the rest are all me...Reason and Instinct..mighty on their own grounds..up against each other..there is obvious disappointment...the unlucky ones give in..the rest are again..all me!!:)..itz almost like a break-up without a relationship...time you get stringent with your nervous system..it had its day!!..with the decline of your crush, rises maturity..understanding and digesting...therz no reason good enough to explain oneself, that this had 2 be the end...but we chose this..we knew, it was neva gonna happen...!!
The guy inside is bk again..gradually..hurt n healed..time gives us all..confrontation..clearing the air...not the way it was meant to be done..but therez something really precious that goes beyond all of these catchy concepts of love, of romance and beyond...coz the real strength doesn't always lie in reaching out and holding on tightly to what you want, sometimes what matters is whether you are strong enough to let it go...
The graph finally just lingers over the axis..neva really touches...coz the feeling would neva really die entirely..the Teds and the Joeys live amongst us..harnessing this special, soft corner forever for their Robins and Rachels..but baby-o-baby, all you got is a corner, when you could have had the whole of it!!...No story has a perfect ending...Atleast, it wasnt love...was just a crush!![:)]..[See, thats where it gets tricky!!]
1. The reader is a guy.
2. At no point, sex is an option.
Love is a difficult word..I often have problems using it appropriately..Crush on the other hand is easy, safe[;-)] and most importantly a little tricky!!..Being the first article on my blog, it had 2 be somewhat of an insight of the masculine syndromes(One of the issues i believe, i specialize in!!)..the intricacies of the human nervous system and the most common painful process of rise and decline of a crush!!
I am 20 and single..and single 4 quite a while now..i have had my share of crippled, minuscule affairs and copious flirting..totally worth it yet arguably a little melancholic..!!..goes without saying, i share an immensely popular state of singlehood..the journey that's about to unfold is generic with indistinct autobiographical elements, leaving it to the readers to substitute and lucidate....
The morning always shows the day..the beginning is often the lasting forecast..and you are only mislead, if you believe that the first sight is probably the beginning...the heart is a moody organ..u never know what it cud fall for!!..The first impression is like the testing stroke on a guitar..you are struck once..loud..discerning..all you know is something just happened...the silence that follows brings no introspection..itz usual..candid..welcoming...
(A little Barney graph plotting d curve of d rise n d decline would have been expedient here..since thats not plausible, u have 2 bear with my skills as a writer)
Its amusing how delicately the successive impressions are etched..unnoticeable..sleeky..and connecting...it could be with every meeting of the eyes..could be with each caring word exchanged..could be with each conspicuous smile..or it could be just the pendulous feeling of something charming happening...and before you know, the exponential part of the graph is all begun...bullying you into thinking...the only time, i have felt no matter how sensible a brain you got, the heart is awfully adamant..the moment is worth this civil war though..The stake is overwhelming...
If you haven't already done something stupid by now or reached stage I again with some other hot chick, this is when u get to decide..the moment i decided, i was gonna go through this..and let thingz happen..and that's when the little smithereens make exceptional imprints..[..An accidental brush of the hairs, the most breathtaking of all stimuli.....********************************************************************
*********************************************************************************
******************..and weird, how a tiny mole on the neck can be a spectacular emotion-agitator!!]...(You gotta be kidding, if u thought, i would share this part of the course on a blog!!)
And then comes the apex..the summit of d sojourn...itz this point guyz tend 2 say they are in love..For me, love is still a difficult word as much as it was in the beginning of this piece..guyz are neva a more vulnerable species than at dis point..they find joy and laughter in everything that neva made any sense 2 them...
Here begins the divergence...
The lucky ones discover the other half of the graph ain't coming any soon for them, although it would eventually..the rest are all me...Reason and Instinct..mighty on their own grounds..up against each other..there is obvious disappointment...the unlucky ones give in..the rest are again..all me!!:)..itz almost like a break-up without a relationship...time you get stringent with your nervous system..it had its day!!..with the decline of your crush, rises maturity..understanding and digesting...therz no reason good enough to explain oneself, that this had 2 be the end...but we chose this..we knew, it was neva gonna happen...!!
The guy inside is bk again..gradually..hurt n healed..time gives us all..confrontation..clearing the air...not the way it was meant to be done..but therez something really precious that goes beyond all of these catchy concepts of love, of romance and beyond...coz the real strength doesn't always lie in reaching out and holding on tightly to what you want, sometimes what matters is whether you are strong enough to let it go...
The graph finally just lingers over the axis..neva really touches...coz the feeling would neva really die entirely..the Teds and the Joeys live amongst us..harnessing this special, soft corner forever for their Robins and Rachels..but baby-o-baby, all you got is a corner, when you could have had the whole of it!!...No story has a perfect ending...Atleast, it wasnt love...was just a crush!![:)]..[See, thats where it gets tricky!!]
