love No means No but consent is much nuanced. The husband is a wife beater, but the wife refuses to register a Police complaint. It has been going on for years. She could really put him behind bars, but forget calling in the Police she endures it and lives with it. Does this
love Review of Cobalt Blue by Sachin Kundalkar translated by Jerry Pinto This is the first gay love story I have read. This translation of the Marathi book by Sachin Kundalkar by Jerry Pinto was highly recommended by one of the book
intuition Death of a Romantic Fantasy - Part 1. Sometimes writing flows from you, and at times like these, you have to force yourself to write, not that I hate writing, but the idea is half baked and you are sure it would make a stupid blog post. I haven’t been
game theory The 3 kinds of love deals The 1st deal – If you love someone and the other doesn’t love you, you are bound to compromise, on everything and anything and make it work. Right? The 2nd deal – If the other person loves you and you dont, than
love My love is My love is silence, it is deeply meditative. It is 100% giving. You can see it my eyes, you can also feel it when I smile. I wish it was the “screaming for attention” kind of love, maybe then we could have hit the
Culture Simple Love poem by Rabindranath Tagore The love between you and me is as simple as a song, No mystery beyond the present , No striving for the impossible, No shadow behind the charm, No groping in the depth of dark, This love between you and me is as simple as
emotions Love is Someone you could touch Someone you could call yours Someone you could trust Someone who would look at you lovingly Someone you could spend your money on Someone you could write about Someone you remember Someone you miss Someone who you cannot forget Someone
longing Missing people There are few people who have gone missing, I miss, missing people. I love, missing people. Can I love someone without missing them? I look for them everywhere I look at a car and peek inside to find them missing, I try to find
love Extra-marital affair Haven’t been writing any romance on my blog lately. So here is another corny romantic poem. I am the king of corn! 😛 You are hot But your husband is short Use his money, take my love And let all your blues disappear
love Such a girl Boy: hey I want to tell you something, it’s a surprise. Girl: wait! Let me check myself in the mirror first.
blues Her picture As she enters his house, she secretly scans his house for her picture, she thinks if he loves me, he surely must have a picture of me, in his house, maybe by the bedside or on his work table? There were none. He is
bedroom The Bedroom The curtains have changed colors blue brown black The lights are always dim Mirrors always reflects the true faces Its always quiet and all the chaos cannot come in here and there is no where to go outside The energies are of love laughter
