Love story - 1

Love is the priceless thing one could get. A person who has love is the richest in the world. Everyone in the world craves for love.

So again, as my aim is to keep posting as much as I can so I came up with an idea to share the small-small love stories, which I read here and there, with my readers. So that we could enjoy and understand love a little more, together. :)

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An apology!!

So, it has been an awfully long time since I have posted something. I missed my blog a lot. This is a platform where I write my heart out. And when I cannot write, it makes me feel irritated. So, it has been terrible being away from the only thing I can really connect.

All this time when I was away, I was re-creating my life. Managing two things was getting extremely messy. However, it happens!!


Well, therefore currently i'm prepared with new sets of updates. :D And conjointly, i'm prepared with a brand new blog i.e.; "All about eve" particularly for women. It's a fashion blog. I always dreamt of starting a fashion blog and currently once it's consummated, i'm all excited. :D The best factor is my sister is helping me in this. It's like currently we are "partner in crimes". :D

So stay updated as currently I have a lot off
stuff in my store!! And I am pretty much excited in sharing it all.

Why Long Distance Relationships do not work?

There is a reason why most of the long distance relationships do not work out. It starts with lots of promises. People go out of their way to ensure that nothing has changed. Phones become the dearest of all possessions. You live through the day waiting for your phone to ring and her name to appear on the phone. Yes, all the hype regarding seeing-their-name-and-heart-skipping-a-beat is actually true. Once you are on the phone, life becomes a formality dictated by the hands of the clock. Your friends start hating you for what you eventually become; a living piece of meat glued to a cell phone. You don’t hang out any longer and even if you do, people start assuming that you are dating a cell phone. A few around you will even go to the extent of saying that you are hallucinating by hanging out with your imaginary girlfriend. You still watch TV but it is switched on only to make sure that the guy in the adjacent room doesn't listen while you make love on the phone. Or love with the phone, whichever way it is. And that carries through the night till the early morning since it becomes the best time when no one notices you kissing your phone or saying those three words infinite number of times. Sleep, well, the less said the better.

Crux of the matter is that you become distant with everything else but that one person who is probably suffering the same way you are. That works. Yeah, it indeed works; maybe for a month, maybe for a couple of months, maybe even longer . . . That works, yeah; only till the time you don’t get over it. Like getting bored and getting over it. It all starts with subtle cribbing. You will be out on the street and you will see young couples kissing and dating and you will go on thinking how unfortunate you two have been away from each other . . . You do not have sex for months. After a while, the libidos stop reacting to the kinky talks on the phone. You talk but you do not make love. Nah, not any more. You crib subtly. Then comes the longing to see each other in which thankfully, the video technology has helped. But it fades away too. You get tired of the faces against the same backgrounds with a bad video quality. Suddenly, you are out of strength to switch on even a laptop. After a while, you can’t just stay awake at night. And sometimes, even pass out while talking. That’s why I believe, sleep is a bitch for a relationship. You are in love, you talk but the monotony of the circumstances gradually changes your priorities.

I never thought it would happen to us. But it did . . . and it was heart wrenching.

Taken from the book One Last Time

Totally Blank !!!

There are days when you can't imagine of anything new... :( You feel restless, bored , frustrated and sad.

Since, many days I am going through that phase. There are no new thoughts in my mind. I can't even complete any stories. I am feeling distracted. And I am, totally blank.

Anyway, updating my blog is what I have to do for my readers, so bought you something which I read somewhere.

22 Signs You're Dating Your Laptop

1. Your first order of business in the morning isn’t checking your phone. Instead, you open your laptop; eyes squinted to stave off the excruciatingly bright light glimmering from the screen, and get into your routine web stops.

2. Even if you’re not looking at inappropriate content, when a nosey person comes up behind you and stares at your screen, you get defensive. It feels a lot like if someone walked in the bathroom and watched your boyfriend/girlfriend get dressed.

3. You take your laptop out in public and realize how filthy the screen is. You didn’t realize it was this bad in your dimly lit home, but suddenly it looks like your laptop went four wheeling. Now then feel ashamed, like a parent who knows people are staring at their kid because he’s covered in grass, dirt and other mysterious brown stains. (SIDENOTE: If Starbucks ever wants to make millions more, they should sell laptop screen friendly wipes since the lighting in their stores always seems to expose every last spot and piece of dust on my screen.)

4. You don’t even look at or consider other laptops because you’re happy with what you have. Going into Best Buy and not so much as glancing at the laptop section is basically like visiting a strip club and not caring to catch a glimpse of a single areola.

5. You know all of your laptop’s abilities and exactly what buttons to push. For example, if you can create this é without Google’ing the terms ‘Beyoncé’ or ‘Pokémon,’ and copy & pasting their special accent marked ‘e,’ you know your laptop like the back of your hand.

6. You know the back of your hand very well, because you constantly see it as you tap away at the keyboard.

7. There is a daily struggle to plug and unplug your laptop from charging. You don’t want a dead laptop, but too much charging is notorious for destroying the battery permanently.

8. You clear your nightstand off so it has space to sleep right next to you. I do this and I wonder if those books and novelty items I’ve just carelessly pushed to the floor are secretly alive Toy Story style, and crushed that they’ve been ruthlessly replaced.

9. Friends have called you out on your inability to hold a conversation with them, because you’re engaged in activities on your laptop. All you respond with is repeated “mmhmms” and “wait, whats?” until they eventually give up on you and your failure to lend them an ear.

10. You do all of the software updates and invest in heavy-duty virus protection long after being in the honeymoon stage with your laptop. See, for the first few weeks or months everyone wants to keep their device in tiptop condition, but eventually they become less enthusiastic about it. Not you though. You’re a dedicated lover who intends to make this

11. The only means of regular communication you have with friends is done via your computer. They can’t get to you without doing so via your beloved piece of technology.

12. You catch yourself condemning others for their choices, as if selecting your laptop makes you a life expert. Pssh! Seriously, a Dell? I mean, she’s good, but I prefer Mariah… Also, your laptop is a piece of shit. What are you rollin’ with, Windows XP on that fossil?

13. You’ve actually uttered the phrase, “I love you,” to your laptop. The context is irrelevant, it doesn’t matter if you were kind of kidding – if you directed those three words at your precious machine, you’re in deep.

14.You use your webcam as a mirror more than you use actual mirrors.

15. You have a phone, iPod, Kindle or other devices linked to your laptop and those are essentially your babies that the two of you carefully take care of.

16. When people ask to use your laptop you may let them, but inside you’re offended as hell. Again, that doesn’t mean there’s anything to hide, but you certainly don’t like seeing your laptop with another guy or gal.

17. You’ve had your laptop with you and actively used it in a room containing 10+ people socializing, with loud music and alcohol in the vicinity. If you were playing the role of DJ or Google’ing something specific to settle a bet, fine — anything else is a tale-tell sign that you’re in a relationship with that laptop.

18. You’ve invested in numerous bags for your laptop. You only want your baby nesting in the finest leather or trendiest products currently out.

19. Using your phone or another device to view desktop versions of websites makes you feel dirty. Almost like cheating because, why wouldn’t you just do it on your trusty, reliable computer?

20. You’ve fallen asleep with an open laptop on or next to you in bed. That means you couldn’t say goodbye, and it literally took your body succumbing to exhaustion to stop your usage  This is the equivalent of two young lovers pulling the “you hang up,” “no, you hang up” bit until one passes out with a phone next to their ear.

21. There are still some of the plastic sheets from the original packaging that the laptop had when you first bought it. The day you realize that you’ve been treating your laptop the same way and old person cares for their couch’s upholstery, you can’t fight the feelings anymore.

22. At this point you can’t fathom the thought of something bad happening to your computer. You can only hope it’d be something easily repairable and not like, a complete malfunction that renders your sweetie useless. Also, referring to your laptop as your “sweetie” feels so right

Can A Broken Heart Be Broken Again?

Yes. It can. Just happened to me.

I’ve been hanging around on I Am Married But Lonely, at first. Looking for support. Looking for help. A cry in the dark. I started to settle into this marvelous community, building a reputation, the usual stuff.

She was on the other side of the door. She caught me! I loved her so much, and I was so broken up, and addled over 13 years of trying my best, all for nothing… We fell deeply in love, wound up making a pregnancy, and decided to make a family. We lost that one, but kept trying and wound up having the most beautiful little girl… I wanted to name her Pebbles she was so gorgeous to me. LOL. We got married, started a family… on the road to happily ever after.

Time went by, there was trouble… Things started getting worse. I posted plenty of stories about that. There was a very bad event that took place that affected everything we had together.

Today it’s complete and total sickness. I’m still madly in love with her, would still to this day take a bullet for her. But I’m not even sure if she has any feelings at all anymore, much less for me. She’s not operating under the same programming she had when we met. She’s like a totally different person now.

I really really need to leave. I gave her final notice, over the holidays. She turned herself around in a snap. Looked better than it ever did before, but it’s still an act. The signs are starting to show it. This marriage was mortally wounded over a year ago, and is failing to respond to any attemts to resuscitate.

But….

As I was poking around the Internet at large, looking for self help, shouting cries for support into the darkness, an answer came. It was someone in a similar situation. She was so sweet, and we wound up helping each other out with support and validation, started to trade secrets, our friendship became closer every day. We started to flirt. Then it got pretty heavy duty.

The next thing I know I find I’ve fallen in love with her. It took me completely by surprise. I couldn’t understand it. I couldn’t help it. The irony here is… She just had the same thing happen with someone else and had just had HER heart broken, right when my love for her hit me like a ton of bricks. Right in the middle of trying to help her get through what she was experiencing. She started to detect something was going on with me… I’m hiding something… she pressed, gently. It didn’t really take any effort. I was ready to explode! I wound up confessing. I knew it was wrong, she needed my support. And what I was doing was making me look like a predator. And she had just been through a rough time with someone else. I felt awful. I began to implode, right before her very eyes. I felt so bad, she felt so helpless.

All of this happened over a span of a few days.

Today we were talking and I was trying to get my legs back. I tried to swing our discussions back to where we were before, talking about my problems, her problems, but it was to no real avail. Little things kept creeping out in my words… I couldn’t proofread them all out, I didn’t catch them all, then they started getting more blunt and obvious. I really have it bad. Later today, I wound up expelling such a ferocious confession of my love for her I couldn’t even believe it as I was writing. I want her mind, body and spirit. I want her in my arms, or to be in hers, crying tears of joy, put a ring on her, watch each other’s kids grow, hold hands as death finally takes one of us from the other. All of that. I really was reeling from the force of what was going on in my heart.

You see, my heart was in shattered pieces already from my failing marriage. It was wilting to almost nothing when she found me. She showed me such kindness. I had a crisis and she was there for me in an instant, virtually holding my hand while I shook with the fever of love going horribly wrong right in my face. That little act of empathy started a loyal friendship that snowballed so fast it was unstoppable for me.

She’s not able to return those feelings. She’s just been double-whammied by her own recent events. I totally understand where she’s at. I try to get myself under control, I tried to shut up, she told me it was okay and I should be honest. I got pulled back in and every time I speak to her it’s like I keep falling deeper in love with her. I told her I would give up anything just to keep her in my heart, even if just friendship is all she can offer, I understand, I’ll try… But if she were to ask me to say goodbye I would be crushed.

Things kept going on between us… I got more tragically fallen for her while she helplessly watched me do it. I tried to cling to something, I started talking TOTALLY off-topic, and she responded, but we were multi-threading about this thing going on inside me, too. I wound up having a panic attack. While we were messaging each other. I managed to pull myself together. I did my best.

Se felt so bad, and I felt so guilty.

Finally she sent me a message telling me maybe it would be better off if we stopped talking to each other so I could forget her.

Yes. A broken heart can still be broken.

UPDATE

There is some good news.
This lady and I – I told her “OMFG” in my reply and went into shock. I wrote the posting above. I was at work – and my boss turned up while I was sitting there all shattered, and we had some product engineering to do. It took my last hour of the day. I was dying inside but had to keep my pro-face on and it anchored me a little. When I stepped out to go home, there were a string of frantic messages from her, thinking I’d decided to vanish without a trace in a fury. I tapped a reply that it was nothing like that, but after I had settled down, I realised she was right. I had no right to force her to watch me falling to pieces for my one-sided love, she’s got troubles, too. We’re both in a bad way right now. Back and forth a few times … I didn’t want to lose her, but I couldn’t see how it would be good to go on. I know she agrees.

But the bond of friendship had grown to agape for both of us. She said she wanted to keep in touch as before, even though it was selfish. I totally understand. I feel the same way. But we’ve weathered some tough stuff with each other’s aid – in only a couple of weeks! -and have grown to depend on each other’s compassion. Her support system has shrunk recently, and mine, well – she’s all I have. Besides a few other well-wishers on EP.

So we’re going to continue as before. But it’s colored a bit now. I confessed strong feelings I have no business developing, we barely know each other. It’s going to be painful for both of us to stay in touch. But luckily we were already smart enough to draw some good boundaries before, so we can depend on them to keep things from getting out of hand. And there’s time now… it will be a guilt trip for her and tragic for me, but in time one or the other of us is bound to change. Perhaps my heart will forget her name and stop whispering it to me in my dreams, or perhaps hers will start beating for me. I doubt it. But who knows? Either way it’s going to be okay sooner or later.

For now, all I can say is “I still love you more than I have right to or deserve…  my Dream Girl.”

#COPIED.