URBAN MELODRAMA

Can you leave your love for your best friend ??

Today I watched Cocktail,it follows a basic Bollywood genre-geometry of a love triangle. The story is about a compulsive flirt  Gautam (Saif Ali Khan) who gets into a no-strings-attached relationship with the hot-n-happening Veronica(Deepika Padukone) . To cover up his live-in with Veronica, girl-next-door Meera (Diana Penty) is literally the girl Gautam takes home to his mother. The guy is commitment-phobic until he meets up his match and realizes what 'true love' is. His heart start fluttering for Meera.


So here Gautam and Veronica just hit it off in two scenes. So do Gautam and Meera and if it wasn't the kiss at interval point, one wouldn't know Cupid has cross connected it. So the melodrama started between the love triangle and its ends with one has to sacrifice for the sake of friendship and love. Evidently you know which girl would win in the end. Basically, Cocktail, is a same prose with new grammar.
Eventually my question still remains same 'Can you leave your love for your best friend?'

 My answer is NO!! I mean why would my best friend will try to hit on my Boyfriend? In India, love means commitment. A serious commitment. And dedications. Love is a sensation based on physical and emotional attraction. For girls love is trust, loyalty, honesty, commitment, care, happiness, attachment, responsibilities, possessiveness, jealousy, insecurities, pain, frustrations....and what not! So sharing and compromising with her love is not in her 'love' dictionary. When she falls into a relationship the first thing they do is call her best friends and narrate all the story since they have met to her proposal....everything,every single detail she give about her boyfriend and her relationship to her best friend! Somewhere her best friend has also become a part of her relationship. Her intentions in involving her friend is that whenever she feels low she can seek support from her friend. And when she is hurt her friend can go and fire up her boyfriend,making him realize his mistakes. Same happens with all the girls and even me. After seeing the movie the first thought came to my mind was "If that super best friend of mine is longing for my BF,will I give my love to her so smoothly?" And the second thought that rush to my mind was "I will give death to her." :P

 I will be fighting with her  "The Battle of Love"....and I will try all possible ways to sweep her off. A great friend will eventually turn into a greater foe. Besides, If my boyfriend is also interested in her, both are going to die the same death! Yes, I sound like a bitch. But when it comes to my things "I am a follower of SATAN"..... :D
I was always loyal to my boyfriend and I will try to invest all my love for him. But I can't see him happy with other girl. If breakup takes place due to another reason I will still be happy somewhere but If it take place due to my Best Friend...a feeling of revenge will always be there. And the frustration that will eat up my mind will make me perform all the sins I have never committed. And the rest is 'history'.


So yes the movie portrayed a great friendship but what it ended with, was not  critically accepted. It never happens and such thing will never take place in India where people are so obsessive about their emotions. Things are not so easy in real life as they show in reel life. I appreciate the concept of the movie, but two girls never compromise for the person they love.

TRUTH ABOUT MEN

When it comes to men you have to first acknowledge that all men are different. But according to me, at some or the other point, all of them are somewhat same. Men are more afraid of being lonely. So, what makes a man fall in love ? I'll tell you.

                      

A man falls in love with you because he knows he can be himself around you. He falls in love with you because he feels safe expressing his innermost, private feelings with you. And because he senses that at the most unconscious level, he starts to long for your company, for your touch, for your affection. He may not even know why he feels this way.

Well, according to me lets characterize them into three simple categories :

                          

The first category, a man with iron shield behavior. Hmm...too caring, too possessive !! Usually with a narrow minded thinking, a male chauvinist ! They feel that we are all just looking for a man to take care of us like a baby and so we are going to bow down and make everything easy for them. To make him happy, you just need to be his girl all the time. Too outgoing girls, he don't like. Yeah, if you're bad he can't see it. You can do no wrong. And if you did, there need to be a "reason" for your every actions. Hence only few

percent of total girls can stand up to their expectations. And those few percent hardly exist.

Then comes the confused ones. Dealing with them is hell tough! They fall in love because we are sweet to him, and kind, and giving. ESPECIALLY giving. So we do things for him. We cook lovely meals. We light candles. We put on our sexiest clothes. And still he tells us that he's not sure how he feels. Or he became distant and moody. Or he does something very hurtful. And his patent way to end up relationship is.."We're not 'meant' to be together". The man goes along with dating and even enters the beginnings of a committed relationship, but then suddenly, without warning, he admits he was never that into you.

Bye- Bye !

Puff ! It Ends.

Last but not the least, the Casanova types or the players! There big advantage is their cute looks, charming personality. Actually these men changes their mannerism, speech, style and personality from woman to woman. These men just think from their dick. They target on "easy" women. Easy women find themselves played because that's what a player enjoys most. The freedom and the ability to go play. They don't waste time on women who "play hard to get". Ultimately there main aim is to chase the hottest girls, to gain popularity between friends. They linger with them, to meet their sexual needs and after that either they dumb the girl or they get dumped. But eventually whoever dumb, they will every time pretend as if they have dumb. 

You must understand that a lot of men thinks that women are simple creatures. But a man would have a much harder time understanding women than women have understanding men. The main point I would like to make to women is never drive yourself crazy trying to understand a man. Realize that how to date men requires being on there level of communication. Remember their a lot of guys out there, don't waste your time and energy on someone who obviously doesn't deserve.

So, what girls are like? What are their types? That'll be my next post. (:

LOST

Lost in a world, that scares me to death, Lost in a crowd I’m losing my breath, Lost as a kid, lost as an adult I feel everything is falling apart and its my fault Lost as a person, cant find my way Lost in life every day, Lost in worry Who am I? I’ve lived a Lie Lost to Kindness, Lost to Love Lost in the sky, Like a lonely dove Lost in thought which I shouldn’t do It Winds me up, I can’t get through Lost to comfort all kind words Lost to advice that isn’t heard Lost to those who really care? All these people always there Lost in Me, I need a break Lost in wonder which road should I take? Lost in a place I don’t know well Where are you now? There’s no one to tell Lost here all alone To break these walls Lost in mind Lost in soul Lost memories, there just a hole Lost family, lost my place Still yet I’m full of hate Lost in boredom think I’ll leave There’s a lot in life I need to achieve

I Hate...

I hate the way I’ve messed up my life, I hate the way I cry, I hate the person I’ve become, I hate that I want to die. I hate the fact that I feel so alone, I hate the way I hide, I hate avoiding those who care, I hate that so often I’ve lied. I hate the way that I hurt myself, I hate the scars I make, I hate that people don’t understand, I hate that they think I’m fake. I hate the fact that I’m depressed, I hate that I’m so ill, I hate feeling tired all the time, I hate that I need the pills. I hate the way I feel so scared, I hate that people can’t see, I hate how I have lost myself, Quite simply, I just hate me.

What is love, but an emotion,

So strong and so pure,

That nurtured and shared with another

All tests it will endure?

What is love, but a force

To bring the mighty low,

With the strength to shame the mountains

And halt time’s ceaseless flow?

What is love, but a triumph,

A glorious goal attained,

The union of two souls, two hearts

A bond the angels have ordained?

What is love, but a champion,

To cast the tyrant from his throne,

And raise the flag of truth and peace,

And fear of death o’erthrow?

What is love, but a beacon,

To guide the wayward heart,

A blazing light upon the shoals

That dash cherished dreams apart?

And what is love, but forever,

Eternal and sincere,

A flame that through wax and wane

Will outlive life’s brief years?

So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,

In all places high and low,

That love for you is my reason to be,

And will never break or bow.