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Possessive.  I chose this word, also gave a good amount of time on my decision. The person behind this word will remain a mystery. Although, one can guess it from my article, if you have a keen eye for detail.  Were you possessive at any point in your life? I was, but not if it could kill somebody. I think everybody opened that door at least once and gave an excuse to our behaviour, justified the action with the word love. Love has nothing to do with possessiveness or vice versa. They define it in Oxford, as, demanding someone’s total attention or love, while Wikipedia gives a specific meaning to withhold my perception, i.e., strict ownership. Strict Ownership, the term points to a person’s dominant behaviour. Possessiveness is the word chosen by this dominant predators to wear as blanket since it says, “in too much of love”. I agree, because too much of anything could kill you, and so does possessiveness kills the “love”. It all starts with good intentions though, incr

1096 days, counted in memories- both happy and the sad ones.  People can't figure out the number of days they passed, as being happy or sad. It is just decided by the intense of the emotion you felt. If your happiness made more impact, like you found your dear one was alive after many years at a random place, the ground under your feet would disappear, forcing you to fall down, tears running down the eyes, heart skipping every beat and you think it is a dream, though every inch is very much alive. The sad times are heart wrenching, like you wished you were dreaming or dead enough not to feel the pain, but awake and active to feel that pain in each cell and the atom of your body. This is how you know if your memories have more happiness or sadness.  Well, here, it is complicated -  the new relationship module , over 1096 days. After it crossed 1096 days, they identified the complicate nature in the relationship. The he and the she, never wanted to believe it, since fear of t

Sun did not rise. Yet she woke up and wondered why did the morning come so fast, why do I have to start so early the day, she rushed to check the mobile, unlocking the phone by swiping the pattern,  she left a sigh,. Her mind was telling, "No messages no missed calls; everybody is fine in home" Yet the mind did not calm down neither did the heart. "Why is this happening always?"  wondered her mind, and she starred the sky through the window. It is not still morning, not in Mexico. Stars shone, the sky was dark, but it is 5 in the morning. "How much difference can time make? I am having a dark night sky while it is morning and mother in India would have a bright late afternoon sky" her thoughts just went after looking at the sky. She rolled over to get back to sleep, but the heart and mind wouldn't let her. She has never had this feel for a long time. The thumping sound in the heart made her to feel scared. And the thoughts were rushing lik

It is not because I have chosen someone over you, not because I got bored of you, not because I ran out of love. It is because I have chosen my dignity over you, my self respect over you, my happiness over you. It is because I got tired of the fake promises. I got tired of not telling stuffs and keeping it into heart. I was there sacrificing things at the beginning, when it isn't acknowledged,  yet I did them to a great extent, never worried about the fact that I am being dragged down to a level, lower to my integrity. I simply chose to make me as the most important person in the world. If that world gives me a name "Selfish'' , I am not worried as long as I am happy without hurting a soul, I will be glad that I chose to love me.  It is a simple lie, until you decide to make it complicate. Lie lives everywhere, in every word you utter, in every action you do and in every promise you make. Does it has to be a lie every single time?  Who is telling you not to love

#07 - Cup We had a electrical maintenance in our colony,  unfortunately it was between evening 3 to 6 , or should I say fortunate because it happened during Sunday and almost everyone was out and having tea together. It was like back to my school days times, we used to play in streets with the neighbourhood kids and our mothers would be sitting on the verandas , gossiping something. It was almost nearly same scenario. I was sitting near the staircase, coffee mug in one hand, mobile at the other, reading texts also screening the people simultaneously. I did not see my lawyer friend, has he started again to lock himself in the room again my mind was running with so much questions. Suddenly, a ball rolled down from the terrace to me, and the next door kid came down behind it. He asked me  "Akka give me the ball". I replied him  "Only if you join me in your game"  He became confused and said "Only captain can decide that"  and he pointed his hands towa

#06 - Cup Many of us ask the question " Why me?" . Smiling guys? Well I have asked like thousand times to myself "Why me?" but never got answer to that question. Let us see what happened when someone asked me the same question. I happened to meet my school friend in a marriage function. She is the Miss fame during the high school days. I have never spoke a word to her, and I am one of the humiliating species in her list, but to the surprise she smiled at me and she was with me the whole time in the function. When we were leaving, she asked me "Can we hang out for few hours?" We went to a park, she sat down and asked me "How are you? How is your life?" I replied her "It is good" . I just looked her back with a question on  my face. She understood my reaction " Yeah , I have humiliated , insulted even have tore you down in school but right now I feel like only you can possibly the one to comfort me" . She continued &