A Solo Smile

Good or Bad. IT'S A GUYS' WORLD!  If somebody told me this statement, I would have punched him in the face. I thought that apart from the biological differences there are no dissimilarities between a guy and a girl. If a guy can swear openly, so can a girl. If a guy can buy a pack of cigarettes without being stared from top to bottom, so can a girl. If a guy can hangout out with many girls without people questioning his character, so can a girl.  But I was mistaken. It doesn't work like this. Believe me or not, there are clear boundaries defined for a girl and guy. Being a girl, I never wanted to believe that. But then hard reality hit me. It's  when a close buddy of mine told me, I love and respect you as you are, but the world doesn't think the same.  If a girl accompanies her two guy friends too a cigarette thari, she is looked upon. If she swears, she is considered "indecent". She Roams with her guy friends, she is "cheap". Screw mode...

"And in the end we all are just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love can heal our brokenness." - F. Scott Fitzgerald What lines! These days the word love equates with magic, it seems something as amazing, as wonderful as magic. And I like a small child have got this fascination for this new found magic. When I read poets like Pablo Neruda and Christopher Poindexter, I always thought how is it to love someone entirely, purely, fully. With heart, mind, body and soul. The kind of love that consumes you wholly, which leaves no space for any other feeling, for any other being, which embraces you tightly but still doesn't suffocate.  I always imagined myself loving a guy with that devotion. To love him more than love itself, to be with him with so much passion that the two identities unite as one, to communicate so well with him that there would be no need to use any words, to give him all I have, to leave this worthless existence if he says, to trust him bl...