The Crush.


Today, I am letting out a secret to you, I will tell you how beautiful my crush is. So without further ado, let the words flow for you, dear.

Hey, Girl!

I still remember seeing you in that beautiful outfit while I was struggling to analyze my thoughts for the major event that was coming up. Just looking at you and having had heard you for the first time I understood the meaning of “Love at first sight”. It was like Cupid was ready with his arrow and struck me as soon as you spoke the initials words to me, those lovely words which you were uttering with innocence.

Before meeting you, I had seen your glimpse in some other spots but I never knew I will be so damn attracted towards you after seeing you so up close. Soon after our first interaction ended and you got skipped out my mind. I knew you are around but somewhere being preoccupied in a useless yet beautiful mess that I was in, I regret surviving in my mess rather I would have focused on you. But none the less here I am right next to you waiting for you to understand my feelings for you.

I remember our second meet too, it was with my best friend and partner in pranks aka Rajiv P Rai. And soon after that meeting, you occupied my thoughts filling all my conversations somewhere or the other. Right after the brief meeting you, I spoke to Rajiv about your innocence, kindness, sincerity. I learnt one thing right away is that “Innocence will be beautiful.”

Next time I literally made the most self-acclaimed critic person in my life aka Dubey to meet you so that he knows I am not ending up in the useless mess again. And guess what, he gave in the green signal that saying “Yeah man, she is all full of mystery and innocence” that’s it. I was all over you, mentally, in our third meeting. But at the same time, I was heartbroken that you had your love in the past who died. I was numb for a moment and didn’t realize how to handle the situation. That night I don’t know why tears shed for my eyes for you.

Later, the only way to maintain contact with you was stalking you all over the social media, name it and I was already following you like the pug followed the boy in Vodafone ad. I slipped messages in your DMs but you kept on ignoring me, I tried getting your contact and attention from all ends but the only thing which I got in return was your ignorance. Even last night you were in my dreams, we both having a lovely cup of coffee in beautiful weather and so I decided to ping you once again, and here I am drafting this open letter to you. I would like to tell you just for once reply to me, my girl. Just look at the messages I have sent you below.*


Last Sunday, I took a step further for you and I knew I just have to make sure I express my true feelings for you. I ended up getting tattooed/ getting a tattoo on my arm with “Always”, a beautiful word by Snape when Prof. Dumbledor questioned his true feelings, as I know you are a big fan of Harry Potter. Oops, that’s some other crush, damn it when I wrote about it here. Ignore this ignore. Abort! Abort the mission! OK, I am just kidding will tell you why I got the tattoo some other day maybe something different other than the blog.

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(Source: WhatsApp Forward)

So I was talking about you my lovely Gal Gadot, you are simply…

You have a babyish ingredient in you,
but at the same time, you have the flavour of personality that is seasoned like a graceful lady…

These lines above are from a poem which I have written, which I will surely share with you in whole when you revert with some smile. 🙂

And yes you look Gorgeous in that red dress.

Source: Instagram (@gal_gadot)

When a close friend said to me it is my waste of time chasing you, as the feelings are just from my end to which I replied in full on dramatic voice and emotions “Ek tarfa pyaar ki taakat hi kuchh aur hoti hai. Aur rishto ki tarah ye do logon mein nahin bant-ti. Sirf mera haq hai iss pe.” (There is an unmatched power in unrequited love, Like the other relationships, it is not shared by two people. It belongs only to me.) (Maybe the first and last time I actually used Sharakuh‘s line)

I know it may be kinda cheesy but I really would love to dedicate this charming poem to you by Carl Sandburg.

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.

Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

Carl Sandburg

It just slipped out of my mind, I came to know you have some serious apple craving too. 😛

[P.S.: Of course, the asterisk marked paragraph and screenshot is just a dramatic representation of me getting ignored over few tweets, and it will be real stupidity to expect a reply from you but maybe, just maybe this letter may get your attention or maybe you to read this one, you can tweet back any day on @Milesh37, awaiting for your reply. Also waiting for your next movie when I can meet you up.]

Peace! ~ αm


The Hug.


Let me go easy on you, I fired you up with a kiss let me just hug you and calm down the pressure shoot on you.

A gesture well known for sharing deep care, hugs are lovely in any occasion or moment. The awesome part is you can share a hug on a festival like today Eid or share it with a group of friends ready to take down the opposite team while playing the gully cricket or by a little kid who got wounded but their mother knows to make things calm just by a hug.

We all have seen the movie named, Munnabhai M.B.B.S. and the iconic scene where the main lead hugs the sweeper when everyone messes the floor which he just cleans. Later throughout the movie, only one thing is bragged repeatedly that’s Jaddoo ki Jhappi aka Hug. In literal terms, Jhappi means a Hug but it’s said Jaddoo ki Jhappi which means a Hug of Magic. Yeah, a hug can surely do magic and be calling it a Jaddoo ki Jhappi simply makes it special for an unknown reason.

There are endless moments in my life where I have received a hug on a completely unexpected moment and not receiving one when the whole world broke down in front of me. Till date, my favourite hug will always be which I have received from two of close friends, one when he was about to leave for Canada and one when I had the tear in my eyes right after I received my degree certificate she simply hugged me. Both the hugs have been right before life took a turn parted them away from me. But above all of this, the most beautiful hugs are from my mother everytime I am about to leave for Mumbai after I stayed for a couple of days at Home being Mumma’s boy those hugs will always be the dearest ones to me.

With hugs, there is some energy which can be actually felt instantly and it can do wonders which even words can’t do the justice with because words can be faked but a genuine hug can never be faked.

A hug of fewer than six seconds or more than six seconds will always turn out to be awkward or creepy unless that person is your partner or you are simply sharing a deep connection with that person. As mentioned in Evening Standard, hugs can help us with our loneliness, heart disease, regulating response, mood boosting, and of course stress. I know many people who are not friendly or introvert and find it really awkward exactly how to approach a hug or for how long one should really hug because a quick hug doesn’t really add on any good but a six-seconds hug can surely do wonders.

So next time you have the right moment or occasion just grab the opportunity to hug the person you care for you never know it might be the last hug with that person.

A hug a day keeps the demons at bay. – German Proverb

Peace! ~ αm

Ek jaddoo ki jhappi mil sakti hai? (Can I get a Hug?)

The Kiss.


Yeah, I am quick with a new one.

So with an endless autoplay on YouTube, I stumbled across a video called First Kiss by Tatia Pllieva with whopping 129 Million views (as of 9th June), and my blog is dedicated to the awesome Tatia Pllieva.

Why everyone adores a kiss? The answer is simple, with a Kiss you can actually show in loads and loads of passions, no you can’t do that with a peck. A conventional suitable use of your lips will surely do miracles if you do it right.

With a kiss, you can tell the person how much you love them, how angry you are at that particular moment or simply just show them how deeply you care about them.

It will be funny for you to know that there are several types of Kiss which you can actually have with your partner or stranger. Just to list a few, here are some apart from the lip to lip kiss

The most gorgeous one. Kiss on the forehead.


The rich. The kiss on the Hand.


The superhero time. Spiderman kiss.


The lazy one. Single Lip Kiss.


The lewd one. Bite and Nibble Kiss.


The most beautiful feeling is, of course, the first kiss you share with someone but having the same beautiful feeling even when you are about to kiss the same person for the 50th time. That is the beauty of kissing, you can actually get the same butterflies in your stomach even after the several times you have done it. It’s like sex that you need to throw in some random stuff in it to keep the sparks of intimacy you simply need loads and loads of care and love that’s it. You will always have the same butterflies while having the kiss.

In the video 20 random strangers are made to kiss each other, the transformation from silly awkwardness to tenderness by the end of kiss is far beautiful transformation than anything you see. I have seen other videos under the categories of First Kiss which looks way to fake out or maybe the video has not been captured in the right way, but this video simply just pops up all the emotions at once.

The strings of words swirling in backdrop by Soko. The age, the sex, the status nothing comes up before the two individuals just decide to show up the tenderness they have for the person they are about to kiss. Even after they kiss they actually forget the name of each other or simply just compliment straight away how great the kiss was and the best passions one can portray without uttering a word, blush out.

I still feel sex is simply overrated, the kiss should be more focused on. Yeah, that’s the ugly truth, sex is actually overrated that doesn’t mean its bad or something it just that everyone has hyped it with a different perspective.

If you ever had a kiss you will surely understand what I am trying to flow in the thoughts through these words on the blog.

A Kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous. – Ingrid Bergman

Peace! ~ αm

Can we make out more? Can we?

So what’s wrong?


A couple of weeks back I shared something which I usually don’t share with anyone. Yes, anyone. And no I am not making public that thoughts and emotions of mine here today too.

Many of my friends who know me will not be able to digest the fact that I am still holding onto few pages of my life in my open book personality, and that’s the way I have handled many ins outs of my life without getting hammered by the critics of people around me.

So whats wrong in it if I am still not disclosing the pages of my life?
so when a couple of weeks, back when I showed those pages to a really close friend who I know from past nine years old I felt she will be able to grasp the actual scenario in which those good and ugly pages were written.

But boy, I was wrong about it as even she misunderstood me just like my best friend who I lost last year for related delusions. So now I am asking the reader, that if I have some good and ugly pages written in past and writing few at this current moment due to I have certain traits in my personality which are not common for general people, am I wrong to have them? Or I haven’t met someone who can match my wavelength?

Today I am not writing this to accuse two best female friends here, but I am just trying to get the gist of the good and ugly pages are part of everyone’s book of life. So for the first time, I am actually asking you, my lovely readers, to throw in some light, how one should really appreciate those pages without jumping to a wrong conclusion.

Thank you in advance.

Don’t tell someone about your good side to make them stay.

Tell them about your worst side and see who stays!

~ Anonymous

(P.S.: This is typed by a real close friend of mine as I dictated her, due to personal reasons and she has only published it on behalf of me. She stubborn not to add Feature Image for this one. Anyways, thanks V for hitting the publish button.)

Peace! ~ αm


Wait, did that really happened?


Yesterday, I had to travel back to hometown for which I needed to board a train at 15.07. But unfortunately, I left late from office and things started to go in a funny way. Reached railway station from office, boarded the local train, came to the main station. After reaching, the first thing which happened is everyone’s Bollywood dream.

I’m running late, the train which I need to board is in next 3 minutes, I need to grab a ticket for which I need to withdraw cash and my bag’s buckle gets locked out in a some girl’s sling. Duh! What a moment it was! The time stopped, violins in the background were playing Perfect by Ed Sheeran. We both smiled and we were already in love with everything falling into place, right after it. I skipped my train we both sat there on the platform and our eyes did all the talking. It was the best moment in my life. We spoke for a great time before I boarded the next train. The first thing which struck my mind was, “Wait, did that really happened?” Butterflies were everywhere!

BS! That didn’t even happen in reality my bag got stuck in her sling, I pulled out my bag, instantly and ran towards boarding my train and when the girl tried to make that awkward ‘I’m sorry’ smile my only answer was “Ch*t*y! hass matt, bag nikal muje late ho raha hai” (Idiot, pull out the bag I’m getting late). Staying in Mumbai simply makes you value for TIME much more than anything else and especially for the hilarious Bollywood BS! Yeah, I boarded the train (Fortunately, otherwise that girl would have been roasted badly in my head!) and came to my hometown on time.

Yeh hai Mumbai meri Jaan!
(This is Mumbai, Love!)

Peace! ~ αm

Friends with Benefits


Well! It’s been months since the wonderful night that shocked me and ended up breaking my heart. The night where every touch of her against my skin made me aware of my sensations, desires and feelings. That night, I fell madly in love with her smile, her touch, those scary little brown eyes, her soothing embrace, Her!

In the darkness of that night, I had found my light a-a light that was supposed to enlighten my soul but instead ended up burning my heart. Somewhere between trying to shield my heart along with my self-respect from my newly found best friend, I broke into a million pieces. All that was left of me was a mess of shattered emotions.

Every moment of that night, mends my heart a little, glueing its cracks together with hope. A hope that someday in her little brown eyes it won’t be just lust but also a reflection of her love for me. A hope that even her lips will curve into a smile every time they brush against mine.

But, thinking about those scary eyes makes me shudder, bringing me back to reality. And the reality is that no matter what, neither am I ever going be held by those arms again nor will her eyes ever reflect a love for me – a love that I have always longed for.

So, that is how a night with my friend with benefits took away both, my best friend as well as the benefits that came with her.

(P.S.: This is originally written by a fellow member, Isha! A huge shout out for her for letting me post this on my blog. You can follow her here.)

Peace! ~ αm

The Mask!


Have you seen his mask fall off and reveal the true beauty?

Have you ever seen a guy open his heart in front of you and shown the tiny bits of his emotions? Have you ever heard about the things that he loves the most and those that hurt him? These pieces are probably the best things to listen to. In this world where they are expected to show their strength, witnessing their vulnerable side is an experience in itself.The way he will talk about what makes him happy with that shy smile and twinkle in his eyes will make you the most patient listener in the world. The way he will blush on telling you about the little things he likes about you and the hopes that he has will probably sound better than the sweetest of poetries. The way he’ll brush his hair aside and with a slight smile check your reaction will show his innocence. He’ll hesitate to open up because that is something that he has never done, but when he does, you’ll know what the true definition of a beautiful heart is. Not only will his hesitant nature be beautiful in

The way he will talk about what makes him happy with that shy smile and twinkle in his eyes will make you the most patient listener in the world. The way he will blush on telling you about the little things he likes about you and the hopes that he has will probably sound better than the sweetest of poetries. The way he’ll brush his hair aside and with a slight smile check your reaction will show his innocence. He’ll hesitate to open up because that is something that he has never done, but when he does, you’ll know what the true definition of a beautiful heart is.

Not only will his hesitant nature be beautiful in its own way but also pure. It will be pure because not everybody would have had a chance to enter his heart. It’ll amaze you when you would know things that he feels and thinks and how pretty they sound. Trust me, even the annoyance and hatred that he holds will sound something real when he lowers his voice and keeps his heart in front of you.

It is a rare sight that you get to know about his fears. His fears of failing his people and the fear of losing what he cherishes the most. That fear is a sign of his fragility, those broken lines that allow the light to enter and make life a little brighter. It shows the love that resides in his heart. The best part will be when he will talk about the hopes he has and the dreams that he wants to turn into reality. What will make you feel happy will be the little things he appreciates about you, little things that

What will make you feel happy will be the little things he appreciates about you, little things that makes him happy. He may not do this regularly or talk easily about everything that he has in his heart, but when he does, listen. Listen to the lowest of rhythms and sing along every beat. He may be nervous and have his own fears, but hold his hand and let him know that his heart is the prettiest amongst the art that resides on the planet.

He may be nervous and have his own fears, but hold his hand and let him know that his heart is the prettiest amongst the art that resides on the planet.

Cherish this side of his for this vulnerability will make you go weak in the knees and the reason why you’ll want to hold his hand forever.

P.S.: This is written by a fellow member, Tanvi! A huge shout out for her for letting me post this on my blog. You can follow her here.

Peace! ~ αm