After gulping every bit of heavy buffet in our empty stomach.It was hard for us to move a single step, so me along with Anil, Anurag and Vinit shifted our butts on the lush green grass spread In the lawn of Achwan dhaba.In last four years of our college life,for the the first we four sat together to talk some senses after being inspired from NAMO's "Chai pe Charcha" and our topic of profound discussion was " appropriate definition of love? "
In initial stage, I acclaimed; for different person love has different meaning and other three accord with me.
So we started with Anil's version of love:-
Sex is intense love and love is pious sex.He further exclaimed love is futile until you have a better sex life and according to a survey from some American university, It is sex which keep the string of love stronger in married couples.It enhances love and loyalty for each other and is equally important as other essentials required to live our life happily.
Anurag almost same in same fashion as that of anil but his explanation of love was even more weird.
He goes like....The very first feeling of love is not stimulated in our hearts but on a cozy couch where we surrender ourself first, have a wild sex then, after which a candid sleep for rest of the night and next morning when our eyes are opened we just refuse to identify the girl lying next to us and politely ask them to leave our house.After a cup of hot coffee,enthusiastically all ready to entice someone different with whom we have never fallen in love.Different means, if last night we slept with a skinny girl then tonight a chubby one,next day a blonde and so on...which rationally means that a single dessert is not repeated in dinner every night, same way rules are applied on girls and it is mandatory. Anurag feelings were similar to retro hero of Hollywood movies.
As vinit has animosity to straight conversation, he started as...love is like worship.Worship is a way to express our love to someone and vice verse.Different people, different meaning.For a devotee: it is his or her god, for student: it is books, for a farmer:It is farmland full of green crops,for mother son, krishna radha,krishna meera.We interrupted him in the middle and said please this is enough for today otherwise it is hard for us to digest. Though.Though i declared him Asha Ram bapu.
Now it was my turn to pour my views;
love is the flow of never lasting positive energy within me,which i got after a glimpse other face.Love is fantasy of watching her in impromptu acts, abiding her for no genuine reason, considering her in every adorable feeling;in every beautiful dream;in every good happening, listening her even when she scold me.
That swirl in her voice stabbed my heart and ears more than million times.My love is her looks, her books,her eyes, her red hairs,her lips that craves dimple on her chin in sync with smile and as vinit said ... love is worship and worship is love.In the same manner, she is my goddess, thought are universal laws and
her house is my temple, her wordings are mantras whom i love to chant again and again. for me she is my world and that world name is S.......
And before you guys are going to say Bitch please! hault your speech now or what you have achieved in love so far?
let me explain; She is not an asset or a laurel certificate whom i should flaunt in my resume copy or hang on the walls of dorm.She is an angel we two meet in dreams And in reality,I am Hercules of one sided invincible love.thanks for listening me in so calm and placid way.
Fingers crossed in name of our lady loves
In initial stage, I acclaimed; for different person love has different meaning and other three accord with me.
So we started with Anil's version of love:-
Sex is intense love and love is pious sex.He further exclaimed love is futile until you have a better sex life and according to a survey from some American university, It is sex which keep the string of love stronger in married couples.It enhances love and loyalty for each other and is equally important as other essentials required to live our life happily.
Anurag almost same in same fashion as that of anil but his explanation of love was even more weird.
He goes like....The very first feeling of love is not stimulated in our hearts but on a cozy couch where we surrender ourself first, have a wild sex then, after which a candid sleep for rest of the night and next morning when our eyes are opened we just refuse to identify the girl lying next to us and politely ask them to leave our house.After a cup of hot coffee,enthusiastically all ready to entice someone different with whom we have never fallen in love.Different means, if last night we slept with a skinny girl then tonight a chubby one,next day a blonde and so on...which rationally means that a single dessert is not repeated in dinner every night, same way rules are applied on girls and it is mandatory. Anurag feelings were similar to retro hero of Hollywood movies.
As vinit has animosity to straight conversation, he started as...love is like worship.Worship is a way to express our love to someone and vice verse.Different people, different meaning.For a devotee: it is his or her god, for student: it is books, for a farmer:It is farmland full of green crops,for mother son, krishna radha,krishna meera.We interrupted him in the middle and said please this is enough for today otherwise it is hard for us to digest. Though.Though i declared him Asha Ram bapu.
Now it was my turn to pour my views;
love is the flow of never lasting positive energy within me,which i got after a glimpse other face.Love is fantasy of watching her in impromptu acts, abiding her for no genuine reason, considering her in every adorable feeling;in every beautiful dream;in every good happening, listening her even when she scold me.
That swirl in her voice stabbed my heart and ears more than million times.My love is her looks, her books,her eyes, her red hairs,her lips that craves dimple on her chin in sync with smile and as vinit said ... love is worship and worship is love.In the same manner, she is my goddess, thought are universal laws and
her house is my temple, her wordings are mantras whom i love to chant again and again. for me she is my world and that world name is S.......
And before you guys are going to say Bitch please! hault your speech now or what you have achieved in love so far?
let me explain; She is not an asset or a laurel certificate whom i should flaunt in my resume copy or hang on the walls of dorm.She is an angel we two meet in dreams And in reality,I am Hercules of one sided invincible love.thanks for listening me in so calm and placid way.
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