Love and Sex

Love is blind, they say; sex is impervious to reason and mocks the power of all philosophers. But, in fact, a person's sexual choice is the result and sum of their fundamental convictions. Tell me what a person finds sexually attractive and I will tell you their entire philosophy of life. Show me the person they sleep with and I will tell you their valuation of themselves. No matter what corruption they're taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which they cannot perform for any motive but their own enjoyment - just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity! - an act which is not possible in self-abasement, only in self-exultation, only on the confidence of being desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces them to stand naked in spirit, as well as in body, and accept their real ego as their standard of value. They will always be attracted to the person who reflects their deepest vision of themselves, the person whose surrender permits them to experience - or to fake - a sense of self-esteem .. Love is our response to our highest values - and can be nothing else." 
— Ayn Rand

Still

Road less taken......

Road less Travelled.......

Paths that lead to my Dreams..

Paths Once Forgotten.........

Yes Contours of My Destiny

Shaping up as I would have wanted...

 Things went awry ,and  Plans Thwarted...

Still...........

Incoherent

Wind whispered .......

A sweet Melody..
A pleasant song...
Rhythmic beating of two Hearts.....
Communion of Souls
Yes We can Never be Apart ...............
Life Spent without You....
When Everything was about You........
The invidious treachery of senses......The exegesis of dreams..........Superseding and Surpassing ......The downiness of Sleepless eyes.......Ravenous hunger filled Inside.....Actions asinine............

A Favorite read..

“Perfectly Imperfect

We have all heard that no two snowflakes are alike. Each snowflake takes the perfect form for the maximum efficiency and effectiveness for its journey. And while the universal force of gravity gives them a shared destination, the expansive space in the air gives each snowflake the opportunity to take their own path. They are on the same journey, but each takes a different path.
Along this gravity-driven journey, some snowflakes collide and damage each other, some collide and join together, some are influenced by wind... there are so many transitions and changes that take place along the journey of the snowflake. But, no matter what the transition, the snowflake always finds itself perfectly shaped for its journey. 
I find parallels in nature to be a beautiful reflection of grand orchestration. One of these parallels is of snowflakes and us. We, too, are all headed in the same direction. We are being driven by a universal force to the same destination. We are all individuals taking different journeys and along our journey, we sometimes bump into each other, we cross paths, we become altered... we take different physical forms. But at all times we too are 100% perfectly imperfect. At every given moment we are absolutely perfect for what is required for our journey. I’m not perfect for your journey and you’re not perfect for my journey, but I’m perfect for my journey and you’re perfect for your journey. We’re heading to the same place, we’re taking different routes, but we’re both exactly perfect the way we are. 
Think of what understanding this great orchestration could mean for relationships. Imagine interacting with others knowing that they too each share this parallel with the snowflake. Like you, they are headed to the same place and no matter what they may appear like to you, they have taken the perfect form for their journey. How strong our relationships would be if we could see and respect that we are all perfectly imperfect for our journey.” 
― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free

Yes you are being missed!

So after a little Soul Searching,I am ready to face some unavoidable truth

To begin with I am not what I thought I was and I am what I never thought I could be..

Living in western suburbs,Bandra to be precise,Mumbai's fast life had made me run and take part in that rat race where everybody is actually taking part.This so called Marathon of good Life I mean what exactly is good life consisted of dreaming of 1 bhk appartment in Pali hill and having a poodle to take along with on the daily morning walks at joggers park and getting an annual fancy vacation to somewhere amidst Kangaroos and Kiwis.

And exclaiming with delight about the new collection of LFW or be it the wardrobe full of Prada,Zara and what all

From LV to Jimmy Choo I tried to have it all,from Wine Festivals to Fashion Shows I went everywhere...

I was proud,next step was something more..and then the bandra dreams crash...

I find myself actually looking for mental peace...From healers to tarot readers,I went everywhere,everywhere but one,yes that lady who was lost and who could only be brought back by herself,Me!

No I donot regret my beautiful,awesome three years in Mumbai,One of the best place to live and work,I have met and made wonderful friends,had time of Life but Life has taught me a lesson...Move on...

You are being missed but then I am happy to embark on this new journey,There is something and yeah may be somebody waiting for me...

“I have walked a stair of swords,

I have worn a coat of scars.

I have vowed with hollow words
,I have lied my way to the stars

-Songs of Sapphique

Soul Searching

Lets start with a Normal breathing exercise...

Deep breaths-Inhale and Exhale,While we inhale the positive ,we exhale the negativity.
While we are taking deep breaths we spread our arms as if we are begging with palms facing upward and Lets close our eyes.
As we inhale,we repeat in our mind that we are asking universe,appealing universe that please give us what we want and while we exhale lets imagine that we are beseeching universe to take away all the inimical thoughts and calamitous ,woeful things !

And then We have done the warm up for Soul Searching.

Yes it helps,how like every dance or an exercise a warm up is necessary so even for the exercise like this which is not physical but intense at the same time,we need to create amicable mindset,then only we can subject our mind to this analysis which is nothing but looking deep within and asses our own beliefs,actions,attitudes in an honest and moral way!

No Moon Tonight

Have I trespassed on forbidden ground…I am aware of the feeling of discomfort.I wondered perhaps it was the memory of the moments spent together in total recluse that is haunting me , perhaps the anticipation of many more wonderful coming hours well which will however not happen it was just my expectations and my anticipation.I have just visualized something beautiful , something more close to fantasy but yes expectations hurts and in this case too it hurt L

All I remember is the feel of the  leather seats, the texture of my purse upon my knee,its frayed edges,its worn seams and how my mind was busy weaving the little this and little that….all the plans for long drive ,lovely dinner….even booking a table for two has been thwarted !

Just because I couldnot sense what was coming,failed to see the naked brutal truth !

All along trying not to be be impertinent and rude,I look at the black satin of my dress which I had bought especially for this dinner…the heels of black sandals appeared a little too showy now the dress kept aside tears in eyes and accepting  the plain brutality of the whole situation…

I wanted to go back again recapture the moment that had gone and then it came to me that even if I did it would not be the same even the moon would be changed casting another beam,there was something chilling in the thought something a little melancholy and looking at the clock I realized that a time limit has been reached Things doesn’t always happen according to plan but yes when little of the hope dies down it hurts L

Have never wanted the whole ocean for myself  just  few drops but still sometime life plays  clever manipulative game…

A strange sort of happiness that never would be achieved that sort which I had imagined in my lonely hours .There would be nothing feverish and urgent in my happiness ,A quite and still happiness.Forced show of affection,fake display of acceptance of the situation but yes there would be everything present but not me not the real me

The real self would be way lost to the idea of a dinner dressed in black satin black pearl and black stilettos looking forward for the long moonlight drive…experiencing magical moments fresh air whizzing past her face the strands of hair falling on her face savoring the sensual night air….sigh!

Anyway there would be no moon tonight the sky above would be inky black shot with crimson like a splash of blood…broken heart does bleed L