She took a long hot bath. The heavenly smell of rose water spread all across the apartment. I was impatiently waiting for her in front of the dressing table. I want her to be wholly mine before she puts on any powder and paint.  Even the carpet was waiting for her to come out, to feel her wet foot.

Finally, the princess opened the door slowly. She was damn beautiful in that smooth silky gown. She smiled at me. Oh, how can I resist her seductive looks? Still I just pretended as if I was looking out of the balcony window.. She came to me with that naughty smile, hugged me so tightly, that I couldn’t even breathe. Then…

…..

 

Then she put me on her face. She wanted me with her always. No one can take their eyes off her ‘masked’ face. Yes, I am the MASK who protects you from being hurt or rejected.

Let me say Honesty is the best policy, which is true. But what if someone feels exhausted living in an authentic way.. Ah! , is that possible..? Maybe that’s why people start to wear me to hide their identity and finally forget who they were actually. I am the sign of your weakness. Think twice before you put me on

Curtain rose. People appeared on stage. There were paints and powders on their faces. All were happily singing and dancing all around. Oh the show didn’t end there too; the masked people were trying to make others happy too. What a fantastic world, hmmm.

I too believed in their show offs until I found some more faces in the stage whose eyes reflecting something deep, some sort of distress. Nothing was spoken by them. But those eyes were trying to convey something on this drama. “What can be done when people try to please each other at the cost of a third person’s comfort?”

Even sometimes my devilish mind imagines all these ‘pleasing games’ to be some dramas or show offs by those people. Can they continue with these manipulations throughout their life just to please some other selflessly? And more over to that while making someone happy they hurt some other souls knowingly or unknowingly. These actors are never bothered on the souls who are hurt by the mutually pleasing games.

Making others happy is indeed a great thing. But it should neither be at the cost of one’s own total comfort nor a third person’s.

Something haunting her

From the bottom of heart

She is so restive that she

Can’t bear this anymore.

Among the various whys

Strained to find the best fit

Nothing in step with her pain

She is drowned in deep love.

Her soul is burning to no end

No one can pacify her heart’s fuss

All she wants is to be with him,

With regular doses of hugs n kisses.

Affirmative or constructive comments stimulate us a lot. It’s an art to speak in that way. Even in this wordpress world, we always feel better to read comment which has got something to tell us positively. It could be even a critic one, but makes us to wear a thinking hat after reading it.

I don’t mind whatever you tell me as I have a got a filer to my senses and a powerful blessing of short term memory with respect to the bad. 😉 (Of curse, it doesn’t mean that I am trouble-free.)

But I have seen some offensive comments, going on here and there, especially with people who may not have such a “filter”.

Why do we want to hurt someone’s ego with an offensive comment..?

So just a thought:

Why can’t we make them smile with our comment..?

Why can’t we make them feel better with our approach..?

Please don’t hesitate to offend me now, if you feel in the other way. 😉

People may tell like, “I don’t mind whatever you think about me. I will say whatever I think”. Even then, my question is, “Do your inner self agree to your offensive nature? Can you still continue without least botheration of your words..?”

She heard a loud voice and found him lying on the floor.

She was so panic to see this and she asked

She : Darling, Are you okay..? what was that sound? why are you lying on the floor?

He  : ha ha.. , i am okay.. I was just lying here. I didn’t fell down. Why are you so afraid..

She : Hearing the voice, I thought something went wrong with you. If you are hurt, how can I be happy? I also will be hurt if you are hurt ..take care my dear

She told that she will be hurt if he is hurt. She will be unhappy if he is crying. That’s why she was afraid.. So is it the selfishness acting here to please one’s own mind…?pin

Was she trying to please her mind alone? She believed that she loved him or vice-versa. But were they trying to please themselves..? Loving him/her to make their own mind happy.

There is a pain when someone is hurt, especially our loved ones. That is quite natural.

But is it such a pain that makes you think on how hurt they (someone or your loved ones) are actually. And that makes you panic realizing their pain. 

Or are all these the effect of so called “Mirror Neurons” ?

How hurt he would have been when she just teased him upon his height!

He is a short guy (indeed not a dwarf), but with a cute smile.

That lady asked him, “Are you getting shorter day by day?”

He just acknowledged with his usual pleasing smile..

Again she commented, “Dwarfs are also required in this world, Right?”

Again he simply smiled…

Was he really smiling.. I donno.. 🙁