EMAHO

We live in a self created world where most of the reasonable approach and behaviour comes from, Me: Knock, Knock.. They: Yeah!!, Knocking on the heaven's door.. Me: May I please come in? They: Your cheap indulgence can not destroy my inner peace and beauty of my life.. Me: Excuse me? They: You cant understand. Neither I want you to understand. Please let it be. Me: Ohkay, but what? They: I am not insecure for anyone because I am secured enough and confident enough for myself. Me and my life is very simple. It is not like your shit life. Do you get that!! Me: You may go and snob where ever else you want and the way you want with your bloody desperate spree of nuisance.  They: You dare to abuse me and give a undignified verbal assault? I will see to this. Me: Ohkay. They: So you arent affected right and you don't bother at all. You think you are very smart and we cant overpower you? Me: Dafuc!!, bwhahahahhahah ahahahahahhahahahahhahahha!!.. They are ...

The note is an extension to  http://maktubpomilproch.blogspot.in/2014/05/true-identity.html#.VEi6_GeSwwY  . This blog titled "TRUE IDENTITY" had well derived words that stated, "But then he got her pregnant. And it all went downhill from there. He refused to lend his surname to the child. He denied being the father of the child and would take no further interest in the child. He even offered to sponsor the money and facility for abortion." The developing societies which boast of ethics on its humane, fight against women abuse and all the societal existence that follows is just a photo-shopped faux. The more it claims, the more downright unclaimed the reality is. People who stand against the odds are let down with cheapest indulgence of being wrong.  On many of her kinds and experience, She was a woman of substance who believed in a true emotional commitment to him in every thick and thin. She stood by his side where others could have easily walked away ...

They say, "Go to Goa, party harder, get drenched in boose and walk red-eyed on grass. It is Goa. Goa is high, hyper and hippie." I heard that all and knew that there is much more to the specified highs here. On a psychadelic trip away from the horns and hustles, this part of India has to offer the most well defined culture, heritage and essence of it's own existence. Having quit my corporate enslavement lately, this was a much awaited exploration of my life. Being a mesmerized traveler on Konkan routes for five years, I was very much fascinated by the tattooed firangs and the Kokam squashes at Margao Railway Station. I used to travel alone in my two-tier side berth most of the times and watched everything pass by, with a book in hand, sitting under the blanket. I never could relay it to anybody but there was an intuitive connection to this part of India. The moment I was offered an official visit here, all I could say without a second thought was a ...