Love or Life for Real but every breath you take it ... you are live it

Kiara : Knock Knock

Asher : Kiara please this is no time to discuss anything

Kiara : I am not here to fight

Asher : Then what it is ?

Kiara : there is no point of discussion like this on the door

There is sign of the door unlocking . Kiara opens up the door of Asher room. She is shocked to see him struggling with all the packing stuff . Everything is lying on the floor nothing is inside the bag.

Kiara : (Looks at Asher with moist eyes.) Asher let me help you pack your stuff

Asher sighs !!! Thanks Kiara . You have been …

Kiara : Put her finger on his lips and says no time for this you have a flight to catch for Italy and we don’t have time

Asher : Thanks

Kiara and Asher both focus to pack his stuff in the suitcase and Asher as usual feels that he will be taken care. Kiara is disturbed and remembers the time when they first met. Kiara was looked at him why would she considers him as his black coffee.

She remembers the spark she saw when first time we touched, But I guess I was wrong because it turns out , It was just the Sun in my eyes, blinding me from seeing so clearly that you don’t love me

Did I said it aloud ? Are my heart sinking audible to Asher? Suddenly she remembers she has to take care of the packing of Asher.

Anothe0r 30 minutes passes of silence and all packing done. Asher tries to hug Kiara for one last time with heavy breath. The bubbles that never ends his life can be so serious. Was he imagining it because he was sad himself? But he doesn’t have time to worry. He has flight to catch. He moves to catch his flight

2 hour later he boards the plane for Italy, Asher is so tired and takes the nap .Asher just closes his eyes to remember the face of the Kiara. Was it seriously love? Kiara was like a mermaid who was on cloud nine always May be that’s why Asher was so madly attracted to her and once he wrote

Only you can call it love when in middle of crisis you can say the below
I feel alive when I am with you
Dancing in the rain in chilly winter
Singing on top of my pitch in public place
Doing all the forbidden things and reach the sky is the only limit...
Laughing my heart out every second set my mood
Walking past the roads to meet, greet you is just way of life

Every fight is just another chance to be together
You are the reason for every breath I take

 Once the breath and one breath was taken to say good byes and live moves on. Was it love or life for real whatever it was both lived their every breath in it to remember in future

Its time to say its easy to be Queen ... and its fun to be King

You are stuck in awe when you find yourself surrounded by female in your work life who are independent and still you find research saying the other way round. Pointing out how gender stereo type still go a long way in any industry. Out of curiosity with the strange line “a queen complains to a king” you keep reading and there was huge research to support that. But should I be blaming myself for reading it or the scientific research and one of teenager’s favorite book “Men are from Mars and women for Venus”. To let dragon in my head sleep, I wanted to dig deep and there were like-minded people who had worked on the same. They found that if we have way pass our traditional conditioning of gender, female might surpass the males on the math’s sat scores. If all conditions are fine why woman struggles to get that raise while for a man it’s most logical step. Why corporate struggles to have female executive beyond ceiling glass. But you have nature to help you solve your query and watch bees’ closely. Only community where they are queen, you will always they don’t promote other female bees since they compete and feel threatened. Same was something research paper was bringing to light. But now move to king of jungle , Lion , all the hard work is done by the lioness while king reaps the fruits of his spouse. May be we can start giving the female colleagues the feeling of security and make the environment less threatening and give dude respect to sweet labour for the lioness and let everybody acknowledge the bees. If you already do pat yourself on the back. And request to all females, it time to promote the people irrespective of gender. AND LETS END THE idiot title “But when a woman has someone’s head cut off, she’s a bitch.”

We will stand for our rights without being called bitch for getting work done.

We are broken on ideas that we fall for sunday kind of love than everyday love

Humans are so biased and prejudice mammal that they are blinded by their own thoughts that even horse blinds will shy away. This was so prominent to me that writing was the only thing left in hands of warrior. It started when I realized Paris is the city of perceptions. Its vibrancy was so different than just a famous monument and fashion capital of the world. Strikingly to me it intrigued me with its history that given a chance I can spend 1 month straight to explore each place and sink in my blood the every breath of the France. While some of my friends said it was so similar to England all white build but how many have the capability to look behind the sea’s calm surface and quest for undercurrent.

It stroke me again when I was bamboozled with 5 articles on TOI related to rape. Out of 5, 3 were from their known either your boyfriend or known friend. To me it seemed familiar phenome and appeared that I was hearing the story of my friend again. But while one of colleague mentioned that girls should stop spreading the false story. She was saying after hearing his friends’ story again. We both were reiterating the same seen story and realized my own prejudice.

Life give us such opportunities where we are broken on idea and assume that only love can bring us back. We are so consumed on our Sunday kind of love that life just happens to us without being prepared for it. When my thought mirror was broken I was stumbled but life is all about learning else you die in your own co-web which nobody can remove. People sometimes will use jargons but still blind others with science.

Leave behind the bias and you will understand that life is all about learning with main aim to be happy instead of judging the people. With the above line I am saying don’t be naïve, leave your worries behind and give everyone behind the space to be who they want to.

Remember some books are not meant to be judged by the cover page and start focusing on yourself more .Once we start to practice who can stop us to fulfill our dreams to be Steve jobs or Priyanka chopra or whosoever you respect in our own right. If you want to do justice to your life stop indulging in the Sunday kind of love with yourself but the love that stays every day with you.