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Love in times of internet


It starts with...

“I know its like intruding into someone's life when someone from nowhere starts sending you messages....but I just need to say that your pic has such an essence that I couldn’t take myself away from it...... so if u don't mind then can we be friends without much bother." or

“You look great. Gorgeous is an understatement for you.” or

“I am new on this site, looking for friends around, would you mind me being your friend?” or

“Hey can we be friends?”


I am sure every one of us have come across wannabe’s bullshitting the above lines on facebook and other chat messengers. Few of my female friends have been repeatedly fallen for these traps and faced the consequences, of course, more in a negative way than positive. After counselling each and every one personally, I am eager to highlight the phrase “better be safe than sorry”. It’s important for female counterparts to understand the ulterior motives of people in the virtual world. Because ‘a lot like Love’ can have serious haphazard.


Games people play

The recent example of one of my close female friends has alarmed my senses. In this scenario, the man started his chase through social networking site. After exchanging contacts they got in touch on the daily basis. Under the pretext of falling for her and promising her for marriage he met her and forced her to spend two days with him. Those two days changed her life for the lifetime as he was never to be seen again. Deleting all the online account he disappeared leaving her in a state of shock due to betrayal and lies.

In another scenario, where Mrs. Xyz sorted social networking site as her past time when the house was empty and husband away sailing. Mrs. Xyz was faithful till the time she encountered this young chap who was an imposter. Eyeing on the richness and vulnerability of this married woman he played a charlatan. Pretending to be in love, he duped her for money and physical intimacy. This went on for a year till the time she discovered his passwords of online sites only to realise that he was involved with many married woman just like her. For him it was an alternative job.

Mili (Name Changed) facebook relationship status changed to ‘In A Relationship’ on Valentine’s when Raj(Name Changed) proposed her online. They met the following week forcing Mili to think completely in favour of him. She thought it was a match made in heaven and was glad that they were in Love. Suddenly, she received a message in her inbox from Clara about the Lusty relationship Raj and Clara were involved in. It stuck her later why Raj was reluctant to change his relationship status as Committed? and why he was always so scared of seen together in public? Subsequently, his facebook wallpost looked clear and transparent but his message inbox yelled about his unfaithfulness. The incident not only traumatized Mili but also changed her perspective towards male species, trust was irrevocable.

There have been instances whereby perverts study girls and act exactly the female expect out of them; by sweet talks and in flirtatious manner. Their hidden motives are not well understood and therefore they manipulate and convince the unexposed, innocent girls for their own personal motives.

According to a recent survey, online world comprising social networking sites has become another dating hub whereby, people are seeking individuals preferably for dating rather than the contrary belief of finding a friend or seeking friendship alone. The question arises here is- Why Internet?

Virtual world VIELS the inhibitions and apprehensions on the part of people sharing common idea’s, common outlook towards life, common value, similar beliefs or opinion. The option of not concealing the original identification gives certain people the upper hand to decorate and manipulate the self –image and also the way it is conveyed. Lies and deception is common. The online personality can be moulded to centre the self. Exaggerating the traits to impress the opposite person, emphasising and showcasing oneself differently to attract, flirtatiousness and sweet talks, withholding the truth and the real self are common traits among the Internet cheaters and fraudsters. The motives of these fraudulent could differ from money matters to conning in love.


Ofcourse, I Love you

In another instance I have also come across girls who are in bliss having met their partners over the Internet. Believe me the percentage is very less. After probing them, the more or less inference I can come to terms is that there are certain qualities which differentiate good men from pervert predators. - ‘Truthfulness’ is the word. But my point is, how does one decide if the other person in front of the screen is truthful or just blabbering a fake story? Difficult as it may seem, because when it’s online, you only have words to believe in and judging more or less through words is risky, authentication is impossible.

Can love happen with someone you haven’t met?

Via virtual world you are less apprehended to share your ideas, opinions and are able to communicate at ease with a perfect stranger which in real world would have been paranoid to speak upon. Sharing of similarities and differences over an issue can happen very easily which may culminate into the likeness for the other person. A strong sense of connection may also be felt at times but that does not equate with the feeling of love. Though Love being a subjective topic needs to be understood and felt in reality not on the keyboaord, screen or a cellphone. Confusing, Time being attraction with Love is utter hallucination. That is the reason many virtual love are unable to sustain the reality shock. How can real expectation, durability of the relationship can be conveyed through an internet cable or a wireless cellphone? Face to face communication and physical presence are the foreground on which love thrives, survives and surpass the test of time.




Love over internet possible?

- Is the virtual love able to stand the test of time?
- Long distance and virtual relationship. Is trust possible?
- Virtual love is able to overcome high expectations or standards set by an online personality?
- Is every personality visible and could be judged feasibly?
- Does such a love is able to come to terms with the reality of physical imperfections and deficiencies?
- What if the person does not come across like the way you have perceived online? Is overlooking those shortcomings possible?
- The most important and crucial question –Is it safe?

The side effect of love in times of internet can be seen today among the educated class mostly. Cyber-crime and Cyber-bullying are rampant. The virtual world ignites the suppressed juvenile behaviour. No fear of getting caught and eloping after committing the hideous sinful crime adds up to their encouragement. In few cases, the imposter thinks its okay to involve into mischief like this because they have seen their peers boasting about the misuse. Incidence like these cannot be curbed completely because world wide web is a huge platform and scanning each and every activity happening is impossible. Stringent laws would also not help to threaten these conmen. The only feasible option available is to be alert and wise enough to hear the knock of crime on your virtual window. Know the intention, before you commit to them for their love or even for their friendship. Judge them carefully and if possible avoid getting into romantic relations through internet. Because it is better to be single and without love than to be lied, cheated upon and then dumped as a thrash. Love is more of an action and not just flowery words.

Life with a Beast!!!

“All the emptiness of life was suddenly swapped with happy smiles when godmother knocked my door and placed an angel on my lap and since then, life was never ever the same.”



" She came packed, as a gift in a box."


When I opened the box I could feel a ‘life’ waiting to commit a lifetime to me. I felt her warm hands and feet and kissed her as soon as I held her. A splurge of motherly feeling aroused in me. Here she was the most beautiful among its kin, intertwined in her daunting eyes, she promised me happy times.



She was tiny, just a few days baby struggling to walk on the tiled, slippery floor. She was at my mercy for her survival and feeding. Many a times, I saved her from drowning in the same bowl from which she was drinking milk. As she grew up, she started getting accustomed to my world and me, with her world. We shared our differences, nobody around us ever understood what we spoke. How we were able to communicate the language which humans could ever invent. We were different, our vocals, our emotions were different. But here we shared love and love never needed a medium to be expressed, at least not in the sense of language.



She was never a nagger but was always a keen listener. She never complained about my whining and my discontentment towards the outside world. I still haven’t figured out her astounding capability in gauging and reciprocating the right kind of response to uncanny situations which could even outdo the counselor. Their species are the only ones left on this planet that can defy the myth about human recognition of emotions. I always knew that we both were a part of different world but still our love transcended human bonding. Life looked easier, much easier with my beast.



The beast was the best gift I could have asked from someone. I was 13 and a teenager. Life was seemingly uncontrollable and ever-devastating under depressed molehills. Withering trust among friends and after surviving the knife at my back by the so called     ‘friends’, I was under constant depression. Teenage lonely days were not considered best for personality building. She thought, I needed a friend so my conversations to my personal diary could get replaced. That’s  when my mother brought her into my life. The baby beast has ever since been the constant source of happiness even in times of breakdowns, trials and tribulations. All through my growing years where promises and conditional love of human being was breaking me apart. I found solace in mute  feelings which she transmitted; unending licks and wagging tails sometimes aided best in sailing turbulent and thudded shores. 

Some living being come into our lives and quietly go. Others like my little beast ‘SOFTY’ leave paw prints on our heart, and we are never ever the same again.

Sexist...Ouch!

It would hurt boys.

(Read the disclaimer at the bottom of the page before you proceed)

21 to 26 is not a very good age you know. We are neither a teenager nor a full matured adult who is trusted by people to take complete responsibility. We are not too experienced but we do fake about it most of the time. This is the age where we are done with the MCP’s crap of male and share experiences of their large sized male ego. Dating-flirting is outdated for us. Aunties’ and old people preach sermons about marriage and love. Relationships and fairy tale love seems uninteresting, live-in relationships, no-strings attached, scare us. Marriage umm...still has time. All this inhibitions leaves us with a bunch of similar aged girl friends with whom we like to gossip, share and bitch about some unrelated people and who else, ‘boys’, our usual target and how they are ‘so not worth it’ species.
Cafeteria.Restaurants.Malls.Pubs.JoggingPark.Gym.SportsClub.Party’s.Functions.WorkPlace.LateNight Chattering on phone calls and gupshups with my girl friends culminated a series of opinions about Indian men.



What's wrong with Gujju Dikra?Mr.Dikra is sweet and sober, intelligent, iSsmart and has one feet in the air or rather I should say Ameyriicaa (with an extra i). These are the desi bhai with nasal voice and businessman blood. But Mr.Dikra don’t you think you should use your vyapaari minded attitude towards your work and not on your relationships. Do you guys even know that your nasal voice is a serious turn-off (only to those girls including me who hates Himeshhhhh Reshammiyannnn bhai) and when you try to fake Ameyriican accent it becomes all the more worst. Your ‘chu’ and ‘che’s’ instigate our dogs to bark .. just imagine how much it may annoy us.

What's wrong with Mallu Mon?Mr. Mon, the innocent one’s. No matter how badly the girl betrays this weatish man, he will selflessly love her till the end of his living life. Brilliant and outstanding brain-wise, south Indian boys always out-stand in their love life. That also means they stand-out of their lover’s house to see how happy she is in her married life with other man. Emotionally driven they are the soup boys, ‘paavam cherukan’ and these large men also loves drama. Mammotty and Mohanlal over the years have impressioned them with Nadakam. You are Dark. You are Tall. You are Handsome but a little over-sized physique makes you too large to handle. And what’s with that belt on your lungi ? especially, the desi mallu , that is awkward and your tummy looks like a douche bad, a speed breaker or wait baby bump. You need to seriously check your body stats da.

What's wrong with Bangali Baabu?Those nerdy glasses won’t make you geek Mr.Babumoshay. Why don’t you opt for a subtle looking spectacles or even contact lenses in that matter? I mean you people have such an alluring features especially those protruding eyes, look at Bipasha Basu, Konkana sen.. oops sorry they are all bong girls.. excuse me for the comparison. The rosugulla filled voice is a serious plus point but then you know that sweet sonorous tone of voice should be a trait of a woman and not a man’s. The literary knowledge of Bengali boys is a turn-on but Babu what’s with the aggressive stern face or the contrary innocent devdas disposition Baabumoshay? There’s one more expression God has bestowed humans and that is 'smile...twink’. You can use it at times.

What's wrong with Marathi Mulga?“Tujhya Aaicha beep beep beep"! After mastering a degree in profanity these Mr. mulga claims to be ‘the know it all’ saint boy. Uffff!! Well behaved and well mannered in family circuit especially, in front of the adults they are the devil in disguise. The only true color of them is seen by the people who they chose to be close to. Otherwise, there’s always a veil on their face. Community driven like their Gujarati brothers, Marathi Mulga will have many affairs outside their community but will only prefer marrying a holy girl of their community. Family pressure you know that’s the Bs they give to the bechari ex. These Mulga’s tend to have a slight streak of hypocrisy and redundant snobbery. Marathi Mulga’s should understand that the world does not work under their fake atrocities and that’s the reason even in Marathi State they work under Gujarati's or south Indian boss. And what’s with the unnecessary dominance and ego boosting techniques haan! There has been very rare scenario where Marathi Mulga considers female counterparts as their equals and not just second fiddle. I don’t want to sound harsh on Maraathi Mulga but all my girl friend don’t think high about Mulga’s attitude.

What's wrong with Punjabi Munda?Sardars or Mona Punjabi these Munda’s consider themselves the baap of everything. Yes boys you are definitely the baap of every bullshits. The- know-it- all attitude, we rock, we are the best; jingles churns down our cerebral cortex. Pompous and pretentious these Munda’s are large sized men with big male ‘ego’. Casanova by nature, flirting is the inborn talent of north Indian desi boys. According to them, to get a girl is, "Mere baaye haath ka khel hai ji, is mein kya hai, do chaar meethi gal dusso aur lo ladki-in within a minute.” No dude you seriously need to consider your attitude Mr.Chant Munda. We know that your MummyPapa and TaayaTaayi have loads of moolah to spend on your ayaashi’s but please spare the good girls. Keep your horns under control before it gets stuck on the wall and put you into puddle. And when you know your MummyPapa and TaayaTaayi are going to search for a bride for you, after you end your Ayashigiri then what’s with the unlimited laisions and affairs? Is there any need? No, seriously man, spare us!

Male chauvinist pig, hypocrites, liars, demons, losers, king of profanities, aggressive bullshitters and a big time rascals that’s how we girls describe you guys on our dinner table. And after reading this you might want to abuse me,....so, go ahead, that’s your attribute, to showcase your weaknesses... so, blurt it out and prove to the world that you are ‘so not worth it’ species, who couldn’t digest female superiority in the world and also in their life.Oh no! no! I am not feminist but a Sexist. Ahan...Did it hurt?..aww..koi gal nai ji, chalta hai...



(Disclaimer- Read the above piece of writing at your own risk. Weak hearted, jilted, unrequited, fanatic, egoistic, mentally ill and nil boys should avoid reading it.)

Love was suppose to find its way ..now its lost somewhere

“Yes,I slept”,

She slept I wondered, eyes wide awake and still in the bed. I wondered what kind of a sleep it was where redness of been awake whole night could be traced so easily.

But now after years while I got accustomed to this incomplete statement. Does eyes betray I pondered. Yes it does, I agreed.

Though she denied vehemently as she always did that she had forgotten him and his beautiful memories but I never understood why to make memories a part of your life when it doesn’t allow you to live your present life in peace and serenity. May be its easy for me to say her forget everything .If I would have been at her place I would have left my past behind….behind…. may be.

“Memories hurt it’s true .It’s damn so difficult to live without a person you always wanted to be with, ”were her words when she was cleaning the dust surfaced upon their photograph. Love brings happiness they say but what kind of love it was , though her eyes seemed like a desert devoid of droplet and her heart wept as if rainfall filling ocean already brimmed.

They both loved each other so immensely that only death would have been the only way to set them apart. But his death not only separated them but brought her so close to him that she completely submitted herself to him , to his memories. She lived in his memories and for his memories .His accident was the only unexpected or rather heart wrenching event in her life which brought her to that phase of life where she though lived but for the sake of it as if her life was a show, a puppet-show and she was one of those puppet doll in the show whose threads were in his hand. He did not move his hands the puppet doll never moved.

May be she still feels about him so deeply because she was responsible for his accident which led him to lose his life. But what she never tried to believe was that it was just an accident and it was not her real intention to push him towards the motionful vehicles. She was just pretending to be angry because of his lack of punctuality where by just to act pricey she just slightly pushed him away from her and he lost his grip and dashed against the motorbike and fell on the road where the heavy duty automobile unable to lower his speed crushed him under it’s wheels .Before she could realize and take back her action the only thing she could see was his trembling body shivering in the pool of blood and his screams I’m sure still beats into her ears.

(written in 2007)

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Go Goa!!!!

Shiny tan!!!

Sun, sand, sea, surf!!! Goa is a perfect combination to call it a tanning paradise.

Getting tan under the dazzling sun!!!

Goa rated as one of the most alluring an

d exotic destination around the world is heavenly paradise for every tourist. Known

for its scenic beauty and enthralling beaches Goa is one of the hotspot.

“They built these little tanning booths for Brooke and I to do nothing but lay down and tan all over” – who ever said this was in a way referring to Goa.People out there looking for a beautiful tanned skin find Goa as the most impeccable place.

Anjuna beach known for its long

-stretched coast-line, swaying palm tress, rocky crescent is one of the famous hangout-place for tourist. Baga Beach is one of the most relaxing place in the lap of the nature. One can also enjoy canoeing and paddling under the cover of blue clouds. You are still not tempted???

It’s next to impossible that you won’t be mesmerized and inclined to have a relaxing and exciting sunbath. And if you are looking for more excitement and adventure then there is Calangut beach to give your adrenaline a thrust.Geographically located near the Great Arabian Sea, Goa is blessed with the magnificent environment with sun shining all through the year.Goa is a blend of every good thing. Relaxation, comfort and tanning are few of the things forwhich Goa is popular among the tourist. Goa is the ultimate beach destination for holidays in Incredible India.

Food

Bon appetite at Goa!!!

If you are a food lover and enjoys variety in every meal then Goa is the place for you. Classified as biodiversity hotspot Goa offers wide diversity in terms of ambiance too.

Goa is most popular for its involvement in food, drinks and merriment. People all round the world visit Goa to indulge themselves in the most relishing environment.

Whether you are a gourmet or gourmand you will find Goa above all.

Spicy Indian, scrumptious Chinese, yummy Thai, luscious Continental, zestful Portuguese, appetizing Arabian or palatable plain bland food you get everything here. Luxurious to serene restaurants and dining places, the most exquisite and delighting décor and environment add to the existing charm of Goa.Wine, fine dine would entice you to try out different varieties of food in all different places. Lunch under the shack near the beach, dinner at the finest restaurant and party at any place; Goa is the hub of party animals as well as nature lover. Both contradicting but both exist and is very much evident only in Goa.

Love is in every breeze of Goa!!!

Picturesque beauty! Scenic and exotic surroundings! Breeze swaying and blooming emotions in the hearts! Goa is the most enchanting place to celebrate the joy of togetherness.

Whether it’s just your first honeymoon after marriage or subsequent anniversary Goa is a daunting place for every couple.

Romance dwell in every part of Goa and the scenic backdrop of Goa gives very scintillating memories to cherish for a lifetime.

(The above piece was written as a part of my Travel Writing)

December Carnival in Panjim

Panjim is a place particularly known for its vivacious and westernized holiday spot in India. Dominated mostly by Christian community; Christmas as a festival, is widely celebrated with grandeur and props in Goa. I have been to Panjim during last December holidays to explore this alluring destination and meet some of my old friends. It is said that December is the best time to travel down to Goa and I began my journey with a mindset to experience a lifestyle different from the usual routine life of Mumbai.


From Dabolim to Hotel


The moment I Stepped out of Dabolim Airport I noticed the huge number of ‘Firangs’ making their way out of the Airport clearly identifiable from the distinct locals. We had a booking near a beach side resort named Estrela Do Mar. The hotel service also included transport from airport, so we were transferred by car to the hotel by a kind Goan localite who also briefed me about the famous hotspots. It took 1 hour to reach our hotel.



We planned our each day so that no single day is a wastage. We decided to stay at Estrela Do Mar near Calungute beach for three days and then Pearl Oceanique hotel near Colvo beach for two days. During our 5 days trip we visited famous spots like Coco beach, Calungut beach, Colvo beach, Mondovi river, Miramar to name some water bodies. Apart from this we also visited St.peters Church, Bastillica church and museum, the famous Dona Paula, etc. Each and every place had its own unique historical or traditional ethnicity. Dona paula, Calungut beach are famous for the shopping experience but shopping at an affordable price was possible only at Panjim. The cruise ride at Panjim and dancing with the local Goan on the cruise was the icing on the cake. Each and every street of Panjim city was lighted and the atmosphere of the Christmas day charged everyone. The December Carnival of the Panjim city colored the streets with the most vibrant color. Localites, dressed as the clone of Santa Claus. People all decked up to attend the midnight masses. Goan Catholic flocks attend midnight mass service traditionally called ‘Missa de Galo’ or ‘cock crow’ as they go on till the early hours of the morning. The same day I met my old friends and maternal relatives who resided on the old streets of Panjim also known as Panaji. Christmas as a festival is marked with family gatherings and feasting. The famous non-vegetarian ambience named Xacuti and Cafferi with mouth watering sweet Goan platter made my stay delicious and pleasant. I have also learned few words of their local language ‘Konkani’ which sounded similar to Marathi language but the difference was they more stress on the nasal voice.



I was glad to visit Panaji during the best time of the year i.e December. Though, it was more crowded than any time of the year. The beautiful cold weather coupled with picturesque spots especially the cruise ride is one of an experience. Carnival is always pleasure to watch and watching it live with traditional as well as modern Goan Music and Dance was a treat to my eyeballs. The happy moments shared with my family during my visit to Panjim will be always cherished. Once is definitely not enough so I decided to visit this place as many times I will get the opportunity to do so but may be some other time of the year, some other festival season. Till that time the explorer in me is searching for another place……well, Jaipur city in the State of Rajasthan?


Why Not! It will be another exotic experience.

I still miss you…
But not like I did before.
The intense aching I felt,
Isn’t there anymore.

I still whisper your name…
Not as often as I used to.
Now it may be once,
Before the day is through.

I still hear your voice…
Replaying in my mind.
But it’s fading now,
Soon silence I will find.

I still long for you…
To feel your touch.
But it’s not like before,
I don’t dream it as much.

I still think about you…
And wonder how you are.
But my feelings have changed,
And they don’t go as far.

I still feel you sometimes…
Maybe you’re thinking of me?
Or maybe it’s just a little memory,
Of how it used to be.

I still love you…
But it’s just not as strong.
Because I’m letting you go now,
So we can both move on.

I still hear you say…
No one will love me like you do.
That’s so hard to believe now,
After the hurt you put me through.

You still have a piece of my heart..
Because I always felt you here.
Now, I’m hoping and praying,
That, that too, will quickly disappear.

This will be my last goodbye..
I’ve nothing else to say.
Everything I felt for you,
Can now just fade away