Why I want to Kiss a MAN?

....because few feelings cannot be expressed in works & they should not be.

The b est way to convey these feelings is Kiss. I wanna Kissa man & tell him what I feel for him.

On the Cheek - I Miss You

On the Hand - I am Yours

On the Neck - I Want You

On the Forehead - I Care 4 U

On the Lips - I LOVE YOU

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Some facts of GAY life.

Some facts of GAY LIFE

1 Friends is the only relationship which stay forever

2 But bottoms, sissy & queens can never be friends of anybody so married bisexual men

3 In gay man's life 30 is 40

4 Here everyone is same but it is their idea about themselves in their mind which are different.

5 Love is most beautiful thing in the world till break up, after that it's worst accident

6 If in a 1st conversation guy is saying "I have many friends" or similar, it means he doesn't have friends at all, he is a guy who cannot respect a human standing next to him.

7 The real gay who really holds good friends will always acts as caring big brother to every one & won't blow trumpet.

8 The performance of gay man in bed is inversely proportional to his looks, physique, attitude & money.

9 Most kind hearted, honest, reliable gay men are good listeners.

10 If a guy doesn't having a pic in pro doesn't mean that he is ugly. He could be the next supermodel in fact.

Few Double Standard Young Gay men. (who wanna say only one thing that He is not a GAY)

When you are in mid twenties, happy with your gay sexual orientation, straight acting & love your life then it does not mean that you will get accepted by all men from gay community.

In gay community also many men are holding some different views of life. For them being happy with gay orientation in your mid twenties must not be reflected in your behaviour with others. It is not only about straight acting behavior, it's about many to do & not to do things.

In the name of maturity many gay young Indian men are diverting their & other's mind by throwing strange expectations. They want a man to be very very straight acting, rigid, ruthless, rude in his attitude. He should not be talking about good things or his lost things. He should not be sentimental. all he should speak is money, career & plans by keeping quite.

On your every good comment they will declare you as a weak sentimental fool. They criticise you on your each & every move. All it is a strange hypocritical double standard within Gay group.

Have you guys come across such people? What is this? Is it a frustration coated in the name of acceptance of "reality"? If it is, then why they can't accept other person as he/she is?

Crushes, Huggs & Single pair of leg in bed - 3 big hitches of single life.

Someone has said right. Best part of sex is play before action and talks after the action. Just like that worst parts in single life are near to the love & sex. These are the three gooie goodie looking cactus you should be always careful of.

Crush (Crazy mouse in the underwear)
I still remember the day when first time I saw "him" and instantly fail in love with him.Crushes makes u crazy. It makes u feel standing naked into the office pantry, no matter how people are reacting, laughing on you, you just wanna stay stark naked and feel the so called "liberty". In realistic world this liberty is callled as love, but hold on this love & liberty need not to be the divine Love @ first sight. It could be worsen than that. If it is prolonging wthout getting the clue then it is like having a crazy mouse in your underwear. It will make you feel restless, lose your concentration, work, food, diet & eventually your health! After this it wll start series of further calamities. SO guy stay away from this syndrome.


Huggs (Hungry torso is in the air)
the next calamity in the row is itch for having an hugg.U see him, U feel him & now U wanna have him. U wanna be with that guy, talk to him, walk with talk letting each other's arms brushed. Talk talk talk till the day ends and you get back to your house. And just before taking the bus you get that strong urge of feeling his warm presence even close, close to your torso. You want to hold his tough arms and just be in his arms. Hold on guys we are in India and moreover in USA also gays don't do this in public. If we do so, who knows next day U will see ur pic in Times of India's article on mushrooming gay relationships in India.Need not to say a long drama at home, office, club & on facebook after that. So control that urge. Don't hugg him in public.

Single pair of leg (all is bad that ends bad)
U spend a whole long bad day in office. In the company of irritating cricket fans who screams on the fours, sixer & wickets. U do a big work in the office (need not to ask handle creepy boss). Remind and feel bad about ur exe and old relationships. after this whole long saga when u reach home and rest on your bed (which is actually your stadium of dreams since u r single, go for sleep and find only 2 legs in the bed. Those are yours. You didn't find any single pair of leg to rest ur heels upon. You dis not find some one else's toe to play with and hook with. A ll alone in bed you rubb ur legs on the silky bed sheet and crave for that new crush. So here you starts feeling need of the crush again and this turns into the unending cycle.

So guys these are the three biggest problems you will see in single life. These problems starts with love. I am not against love but showing the blueish side of love. Think about it.

Being “Choosy”

Mollita, my best gay friend and beloved friend cum sister could never found any cons in me except my choosy behavior. She thinks that I am dam choosy and it’s bad. But I think what’s wrong in being choosy?

So what if I have left many good looking boys unanswered till today and  turned down many proposal I was not choosy  with them they just were not like me. I am 25, single, decent in the big city, well settled and still I am single. Mollita just can’t take it. She wants to see me with very next available good English speaking Indian guy. She always counted my fault of being too choosy and showed many possibilities which would had came true if I hadn’t rejected last guy. Off course this is what she thinks about me. But what I see in me is I am happy and I like it, I love it in fact. And why I could get this happiness despite being single because I am choosy. It’s nothing wrong is hoping for higher things when you can offer it’s equal return. If I am expecting a very handsome, sweet, lovely guy then I also have many things in my closet to offer him. He will get freaked out my juicy combination of looks, body and heart. I am a dam romantic person I can offer him enormous lovely surprise an unending different ways to make love.

I have all this with me. So I don’t mind when people call me choosy. Because I know I am not choosy. I am looking something equal in fact.

Reminding some old sweet memories

Hello guys,

Here I am again doing live blogging by watching the movie "Papa Kahte Hain" & reminding few of my old sweet memories. I remember, I was in 7th standard when this movie was released.  Everyone was listening it's famous song "ghar se niklte hi" & discussing about new actress Mayuri Kango. One more thing which everyone appreciated from it's songs is beach of Mauritius, later it came to knew that that was the beach of Seychells not Mauritius (here I came to know first time about Seychells).

  I couldn't watch this movie then. But after some time it came on Doordarshan. And then I saw this movie. Before this movie I had seen many movies of the actor in this movie, so he was not new to me. I was keen to listen dialogues of Mayuri. But it went in other way. By then I had started enjoying the various favors of teen hood by my eyes. By then I had started liking few boys on TV and in my neighbor hood. But nobody made me feel special. But when I started watching this movie, I was paralyzed by the hott looks of Rohit . I was literally speechless and staring him like anything. In this movie Rohit appeared as fair, skinny, tall, handsome guy in his early twenties with sharp face features. He was a cute cutie pie and for a moment I literally felt elevated by his innocent looks and sweet nature. Here I decided, When I will grew up I am gonna have a sweet boyfriend like Rohit :)

I was very kiddo then. very childish and very dreamy too. Rohit and film really made me to forget the school problems. I liked his each and everything. In that movie Rohit carried a guitar and here was feeling happy after reminding that me too had ordered a guitar and would get it in next month. No matter I had started imitating him. Need not to say he was in my day dreams for next few weeks. I never knew that this simple movie will make me feel so good and make me fly. I loved each and every part of it. Why not? Apart from Rohit, dazzling performance of Anupamjee, chaotic Mayuri, full on jokes and stunning beaches of Seychells, means a complete combo full flavor meal. I felt stuck on the song "Pehle Pyar ka Pehla Gham". I t was a sad song in which Mayuri feels sad for the 1st pain of her 1st love. How touchy it was. A perfectly picturized song on a heartbroken beautiful girl and perfect lyrics gave me an idea of pain of losing and missing someone.

 I really liked that movie. Each and everything of it. It was in my days dreams for next several months. Rohit gave me an idea of the thing which I really wanted. Dreaming of getting a boyfriend like Rohit itself made me felt tickled in my stomach. Weeks, months passed. I became busy in my school and all these great memories slipped out of my mind slowly. But the name of the movie stayed in my mind as bunch of sweet experiences. 

By now I had lost those people, those memories, that sweet Rohit and that boy too, for whom the only wish in life was getting a boyfriend like Rohit. 

After many years I fell in love with a sweet, handsome boy. He was like Rohit but in his late twenties or early 30s. I Donno his exact age, my relationship with him was also like my relationship with Rohit. One sided. It was the first time I really loved someone like anything. Once gain I was experiencing all those good things which I experienced when first time I saw Rohit :) And one day it finished. Miraculously I was listening the same sad song from that movie.

If I hadn't seen this movie today I hadn't reminded all these sweet memories. Again I am feeling tickled, happy, jolly like a teen. Thank you movie, Thank you Rohit. For making me smile and know how lucky I am :)

Alluring Interracial Relations and other Hitches

Now days me reading a famous novel of Jhumpa Lahiri, a well know author of Indian origin who writes about lives people of Indian origin who are settled abroad. I like Jhumpa's writing, It's detailed. She explains each and every moments with various words. There are few thing which I noticed a lot in Jhumpa's writing are in every story there has to be a Bengali family and an Indian girl marrying white man. Since I m reading her these stories from many days my mind has started churning in different direction and I have actually first time I have started thinking about other way round Interracial relationships.


Wait!

Before we go ahead on this I wanna make few thing clear that I am too ordinary to discuss complication and crunches of racial issues. I am an Indian man who is living India. And still India is not that much educated to understand racial things.


What I want to present here is thoughts of mine on interracial relationships. If it wasn't from the movies of Gurwinder Chadhdha or Novels of Jhumpa Lahiri i hadn't come across the other beautiful side of interracial relationships and so it's pains. First time when I saw Indian Parminder Nangra kissing Jonathan Rhyes Myers frankly in the trailer of Bend it Like Beckham, my eyes stayed wide open, lifts got elevated and a small squarrel ran in my stomach. I was 16 then. Though I had come to know about me by then, it made me feel restless.I mean I wasn't expecting any Indian girl to kiss a white guy on TV. Anyway in reality they had messed my life by not leaving a single handsome boy in school single. They hijacked all my handsome friends and i was left alone spending long recesses in library. white guys were the only untouched piece, that also Ms Nagra had attacked by shooting a long kiss. Indeed I was envied, but it took me years to know that the internal hitching feeling was envy. So I kept ignoring such a good movies, novels, discussion about such girls, even such blue films also.


Years flown and I accepted myself one day. And dropped all the unpleasant, unnecessary views towards society. I became more active than being passive. I started reading news and discussion with more attention and handled discussions with confidence. I had become a very normal guy who wasn't hating anybody. By then I had realized that i envied such relations and seen Bend it like Beckham 11 times. (Actually in those days my inner passion was to get kissed by and Incredibly handsome gora like Jonathan Rhyes Myers.)  So the transit form reluctance to gay identity till acceptance of glory finished. At the end of the transit I was int the arms of handsome North Indian guy who was the perfect blend of my all wishes. He had all the things  which I wanted to see in my dream man. We both were happy. We were just like any other gay couple, but after a year we moved apart. It was a mutual decision to harness our careers. We were in love with each other, but we were practical also.So here I was again alone in the big Bangalore, spending weekend by doing shopping alone, reading blogs and visiting crosswords.
When I was with Anuj (My Exe by then) I had almost forgotten that once I envied interracial relationships of Asian and African women with Caucasian men. Even big billboards of United Colors of Benetton tried to remind me a lot but didn't clicked. The same unburned attempts were clicking my mind till I read Tasleema Nasreen's "French Lover". By the time I purchased that book to read I had became a complete gay with all experiences and had satisfactory experiences. So when I read the book and those all romantic, passionate, fierce, furious, nasty, ravishing physical encounters of Indian woman with her white french lover my mind got churned with so high speed that I uttered "wow" from my mouth. Even I envied that girl for few minutes. I found that interracial thing mind blowing and didn't found that high in any other kind of relationship. 


Now I was weird with firm choices and likes. I'd tend toward these kinda relationships now. I was encouraging them. To get this kinda spicy scoop I started reading Indian female feminist extremist writers' books, started watching cross over movies. It all was less so started digging history also. Read Wiliiam Darlymple's "White Mughals". And after reading that book I was  disappointed for living in 21st century India because I was fascinated by the facts of old colonized Indian where many many & many Indian women got married to these extremely handsome hunky white men all the way from England, France & other rich nations of Europe. It was like an golden era for Indian women where each Indian women had 2 choices. Either getting married to unfaithful, prejudices Indian husband and ask for sex favors from him or become the queen of high rank handsome young white British officer and enjoy the freedom, love and amazing sex. So obviously many Goras could get married to Indian women then. What an amazing era it would had been. None of the school history book taught about that though.
So this book helped me a lot to know ore about Indian women who got married and loved to European men. Here I observed one thing that throughout the book, I related myself with these women. I started reading this book for fun but ended up in emotional support. Why not? I am a gay after all, an important but invincible part of society. Curious to world but less respected creature in the society. just like women of old era. Seriously there is no difference between today's Indian Gays and yestercentury's  Indian women.


Throughout the book I was supporting, feeling happy for such women. The thing which made me to emphasized with them is LOVE. How ridiculous it is if you cannot stay with a person you love? You cannot spend your life with him? Americas, Europe are pretty mature but even today also many women from Asia, Africa who are having boyfriend from another races have to struggle a lot to convince their parents and society.
All this for what? and then too if they are not going for homosexual relationship which is "un-natural" to society?


So being a gay I believe that the amount and way we struggles for our relationships near to that  and close to that way these women also are struggling somewhere. I think we are not alone. What you think?


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