Dejections, Rejections & Addictions!

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I was waiting for my hair dresser to get free so he can mend my hair!(people who know me.... know why its called "mending" in my case).. How do i wild away my time.???. text or call someone.. no network!!.. So least i could do is pick up a random magazine n read an article.. that is, exactly, what i did today.. got my hands on a magazine, named, marie something( i never read a magazine... so plz pardon my lack of knowledge abt their names)...

Anyways, so, i flipped through some irrritating pages displaying various nail polishes n lipsticks n even lingerie's... n suddenly this caught my attention.. Story of a Sex Addict.. n the first thought that passed my mind was "Sex Addict" in a Women Magazine..

Indeed, it was a story about a woman who was addicted SEXUALLY..

What was interesting to read was this lady had a sad childhood, divorced parents, craved for love and hence, grew being an attention seeker. She found in her early teens that having sex makes her feel satisfied.. makes her feel SPECIAL!.. All she wanted to here from the guy is tht it was the best he ever had.. She had sex with 70 different men in 3months... Her addiction was her pleasure and her pleasure was her need... Leaving aside.. her dull mornings, full of dejections.. making her feel all the more lonely

Admist all of this.. she worked with elite class of people.. Most being, top most CEO's, Lawyers, Businessmen etc..

All of this was a part of her life.. till she met George, with whom things were different.. She married him.. and unlike the case would have been.. she was Faithful.. Loyal.. but soon was disinterested.. her passsion couldnt be satisfied.. she put on weight n had constant fights with George.. Work suffered.. It was mess... !!

She left George, shed her weight n went back to sleepin with different men and also not to forget got a double promotion.. Wow.. things were great.. as smooth as they could be.. except that she was lonely in the mornings.. lying on the floor all alone just wantin to b hugged n loved.. until she suffered a bad infection in her vagina due to too much sex...

Trying to reconcile her life.. her obsession with sex.. she found many men she slept with were already married .. who were never going to call her back.. she felt used.. just like any other whore.. !!

The article made me think... think hard.. just for the sake of covering our rejections.. most of us take up to addictions... but the pleasure of addictions are only momentary...

Every morning, like the lady, you wake up only to find more dejected.. n more rejected.. no matter how many cigarattes u puff or how much of cocaine u have... U R GOING TO BE LONELY EVERY MORNING...

Only you can help yourslef... ONLY YOU!

Emotional Whore!

Wanderin in the lonely nights,
A thousand questions in my eyes,
Feeling like a zombie,
Emotions on a high..

Was it all a dream?
Why do I want to scream?
I don’t think is all over yet,
Don’t you have any regrets?

I tried to fill in the space,
I tried working it all out
They weren’t just words
That slipped from my mouth..

Do you even care anymore?
How I feel like a used emotional whore,
All my love was just a play
U thought I was made of clay..

I m hurt within,
My heart doesn’t beat anymore.
But I don’t blame you for any of it,
For you were always the same

But the question remains…
Did I deserve all of this???

Meri Awaz...

Aaj mein kuch alag karna chahti hoon,
Duniya ki bheed bhad se zara door jana chahti hoon.

Thak gayi hoon is haar-jeet ki daud se,
Aaj me apni MAA ke godh me zara sona chahti hoon.

Kehte hai log, mujme badi himmat hai,
Aaj kisi apne ke kandhe pe sir rakhke rona chahti hoon.

Kahin Udna chahti hoon, Kuch kehna chahti hoon,
Aaj is duniya ki banayi hui har seema langna chahti hoon.

Kyu chup rahu? Kyu na aage badhu?
Aaj aapne har dar ka samna karna chahti hoon.

Kisiki beti, kisiki behen, kisiki dost, kisika pyaar nahi,
Aaj me apne aapko pana chahti hoon..

Aaj me kuch Alag karna chahti hoon,
Is dikhave ki duniya me.. Zara khushi dhundna chahti hoon..

Success wid U!

Vision Unlimited

Time Limited

The Way grows longer,

Makes me ponder.

Hunger to achieve

Makes me percieve

The want for success,

Makes me restless.

I climb every step,

Without any fret

I know YOUR hands,

Will b my fence.

Stay wid me,

your hands clutched

Wid mine

Hold me so strong,

lift me up

and Make me feel proud...

Bossom to Arid

Season's Come
Season's go
Season's changes
Arid dangers

Same is with my arms
There was blossom
It was awesome
Heart was blooming
Lips cherishing
Smile melted her
Arms felt her
There was blossom
It was awesome

Now its arid
Arms are worried
Heart is only beating
Lips are'nt meeting
Smile looks dry
Asking her why?
Now its arid
Arms are worried

Season's Come
Season's go
Season's changes
Arid dangers