Jun 18th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“What is love? Is the power of love so since love is blind? I love you! Is our love story real or illusion?” – I bombarded Eva with more questions than she could have answered.
What is love?
“You love me. You may be an illusion… like a 3D shadow of whatever it can be; as well [...]
May 13th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“People are out to grab easy money, fast money, free money or even some unclaimed money lying over there somewhere, hidden from the eyes of others… what a corruption of life we have landed ourselves in!” – Eva was feeling every single word she was speaking in the absolute depth of it.
Easy Money
“How can we [...]
May 11th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“At times I doubt if I love you or I love money more… mad money making the mad world we are doomed to live in!” – I was still under the sad spell of Eva’s imminent departure.
“Everyone seems to be out there to love money like crazy… why on earth did we invent it at [...]
May 6th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“Money talks louder than love story reads. I’ll have to go and earn some money now.” – Eva sat down and took out her planner out of her rucksack.
“When do you plan to go?” – I was feeling I would miss her after she leaves.
“Not right now, but yes… in a few days I [...]
Apr 22nd, 2009
by gbsingh.
We turned two love hearts writing a love story making love the way mother of all sex games dictated us to.
Our game was over by now and we had slipped back into our clothes sipping tea together sitting on two rocks on the bank of the river Chandra Bhaga, Chandra and Bhaga being two tributaries [...]
Dec 1st, 2008
by gbsingh.
“You seem to be in love. Wanna match your love horoscopes? It’ll act like a love calculator.” – fell a voice in our ears as we were sipping our next cup of tea after Eva got free from snapping Khoksar children.
As we looked up, we found an Indian Sadhu (recluse) dressed up in saffron clothes [...]
Oct 18th, 2008
by gbsingh.
Savage love took me in and I just couldn’t say no.
Had it been even a little polished one, I would sure have avoided falling prey to it.
But it was so passionate that it rendered my mind empty and I followed its dictates as it kept guiding me on the spur of the moment.
And I still [...]
Aug 26th, 2008
by gbsingh.
Owing to violence in sports barring adventure sports, I could never play almost all the sports around the world all through my life!
I remember my mother forcing me to play, rather forcibly sending me to the sports ground with a hockey in my hand along with instructions to the senior players in the team to [...]
Aug 25th, 2008
by gbsingh.
My career search took a heavy toll on my life.
It’s not that I am repenting, or brooding or complaining even a bit at my personal level. Whatever I did with my career, I did out of a conscious choice assuming full responsibility for the same.
I am only observing myself as a sensitive representative of humanity [...]
Aug 23rd, 2008
by gbsingh.
My family tree could never be a matter of my pride.
It’s not because I didn’t love my family, rather I loved my kinship a lot; but I could never find anything special in them that I would be proud of.
I was born in a family that had been awfully disturbed just 4 years before I [...]