Wednesday, 30 January 2013

Flickering in the night sky

Flickering In The Night Sky
Tonight I looked into the sky
To see where you might be,
And there I saw the star that's you
For the entire world and me.
It sparkles in the dark night sky
The twinkles flicker bright
That guides my thoughts to where you are
No matter how far the flight.
So if ever I feel lonely
And need to be with you
All I do is look at that star
To where it point's at you.
But should you need me by you
To comfort or just to hold,
And feel my arms around you..

Sunday, 27 January 2013

The Playboy Rulebook

Playboy Rulebook
#method 4

Part 1

Choose your target. A loner girl. Emotional and alone.
Make her feel you don't like her and her habits. 
Compel her by using your charm (talks or physique or her interests or needs)
Be sweet and nice to her.
Have long romantic chats initially.
In that chat try to know what's her weakness.
Apply the 3c's
Convince or

(She's all yours now. Enjoy your dish)

Part 2:

Cut her out from her social circle.
Make your target alone.
Brainwash her knowing her weakness.
Make her beg for you and your love.
(state of orgasm. Enjoy being craved and begged. The feeling of superiority)

Part 3
Create circumstances for conflicts.
Stop giving food supply to her emotions
(By the time hunt new target)
Avoid her
Fight at every single thing.
Again use 3c's
To leave you by herself
(You can take up family issues as well and career too)

Do not forget to blame her for things and insult her.
Make her realize she's the culprit (ill character too)

Or be nice and promise to be there always (keep her as future option)

Move on to next..
All the best..

Last Pages of my Maroon Diary #6

Good Night Love,

I hope you slept well by now . 
I just wanted you to know how much you really mean to me,
My life was nothing when you were not there, and now that I do.
you gave me something to wake up for every morning. 
You're the reason I keep a smile on my face and the reason my heart races when you cross my mind, 
You are just that special to me. 
You're just my whole world 
You have my heart and I have yours
..and I wouldn't want it any other way..

I love you..
See you in dreams.. ♥

How do they bath..

How to Shower Like a Woman 

1. Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks. 
2. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. 
3. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups and mentally plan your diet. 
4. Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long sponge, wide sponge, and pumice stone.
5. Wash your hair once with Herbs and Protein shampoo with 43 added vitamins.
6. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.
7. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced with natural avocado oil. Leave on hair for 15 minutes.
8. Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.
9. Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and chocolate cake body wash.
10. Rinse conditioner off hair.
11. Wax arms and legs.
12. Turn off shower.
13. Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower. Spray Colin on spots use Harpic and Genda Phenyl.
14. Get out of shower. Dry with towel the “size of a small country”. Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.
15. Check entire body for Marks, tweeze hair.
16. Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.
17. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

How To Shower Like a Man

1. Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.
2. Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the 'woo-woo' sound.
3. Look at your manly physique in the mirror. Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your ass.
4. Get in the shower.
5. Wash your face.
6. Wash your armpits.
7. Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.
8. Make fart noises (real or artificial) and laugh at how loud they sound in the shower.
9. Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.
10. Wash your butt, pat it and make sound.
11. Shampoo your hair.
12. Make Shampoo bubbles.
13. Pee. While peeing pick one bottle out of your wife’s “bar-looking shampoo house” and read the label to know what exactly is it?
14. Rinse off and get out of shower.
15. Partially dry off. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.
16. Admire wiener size in mirror again.
17. Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.
18. Return to bedroom with towel around your waist. If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again.
19. Throw wet towel on bed.

The Temptation

"The Temptation"

Recapitulations make me shy, especially when they are sexual.
I had a sexual encounter with Afreen. That’s how I have saved his number in my contacts.
I had to because he is my cousin’s boyfriend and I don’t want things to be screwed up.
I have been listening to all intimate concurrences of Sakshi, my cousin and Praveen, Her boyfriend.
I realize, no matter how best friends you are, you must not share your relation or intimate session with your friend. Her stories tempted me and drew my attention towards Praveen.
Men are men, they can’t help it. It didn’t take much drudgery to crack him. Only I had to know his weakness- high heels.
I met him over Sakshi’s birthday for the first time, although had a talk over phone many times yet a face to face rub of eyeballs cast the spells.
To be honest I do not regret this cheat because he confessed not to love Sakshi and they were casually dating but eventually I got to know I am cheated and now Sakshi is getting married to Praveen.
I couldn’t do anything except laughing at myself while ogling the mirror, the night I knew I am ripped off.
Yes, I was hurt but strong enough to deal with this heart break and now I have to see his face and those despoilmenting eyes for life time... hello! I’ve a Sister-fucker now!!
Anyway coming back to the night I was bitten all over my body and I kind of liked it.
This was the first time I had a wild sex and tried a few new positions and he had down pat that how amateur I’m at making love.
I could not balance to be in his lap when he lifted me up and we both fell down, thankfully on the bed only.
So how It all started...
Sakshi’s birthday bash was actually a wild bohemian party aka Rave party. So, Not my fault if we lost control... Trance is itself a drug to senses and He was a huge, well built man with shabby look.
Long bedraggled hair, tacky look and unshaved though sexy. I don’t know why Sakshi chose this squalid personality, maybe she had a predilection towards men with hairy chest which is totally opposite to mine.
But as I said, I was mouse trapped by their stories so somewhere down the line I wanted to try all these new stuffs too.
Oh, by the way I forgot to mention I am married and elder to Sakshi by eight years.
My husband works in Illinois and I love him...
It was Praveen’s plan to organize the rave party and I had no idea what it was going to be.
All I knew was ‘booze till you’re kicked out or puke’ time. So with my permission this shindig took place. I was indoctrinated. I know I am not a kid and playing a part of being parent to Sakshi but, it happened.

As planned, we all were kicked out... I know there’s more to catechize but it was a grill-drill night, and...

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

The Clicked Shutterbug!

".. I am Raunak Chaudhary, twenty nine year old, a well known fashion photographer.
I am no more a struggler but yes, I was agonized by many eggheads and dickheads to reach up to this level.

Many were there, I learnt from and rest were kicked out of my life.
My targets were high and friends and family who do not understand you and your profession, X-out your feelings and sentiments towards them.

It happened with me also. I hate my father, Personally not socially. He never supported me. and I hate when he bluntly says,

" Kya din bhar nange ladke-ladkiyon ke beech ghoomta rehta hai"
I never replied him. Although felt like grabbing his collar and say.
' Damn! it's fashion photography and one out of a million reach here, where I'm standing now.'
Born and grown up in orthodox family. Rebelled and stepped out of my comfort zone just to live my dream but never aborted my values of respecting elders.
Most of the times it's keeping your mouth shut and listen to all the craps they're uttering.
I mean I never understood my elder cousin, a bank manager walks up to me and tells me the frames and 'tips' click. I feel like punching his right on his face and say.
'Stick your ass to your chair and DO NOT teach me my work'
yet again.. ELDER BROTHER!

How to explain the moment when your Best Friends, Friends-of-friends, and their friends lug you beneath the stage and ask you to click pictures with wedding couple.
or some who ask to 'shoot' their wedding as 'Wedding Gift' and later if I respect my profession and deny their demands.. 'Dosti' breaks up!!!

And how can I forget those silly girls who come hopping like some hens with a wide grin and pose like Victoria's Secret models giving me their 5 mega pixel android phone.
'hey baby.. click me too naa!' or those Facebook Chicks who add me for 'Sleep-to-shoot' concept.

and those snobbish attitude bombarding 'sophisticated' aunties who think I sleep with every blonde I click and I'm nothing less than Indian Hefner!!

Huff.. Yes, I'm Raunak Chaudhary.. above all is just a frustration I'm dealing with. Done with a full packet of Malboro. Got some infection on my inner thighs and cannot scratch . This is my story.. Wait, This is Sneha's story.
A beautiful bitch whom I loved a lot, who screwed me so well to be on the cover page of cosmopolitan that I left my family, my bank balance looked at me like the Hungry Richard Parker in Life of Pi, My friends kicked my balls that badly hit on my ass and left me alone and I'm left with nothing but backpack with some clothes and two underwear to repeat.
Another beautiful Sneha, who washed my underwear, taught me to be practical, was better than me in bed, A software Engineer and Never wanted to be a model and eventually left me too.. :/ I miss her big ass!

It is a love story of Sneha and Sneha.. Did you get me? Yes.. Sneha the second also.
Sneha I whom I loved and Sneha II whom I loved too and.. ah!

This is my love story.. and I am A Love Retarded, Rich, Handsome and Single Fashion Photographer! Raunak Chaudhary..