Hello Everyone,

Over the course of my life, I’ve embraced a number of different hobbies: Cricket, tennis, Badminton, listening Music, playing Guitar and just to name a few. But none of them have changed my life or brought me as much satisfaction as writing something and the other. Writing on Life, challenges in life, Love, Betrayed, Hurts, Romance, Death, Shayaris, Songs and so on. In almost too many ways to count, it has changed me and the way I live my life.

Few points why I have started with my blog (Even If I am Not a Writer):-

  • To become a better writer.
  • It helps to learn new things.
  • It create challenges in me.
  • To become a better thinker.
  • To live a more intentional life.
  • To develop an eye for meaningful things.
  • To live a healthier life habits.
  • To meet new people.
  • To inspire others.
  • To become more comfortable being known.
  • To serve as a personal journal.
  • To become more confident.
  • To find a platform to recommend.
  • To develop Positive thinking.

Hope you all are ready to read all my upcoming blogs on the regular basis or whenever I post the new blog. 




Shayari – “Bewafai Se Wafa”

Dosti karni hai toh Bewafai se kar…
Wafa toh bewaqt saath chodkar jayega ….

Barosa karna hai toh bewafai pe karo…
wafa toh bewaqt barosa tod kar chala jayega….

Wafa ka saath chodogey to bewafai saaath degi….
Bewafai ka saath chodogey to bewafai hi wapis aayegi…



She Is Not Easy to Love and To Forgot

She is difficult to love, but only in the sense that she has high standards. She is unwilling to settle for one-sided love. If you are going to enter a relationship with her, you need to commit. She is not interested in holding half of your heart or half of your attention. She wants all or nothing.

She knows what she deserves, which is why you should expect her to speak up whenever you disrespect her. She will not allow anyone to walk over her. If you hurt her, you are going to hear about it. She refuses to bottle up her emotions because being authentic is in her blood. She doesn’t know any other way to conduct herself.

She has a fire within her that she is unafraid of releasing. When she is angry, she will spend hours ranting about whatever is on her mind. When she is upset, she will cry buckets in front of you. She won’t pretend everything is okay when she feels like her world is falling apart. She will be real with you, even when you would rather hear pretty lies.

If you want her, you are going to have to fight for the relationship. She will do the same, but she won’t do it alone. She won’t be the only person putting effort into your love.

She is not easy to love because she will do what is right, not what is comfortable. She won’t let you get away with murder. When you screw up, she won’t forgive you if it seems like your apologies are inauthentic. She won’t give you a third chance if you have proven you cannot be trusted. She won’t put you before herself because she loves herself.

The thought of being single does not scare her — and that’s what makes her such a force to be reckoned with. If you hurt her, she will not hesitate to leave you. It doesn’t matter how much she cares about you. If you stop treating her well, she will stop coming around. She will drop you the second she gets reduced to your second choice.

Because of her high standards, you might consider her difficult to love, but she is also difficult to forget.

After she leaves, you will miss the way she looked at you like you were the only person she saw. The way she told the truth even when a lie would be easier. The way she never let anyone else stop her from speaking her mind.

Long after she leaves, you will still be trying to figure out a way to get her back, because you won’t want to live without her.

Even though you felt like she was difficult to love while you still had her, you are going to realize how much more difficult it is to forget her.

Inspiring Love Story!!!

This is a true story that happened in Japan.

In order to renovate the house, a Japanese man breaks open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls.

When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there, because a nail from outside had been hammered into one of its feet.

He sees this, feels pity, & at the same time curious. When he checks the nail, it was nailed 5 years ago, when the house was built!!!

What happened?

The lizard had survived in such a position for 5 yrs!!!

In a dark wall partition for 5 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling.

Then he wondered how this lizard had survived for 5 years without moving a single inch, since its foot was impaled!

So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, to see what it has been doing, and how it has been eating

Later, not knowing from where it came, appears another lizard, with food in it’s mouth.

Ah! He was stunned and touched deeply.

For the lizard that was impaled by the nail, another lizard had been feeding it for the past 5 years.

Imagine? It has been doing that untiringly for 5 long years, without giving up hope on its partner.

Imagine what a small creature can do, that a creature blessed with a brilliant mind cannot do.

Please, never abandon your loved ones. Don’t turn your back on people because they are in difficulty. Don’t see yourself as more intelligent or the best. You may be a bit luckier today but life is uncertain and can change things tomorrow….

A Moment of negligence might break the very heart which loved you against all odds..

Before you say something just remember…

*It takes a moment to break, but an entire lifetime to make …………*

God created space within our fingers so that we can hold hands……

Be there for somebody today.

Love one another!!

Erotic Story – Part 3

She wanted to stop him when he was pushing so hard, she hated when this wet thing happened. “Wait a minute…” she let out quietly and hoped he’d hear her. But he didn’t and she squirted, you can say that it was against her will. She lost her consciousness for good thirty seconds and when she could finally think again she looked at him with a blush in her cheeks. She had to catch her breath so she just allowed her body to fall on the table. A few more twitches came from her lady parts to her whole body and she raised her head at last to see him gazing at her with his mouth slightly open. Just then he realized it and closed his mouth with his hand still holding his erect penis. He moved closer to insert it in again when she put her hand on his belly to stop him. “Wait a minute please.” she said a little louder, without the words being swallowed in her moans this time.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at her. “Don’t tell me that you have enough!” he laughed. He leaned above her and took one her hand very gently to pull her up. He let go of his penis and pushed her closer to the edge of the table. They were so close, it was just a temptation. He hugged her to feel her warmth and just like he expected, the emotions flowing from such a tender hug made her grab his penis and navigate it back inside. She started kissing him just when he was putting him inside as deep as he could.

He felt his penis sliding into her, the feeling of this connection overwhelmed him, so he stayed inside her while they were kissing. She was shaking a little bit, last echoes of the orgasm she just had. He loved when she was shaking, he loved how she was losing control over her body during orgasm and started trembling, but these subtle movements she did were hypnotic, he just wanted to be there inside her and feel each unconscious movement her body did and he wanted to kiss her all the time. After what felt like a few seconds, she started moving her pelvis making his tool slide outwards and inwards, she wanted to say something but he silenced her with another of the kisses and moved his hips a little bit forward so his cock went all the way inside and as she was not expecting, her body reacted to the shock while she let out another of her moans through the kissing.

After a few minutes of lovemaking he pulled himself out and roughly made her climb down the table. Once on the floor he turned her around and bend her over. She let her body rest on the table and while watching those beautiful long hair spread out on her back, he inserted his cock inside her vagina again and started roughly thrusting. Her butt cheeks reacted to every hit and he knew he would not hold himself much longer.

As he made her come down off the table she almost fell to her knees, or she would for sure if he didn’t turn her around so fast. Oh my, I’ve had enough! She couldn’t believe it either, not having sex for a week made her mad… and now she can’t take any more. Without any strength left in her muscles she lied down on the table and gave in to him.

As he started to fuck her harder almost every third thrust meant an orgasm. She wanted to think about dignity and tried to look beautiful, but her brain was working less and less with every second. She was moaning at first, then screaming under the power of his hands and hips. Her whole body was shaking, muscles appeared to tighten and relax themselves in very chaotic contractions, her nails were scratching the table and her fingers pulling her own hair. Quietly he started to moan, which aroused her even more and made her orgasms exceptionally intense. He almost made her cum again, but suddenly everything stopped and he came instead of her. Thank God! she thought to herself. She felt the warm rain on her back while constantly shivering.

He gasped. His knees were suddenly weak and as soon as he finished spraying the last of his semen across her naked back he fell to his knees. As he was catching his breath he noticed how she is still shivering, even after a good minute it not only didn’t stop, but it also seemed it was still retaining the magnitude it had right after he slipped out. Finally he gathered enough strength to stand up again. She had her eyes closed, her fists were clenched as if she was trying to hold on to something and the rest of her body was continuously shaking hinting her incredibly long-lasting orgasm. “Uhmm… where do you keep tissues?”

She was still shaking though not as much as before, she moved her hand towards the shelf on which indeed was a box with tissues. As he was wiping that white sticky fluid from her back and throwing one drenched tissue after another to the floor, she started to use her feet to finally stand up. “You are all clean.” he smiled “Do you think I could use your shower? I’m all sweaty.”

After the shower, he put his clothes on, and waited for her to finish her own cleaning procedure. When she finally left the shower, he leaned in for a kiss. “Good night darling.” That was all he said before he went to the door to leave.

She didn’t want him to just leave like that. After having so many orgasms at such a short period of time, her feelings towards him were immensely magnified. “Wait!” she almost screamed at him. He could wait until I finish in the shower, Im sure hes not in a hurry. She walked towards him through the hall as fast as her feet allowed her to and hugged him. The feel of his body made her horny again but she tried to ignore it. He loosened the grip so she could kiss him goodbye. The kiss was long, but what was more important, it was full of love.

Come on, ask him to stay, ask him to sleep with you, ask him! Before she could say something, he stepped back and gently rubbed her cheek. “Good night!” he said with that sweet and kind smile. “Good night…” she replied quietly, with disappointment in her mind. She closed the door and watched him walk away. Ok! Lets masturbate!

Erotic Story – Part 2

He was pushing her to the door and passionately kissing her. His hands were like a scanner running through her whole body, discovering every bit and worshipping it with his gentle touches. At first his hands were curious and careful, but after a while he became more excited and it showed in the intensity of his touches. But it wasn’t the only way she felt it. She could feel it under her belly, rubbing and pushing against her.

His penis was hard like a rock and she started to feel warmth and dankness in her pants. She knew she doesn’t have to think about it, she wouldn’t regret it under any circumstances. She hated foreplay but for some reason she couldn’t take her lips off his. She finally forced herself to stop kissing him on his full smooth lips and started kissing him on his cheeks, so that she could take his shirt off easier. He helped her and he was half naked in half a second. He took her face in his hands, looked in her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew that what was about to happen will stay in her mind forever.

He knew her opinion on foreplay, but for some reason, it was impossible to stop caressing her body. She looked like a goddess despite her being completely without make-up. As he stopped to take a breath, he could see her excitement and that made him almost lose his mind. He grabbed her and with a firm yet gentle push made her go into the dining room. There he kissed her again and without stopping kissing her, he put her on the table. His hands were now caressing her thighs, they were so smooth and pleasurable to touch. He pushed his body closer to hers, feeling her breasts softly squish under the pressure. His hard penis touched her in between her legs and she let out a silent moan. Isn’t it unfair? I am half naked and she still has her pyjamas. With this thought he helped her took her sleeping shirt off. Weren’t it for his now uncontrollable desires, he would stare at her perfect breasts with an open mouth, instead he now used this open mouth to kiss her on those beautiful teats, his tongue learning every curve they had. She let out another moan when he gently used his teeth, with another burst of excitement he was ready to move his mouth lower.

She knew what he was about to do. Oh no you won’t! She grabbed his hair and brought him back on her lips quite roughly. She didn’t want to waste another minute with foreplay. As they were kissing she slowly unzipped his pants. She gently pulled them down with his shorts, unleashing his hard penis out. He knew what he had to do so he took her panties off with his skilled hands. He brought his body closer to her and she started rubbing his penis while kissing him on his neck. He let his head lean back and moaned a little louder as he was enjoying the pleasure. She then moved her lips to his and started gently kissing him, while her one hand was still rubbing his cock. She used her other hand to pull him closed to her. Like this she made him insert it inside as deep as he could while she let out another moan. She put both her hands on his back while he was holding her with one hand on her butt pushing her towards his body, thrusting quite slowly but strong. His other hand was like a passenger running from her hair on her back and then on her breasts and then on her hips.

His excitement grew with every moan she let out and with that excitement grew the frequency and power of his thrusts. He could no longer hold her in one place using only one hand and so he repositioned his hands on her hips so she wouldn’t slip away on the table. A loud moan let him know she liked the change, but it could also be caused by him thrusting her against his erect penis. He went on and on and his sweat started dripping off him, yet he seemed to not notice because he continued without even stopping to wipe the sweat off his forehead. At this point the girl under him was screaming and that in combination with the look at her body with her back arched and her breasts shaking in accordance with her body would normally be enough for him to finish, but tonight was different. He continued thrusting not minding her pleas to stop and suddenly aside from usual contractions of her vagina during orgasm he felt unusual pressure on his penis which eventually forced him to pull out. She was ejaculating, It was rather powerful squirt covering him in more love juice with every tremor of her body. When he looked in fascination at her face he could see she is barely conscious.

To be Continue….

Erotic Story – Part 1

The city was silent as it was always at this time. Occasional car or motorcycle broke this almost artificial silence, but only for a few moments. As he was walking through this nearly unnatural calmness he had to make a sound every few minutes, so he wouldn’t be scared. Several streets away cats started fighting their spooky screeches not quite fitting into its surroundings. Almost there. She didn’t know he was coming over to her place, it was meant to be a surprise a welcomed one as he hoped.

He stopped on the streets corner and looked at her window, there was light, she wasn’t sleeping yet. He looked down at his phone, it said it was 23:47. I still have some time till midnight. She wasn’t one of the romantic types, but he hoped she will appreciate the gesture. The sky was clear not even a trace of any cloud, but when he looked up, he saw only a few stars, one of the downsides of living in the city. The street lights blinded him and for a second panic seized him. What time is it? But the phone showed 23:58. He took a deep breath and pressed the button next to her name.

Another lonely night was in front of her. Another two hours of masturbating and following pain in her wrists. Oh well, that’s what you get when you don’t wish for serious relationships. Maybe I could call him, at least for once. Even though I wouldnt quite appreciate the sleeping together. She turned off her computer and went to the window. The darkness was so calming, just a few people on the street. The city was going to sleep and she planned to do the same. As she slowly walked towards her bed she got a creepy feeling, like someone was watching her. Just another paranoid feeling, she thought to herself. It was almost midnight. And they say miracles happen at midnight… Thinking about him really didn’t help her to get in the mood for masturbation, but she never actually needed the mood. She was already typing the name of her favorite porn website on her phone when she heard the doorbell. Omg another prankster, she thought just before pushing the button to open front door, not really caring about who gets into the building.

Only a few seconds passed and he already made up what he will say to the com, so that she would open. He smiled to himself, she would be so surprised when he spoke to her, but without the warning the door started buzzing and his smile vanished. She unlocked the door, is she expecting someone? Surely that would explain why she is still awake. With this surprise, he almost turn around and walked away. He stepped inside. She lived on the first floor, under her apartment was just a storage room and her neighbors lived across the hall. As he was walking the stairs he started to feel more and more anxious. What if she doesn’t want to see me, what if I am to intrude on some other acquaintance of hers? He was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn’t notice he was standing in front of her apartment already. He checked his phone, this time it showed 00:13. How long have I been standing here? Once again he took a deep breath and gently knocked. Nothing happened. He knocked again with increased intensity, yet nobody seemed to hear that. In frustration he pressed hard at the button next to her door and the bell made surprisingly loud sound „CRRRRRRRRRRRR“. Now she will surely open the door, but what will her mood be after such rough disturbance?

She hoped this person just forgot his keys or wants to surprise someone else without them noticing. But no. She was already laying back in her bed wearing only her long sleeping shirt when the doorbell to her apartment rang again. Will I NEVER masturbate again?!? Quite annoyed she got out of her warm bed, put on some panties and walked to the door to look at whoever was making her so angry. She was shocked after seeing who’s behind the door. He remembers where I live! What is he doing here? I guess that midnight miracles do happen! She had no idea what to do, be happy or not, whether to open the door now or wait, dress more or stay in the shirt. She stayed not moving for a minute, then decided to unlock the door and slightly open them. She leaned into the space the opened door offered and when their eyes met, both of their faces shined with the widest smile. “Hi, do you want to come in?”

All he hoped for was that invitation, but when it came he froze. He was smiling, his eyes were full of excitement, yet his body failed to oblige. She was beginning to look a little impatient when finally his legs moved. When he was inside, she closed and locked the door. He was so sure that he looked like an idiot, staring at her with open mouth. She was gorgeous, her round face beautifully fading behind her long dark hair, surely silken on touch. She was not exactly slim, but the curves she possessed must have made any man drooling. He swallowed the saliva quickly filling his mouth, somehow her attire made her even more desirable, strange since it almost covered any resemblance of her curves.

Somehow it made her look otherworldly. She finished locking the door and he raised his eyes from her hypnotizing ass. Their eyes met once again and all he remembered after was how he pushed her to the door and their lips met. His hands started in her hair but soon they moved lower. He couldn’t control himself, and everything suggested she knew that and this knowledge made her even more demanding.

To be Continue….

Hiding My Feelings

Blame it on society,
blame it on modern dating,
blame it on the city I live in
that doesn’t root for people like me

But I’m becoming so good at hiding things;
like my feelings,
my loneliness and
my love for you.

I smile at the ones who hurt me
and pretend like I didn’t spend days
crying over them,
wanting them to want me back.

I pretend like I’ve already let go
because holding on is weakness,
holding on means you don’t know
the kind of love you deserve.

I act like everyone is just a friend,
I’m not looking for anything more
because wanting more means
pushing away the ones you care about.

So I hide how I feel.
I say I’m happy they’re dating,
I’m happy they found love
as I continue to mend my broken heart.

I pretend that I like loneliness,
that solitude is good for me,
good for my work.
I pretend like I don’t need anyone.

And I keep hiding my pain.