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Happy Burger Day

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“Didn’t you get any rose today from your boyfriend?”
 
She smiles and says, “No.”
 
“Isn’t that sad?”
 
“haha…not really. It’s a phase. Every romantic movie that you watch is actually a story of people in love in their initial days. Like a girl meets a guy and all that butterfly moments. And we tend to think that’s how love is, and first few years, we try to go filmy. From Rose days to Valentine’s, we want to celebrate everything like how it’s done in film. After some years, we learn that relationship is more than that. From “I am in love” phase, we move to “I love.” In this phase, we actually understand what really is love in true sense. It’s no different than love for parents or your pets. It’s unconditional, it’s trust, it’s the sense of belonging, it’s the bonding and intimacy. You don’t need to do anything to prove your love. It can be felt naturally. The feeling is smooth and soft and calm, like best friends walking towards the common goal. In good moods, you make love; in bad moods, you take your space. You know each other so well that you have learned to set your expectations right, respect each other’s preferences and styles, accept the differences and learn to make peace within it and still be happy for having the person as the person is, because you just love that person as the way s/he is.
 
So ya, we have passed that honeymoon phase high in oxytocin. I don’t expect rose from him and he does not promise rose for me and still we can make best of the day. Of course, there is no harm giving or getting a rose but failing to do so will not make any difference because that’s just a dot in our universe of love. “
 
“I have no idea what you are talking.”
 
“Even I had no idea when I was in your phase”
 
She gets a text
“babe, I am hungry. Come down to my office, will treat you lunch at your favorite burger club.’
 
She shows the text to her, and says before leaving
“It’s our Burger Day, happy Burger day.”
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Photo Comments: Black and White Photography

Black and white photo collection from Kmag followers.

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On September 5, 2019, we had asked Kmag followers to post black and white photos that they have captured 

The following are the ones we deemed as best.  There were some other good pics as well but could not make it to the list here because of watermark being too distracting.

Insta @royaltuitui

Insta @sahidmartyr

Veezay Thapa

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jpt story: Rape

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” I was raped.”

Society: “By Whom?”

“By my boyfriend.”

Society: “Where?”

“In my friend’s room.”

Society: “You were with your boyfriend at your friend’s room?”

“Yes.”

Society: “Why were you with him alone in a friend’s room?”

“Because I wanted to have a quiet moment with him.”

Society: “What do you expect from a guy who is locked inside a room with his girlfriend?”

“Are you justifying rape?”

Society: “No but then, you could have avoided the situation.”

“Are you saying I am to be blamed?”

Society: ” I am blaming both of you.”

” Why both?? why not just him??”

Society: “Because you too gave a chance.”

“What chance did I give??”

Society: “You should not have been there in the room with him alone.”

“You are justifying a rape on the ground that men are prone to act cocky if given a chance, so women should be extra careful, RIGHT??”

Society: “HE IS YOUR BOYFRIEND. That’s natural for a man with intimacy to take an advantage”

“Let’s put it differently. I was with my husband inside a room. Does it sound funny if I say, I was raped by my husband?”

Society: “No”

“Will you blame me as well for being raped because I was with him inside a room?”

SOCIETY: “BUT, but, but……”

“Let me begin. My boyfriend had sexual intercourse with me without my consent. He did not respect my wish, did’t look for my consent, didn’t care about my state. Yes, I love him, yes I was with him inside a room, yes I was lying next to him. Regardless, I was not for sex, I didn’t give consent and he still went ahead with.  THAT IS RAPE!! I was raped by my boyfriend and I want justice. Period”



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Facebook Love: It was complicated

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Hey” was her first message
I’ll be always there” was the last
Between those, there were lots of messages
That’s the story of love in pieces

Good morning” was how it all used to start
Go sleep, pineapple dream” was how it used to end
Between those, there were lots of greetings
That’s the story of love in pieces

Can we meet?” was how she took the first step
It was nice meeting you” was how I took my chance
Between those, there were lots of giggles and talks
That’s the story of love in pieces

I won’t be available, take care of yourself” was what used to happen
Hey am back” was how it used to restart
Between those, there used to be lots of missing
That’s the story of love in pieces

So many selfies, so many coffees
Park, mall, movies and what not all
Between those, there was a love in making
That’s the story of love in pieces

Happy anniversary…we met last year, FB says
Seriously? How fast times flies”
That used to be big celebration
Between those, there were lots of celebrations on every Day’s and festivals
That’s the story of love in pieces

One day,
She got a message “Hey” from him.
hello there” was her reply to him

This time, that guy was not me.

That’s the story of love in pieces




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