HOW to become UNFAITHFUL

HOW to become UNFAITHFUL

What an idiotic question!
It’s a nutshell…all you need to do is to play around

Here’s my easy 1, 2, 3 steps

1. Keep your fingers busy. Chatting and texing, da bomb! – Soonish, probably after an hour or so you’d be able to hook up someone.

2. Keep your memory sharp. The numbers of your ex’s, friends and the friends of your friends’ friends’ number, there’s a great possibility for a good re-encounter to happen or just assume it’s just deja vu

3. Keep your body in good shape. Be active, go out, walk around, stroll at the mall, hibernate at coffee shops, do bar hopping and in any minute you’d be able to bump into someone’s boobs and BANG!.

Talking In His Sleep
So you know everything about your lover
Wanna bet?

My oh my
How can this be there he goes
Talking in his sleep
By and by
He will connive does he know
He's talking in his sleep

The affair okay
He's corrupt
What do I do, what do I say
I feel ashimed, embarrassed, fatigued
Such a petty crime of sexual indiscretion

At night when he lays down
How I wish I could not hear the sound
But I could
On the things that he said

My oh my
How can this be
There he goes talking in his sleep,
By and by
He will connive does he know
He's talkimg in his sleep
Adultery that's what the call it
When you're married
Tell me something
Why is it that the man are forgiven and the women aren't?
I don't know may be, may be I should forgive him
May be I'm over-reacting what do you think...not!

The promisse he made
Said we'll be together for always
He's such a liar
Then he calls out her name

My oh my
How can this be
There he goes talking in his sleep
By and by
He will connive does he know
He's talking in his sleep

Guilty secrets
They are haunting my life
And he doesn't even know that I know
Can you hear him

The promisses he makes
Said we'll be together for always
He's such a liar
Then he goes out to burn me

My oh my
How can this be
There he goes talking in his sleep
By and by
He will connive does he know
He's talking in his sleep

Maturity comes in when you able to sustain a good relationship with someone without the issue of another party butting in. It’s not a sin to drool out to someone else but the effin’ “NO no No” is when you accommodate your senses, and let them take over your mind. We can think thousand of reasons on why infidelity happens; boredom, misunderstandings, lack of satisfaction, curiosity, pure pleasure or let just say the genetic make-up of a man. But screw up the balls and hold back the testosterone surge, be a man enough by keeping your words and staying with your principles.

Now if you gonna throw me that question, it would be hard to answer. I can’t stand a single tear to fall from my baby’s eyes because of infidelity.

one more night

Last night my heart was born once again – a strange emotion had transpired and it was unexplainable beyond any word to begin. It was like my heart was melting down until the wicks of my veins were burnt into ashes. The feeling was ephemeral just like the smile on your face that flashed in my thought in split of my heart’s beat…but in a something else. It seemed that everything had changed just like the rivulets that turned into a drought piece of land and my feeling was bursting just like the volcano that released its dormant tension after a decade of reining in. Your “sweet hellos” that gave me air for a jiffy but then it suddenly turned out to be the poison that torn down my heart and hopes. It was the strangest message that you uttered with pure delights of milk and honey but then it was meant to starve me to death.
And also last night my heart was buried six feet under the ground…

YOU decide...

I am busy doing nothing. Thoughts are running through my head about a lot of things, especially the call of flesh. Right now -at this point of time, I am struggling between the cunning sexual desire and the desire to contemplate. You can’t really serve to gods. Contemplation about life and sexual appetite are totally opposite poles. You have to decide which way are you going to. Contemplation versus Sexual Desire, an ongoing struggle for each of us and lucky is the one who has found the perfect mate to enjoy the flesh without the guilt of the standards that’s has been laid upon by the culture. The standards that keep my head spinning on how I will attain exclusion or how will I twist the stated rules by inserting a sense of relativity. But RULES are absolute, universal, (and stiff ) – the books say, the wise men say, they say. Though these were intended to maintain order and equilibrium, in some points these also (somehow) create instability in someone’s world, in someone’s world created different from the scope of the cultural realms, but you’re too insignificant to be noticed (because you think you are). After a tedious and thorough contemplation about the standards – the must-do, the more I realized how hard it is to fit in yourself in the written standards if you see the world in a deliberate opposite to the rules embedded upon your soul. The rules are simply meant to give a façade of balance but obviously almost everything is on the space of instability – maybe lost in wilderness. NOW YOU DECIDE; Conformity to the world that’s running the opposite of its definition or conformity to what you think is right for you? The good way is the hard way – they say, again. But I am decided now – I conform to the things that will make me happy because at the end of the day it’s only my world, my own world.