What is Friendship? In the light of Philosophy

There was a line in John Donne’s famous prose Meditation 17.

“No man is an island.”

This line truly expresses the need of a friend in a man’s life. Indeed, there is no one who can live alone on this planet. That is the reason God has made different types of relationships, for instance, friendship. Friendship is one of the best types of relationships that a person can have.

If you want to know the true meaning of friendship, you should look at its definition and think about the significance and virtues of a true friend.  Many philosophers of the bygone era such as Aristotle had talked about friendship in detail.

As indicated by Aristotle, nobody will ever pick to live without a friend. This thought from Aristotle throws light on the fact that why people with all the power and wealth are, most of all in need of a true companion.

He even included that what might be the use of those possessions when you don’t have anybody to share the joy of being prosperous. Apart from being your well-wisher, a true friend will also help you guard and protect your prosperity. Friends are more commendable to men in their hard times, in times of poverty and despair, for they can see their friends as their only place of refuge.

“Friendship is as important as life itself.” ~As quoted by Aristotle, intense and strong.

Friendship covers everyone, old and young, poor and wealthy. It covers the breath of the kinds of individuals you find within the society.

What is Friendship? In the light of Philosophy, www.mariyamhasnain.comTruth be told, rich men require friends the most as they will become the loneliest souls on earth without a true friend. Friendship reduces the risk of destructive behavior, depression, anxiety and other common ailments that a person can suffer when he is alone.

This can be proven because in hard times you will simply look for some help from your true friend.

With this thought, you can already imagine that friendship enhances your life since it improves you as a person. In you endeavor to help or serve your friends, you grow and achieve mental strength and maturity as a human being. This makes you a better and kind individual.

These facts of philosophy are good enough to explain you the importance of true friends in your life.

And it is said, “A girl without a friend is a like a fish without water, a bird without feathers.”

So if you adore your friends and cherish your friendship with them, here’s my new novel “The Wedding Planner,” that celebrates the very emotion of friendship and what it take to be a good friend. It explains the true meaning of friendship and love.

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How to Find Out If Someone Loves You

Finding out whether your crush loves you or not is more than just plucking the flower petals.

Now, the question is how to find out if someone loves you are not.

Is it a rocket science? No, not at all. It’s very easy to find out if the person is really in love with you are not.

All you got to do is to observe the person carefully for the following signs and body gestures.

  • Touch: Touch is the least difficult gesture of expressing fondness. This could be as basic as holding hands or as protective and close as a kiss. A casual arm on your shoulder while strolling or even when you guys sit together, either alone or in a group is yet another indication that the person is falling for you.
  • Whisper: Whispering, cherishing, complimenting or other positive words in your ear. This activity is unquestionably one that delineates closeness and love. Telling you how much you are missed when you were apart is also an indirect way of communicating fondness.
  • Getting things done for you even when you haven’t requested for them is also a beautiful indication that your crush is also crushing on you. You will feel loved and special when these things happen to you with no prior intimation or say come as a surprize.
  • Are you receiving gifts that don’t imply a specific event? It’s not your birthday or any special day but you get a bouquet of flower or your favorite piece of music or a book from your favorite author. People do these things to unintentionally express their love and warmth. These gifts are not necessarily costly but rather essentially insightful and true.
  • If someone starts spending quite a lot of time with you, willing to try new things with you, takes interest in your hobbies and activities, compliments you not just on your looks and dress but also on your achievements and the person you are, there are high probabilities that he or she is in love with you.

Now, take a step back and review things that someone does for you. This will definitely help you find out if a person is truly in love with and is willing to take their relationship to a next level.

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[MARIYAM’S NEW BOOK RELEASE] The Wedding Planner

[MARIYAM'S NEW BOOK RELEASE] The Wedding Planner, www.mariyamhasnain.comHi Folks,

Have you planned about your Holidays. I understand many of you prefer going out and having fun. But I know many of you would like spending the cold days under the warmth of the furry blanket, either relaxing on the sofa and watching your favorite movie on Netflix or curling up with a cute romantic novel.

So, if you are the ones who prefer curling up on the couch with a book, my new book is all set to warm up your heart. The Wedding Planner is releasing in the month of December, and I am giving away the first chapter FREE to those who are interested. So, stay tuned for my e-mails.

The Wedding Planner is a Second Chances in Love novel. It’s an Indian Small Town Romance set in the fictional town of Awadh.

Here’s a small summary of the book. Let’s see if it sparks your interest.

Blurb

Marriages are made in heaven but celebrated on earth. And those who make these celebrations memorable and extravagant are called wedding planners.

This sweet contemporary romance novel is also a story of one such wedding planner.

After surviving a tumultuous marriage, Nayela Faruqi returns to her hometown of Awadh. She buys the royal Shanbagh Palace not only to convert it into a wedding house but because of the connection she felt with the old harbor of Nawabs.

If not great, Nayela is at least living a peaceful life with her daughter Maira when someone strums the cords of her life.

In walks, Yasir Ahmad Shah, Nayela’s brother-in-law and the owner of the vast Shah Empire.

Nayela is taken both by shock and surprise when she meets Yasir who once was a close friend of her. Someone she could really count on after her parents.

Yasir had a soft corner for Nayela. He in fact loved Nayela but accepted Nayela and Faraz’s marriage as his brother fell head over heels for Nayela.

Now, when Faraz is gone and Nayela struggles with the hardships of single motherhood while establishing her foothold in the wedding business of Awadh will Yasir’s presence carve any impression on Nayela’s lonely heart. Will Yasir bring any change in Nayela and Maira’s dull and lonely lives? Will Yasir ever be able to show his heart to Nayela? And will Nayela ever be able to see Yasir more than a friend. Will she ever realize Yasir’s love ignoring the reality of Yasir being her dead husband’s brother?

And if the lonely hearts ever find love in each other will Zareen Ahmad Shah, Yasir’s mother and Nayela’s mother-in-law, accept Nayela back in the Shah Household?

Enjoy the romantic ride of relationships, human emotions, love, trust, and friendship with this heartwarming second chances romance novel.

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That’s it for now. Happy Weekend!

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Romantic Short Stories: Life Is Not a Fairy Tale

Hello Friends,

It’s Monday, and I’m here with yet another steaming shot of short love stories. Hope you’ll like it.

Title : Life is Not a Fairy Tale

Life was no less than a fairy tale for Meera up until her wedding. Her dreams shattered as she welcomed the bitter and the most traumatic truth of her life.

She still recalled how adamant she was to get married to Aryan, her friend’s elder brother. Unknown that their marriage was going to be the biggest disaster for her.

She couldn’t see the monster hidden underneath the pretty package. It was so easy for her to fall in love with tall and handsome Aryan, the owner of penetrating green eyes.

It had been three years now. Three years of her transformation from a careless impulsive rich spoilt brat to a diligent and responsible woman.

“Got to go now, Aryan will be home anytime.” Meera rose to her feet and stormed out of the glass door of Ella’s Beauty Salon.

“Wait up. Care to remove the curlers.” Ella shouted as she saw hurried Meera marching towards her car.

Ella was Meera’s friend and a beauty therapist. Meera met Ella when Aryan relocated from Hicksville to Sapphire Heights three years ago.

The relocation was initially for business purposes but later Aryan fell in love with the calm and serene Sapphire Heights, making the place their home.

Meera had no choice but to accept whatever Aryan imposed on her.

Driving back home in her luxurious Limo, Meera received Aryan’s text.

Meet me at sunset point.

“Sunset point, now…why?” Confused, she mumbled under her breath.

“We’re going to Sunset Point, Tim.” She told the driver as she removed the curlers from her hair, barely disturbing the tendrils of her long brown hair.

And the next moment, the black Limo raced up toward the northern end of the town.

Sunset Point was a spot located at a peaking height. Known as lover’s spot, Sunset Point was famous for giving a bird’s eye view of the entire town of Sapphire Heights.

Why he wants to meet me at Sunset Point, when there’s nothing romantic has left between us. The way he has treated me over the past three years, it’s ridiculous to meeting at a lover’s paradise.

Meera could see Aryan’s dominant silhouette in the evening sun. He was standing with his face towards the setting sun.

Meera walked towards him with slow baby steps. There was a soothing calm all around. The chirping birds played a love serenade. She could recall how she fell in love with Aryan.

She met Aryan on her friends’ Naina’s birthday and instantly fell in love with her best friend’s elder brother.

She never knew how dangerous it would be falling for a disciplined army man. Her life turned upside down when she married Aryan after a short courtship of two months.

She never expected Aryan would act like a ringmaster for her wife. She had to be on her toes all the time. Her waking, sleeping, lunch, dinner times were all set by Aryan.

“Hi,” a slow whisper escaped her lips as she neared him.

He turned around, a halo of sunlight kissing his evenly set honey-brown hair.

“Happy birthday, my wife.” He came close and held a blue velvet box to her.

“Birthday? Aw, shucks, I forgot it…”

“But, I remember.” He leaned closer and took out the diamond pendant from the box. “Shine like this always.”

She couldn’t work out how the dictator had transformed into a passionate lover overnight.

“What’s wrong? I mean why are you doing all this.”

“I’m sorry, precious, for being so rude to you all the time. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

“What?” Her eyes narrowed.

“I know it’s overwhelming but I got to tell you this?” He looked in her eyes, sliding the necklace around her sculpted neck.

The touch of his fingers on the nape of her neck gave her goosebumps. She couldn’t resist but to look inside those green striking eyes.

“I wanted you to be a woman you are now. Smart, confident, disciplined, and strong.”

“And how can you say I’m the one…”

“See this…” Aryan handed Meera the offer letter from one of the biggest publishing houses in the States.

“I always wanted you to achieve your dreams. You were good at writing and I wanted you to follow your dreams. Something that’s not possible if you don’t bring a change about yourself.”

“But you never told me that you want me to write….”

“Some things are left unsaid.” Aryan kissed Meera’s long artistic fingers as the sun hid behind the clouds.

~End~

 

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Romantic Short Stories: Love Off the Field

Hello, Friends! It’s Monday, and I’m here again with a new short love story. This week’s romantic short story is about the personality clash between a hugely successful sport’s person and his sports manager. Hope you like it…

Title: Love Off the Field

“Aren’t you the luckiest girl in this world?” Aryan smirked as he pulled out a chair.

Shanaya lifted her head and looked up. Her eyes landed on an outstandingly gorgeous man, and a lump formed in her throat. “Ex…cuse…me…” She fumbled trying hard to swallow the bite of her vegetable sandwich.

“Water?” He raised the glass of water seating next to her.

“Thanks…” She sipped some water from the glass and placed it back on the table, gathering her strewn thoughts.

She had been in awe since she was appointed as the sports manager of Aryan Malik.

The young and dashing captain of the Indian Cricket Team was quite a player off the field as well. With a deeply dimpled smile and 6 feet tall frame, he could make any woman’s imagination run wild. However, Shanaya Khanna was not like any other girl.

It was her oozing confidence that swept Aryan off his feet. Their first meeting and he lost his heart to her. But aware of Aryan’s womanizing habits, she maintained a professional distance between them, no matter how hard Aryan tried to woo her.

“You’re ten minutes late.” She adjusted her glasses on her thin straight nose and looked in his direction only to find him staring at her, smile dangling at the corners of his lips.

“I’m flattered. I was an hour away and you started missing me.”

“We expect your cooperation in making things better.”

Romantic Short Stories: Love Off the Field, mariyamhasnain.com“I’m all yours Miss, do whatever you want.” He stretched his back against his chair and widened his arms. The chiseled expanse of his chest peeked through the translucent fabric of his sports T-shirt.

Shanaya was in her prime and Aryan’s nearness was causing some serious heart palpitations and gasping at her end.

She tried to control her rapid heart beat concentrating on the things she needed to discuss with him.

“So, let’s begin. You gotta work on your diet and exercise routine. I think you’re not paying proper attention to types of food you take. From now on, no oily and starchy food. Only proteins. And yeah, we need to work on building a good boy image of yours in the media.” She scribbled something on her notepad.

“We need to work on your sleeping and waking up cycle. Looks like you’re spending a little too much time outdoors, sleeping late at nights, and missing morning practice sessions..”

But, I need to seriously work on addressing those sparks that are flowing in between us, Miss.

“Yeah, sometimes it gets late. You know…” he chuckled as he thought about kindling a relationship between him and Shanaya.

“No late nights from now on.”

He peeked inside her eyes as he leaned closer. “Okay, only on one condition.”

“You can’t Mr. Malik.  You can’t bind me with your nonsense conditions.” She stuttered.

“Okay, consider it as a request. Consider this as my first step towards a good boy image. Am I talking sense now Ms. Khanna?” He whispered.

Musk surrounded her as he came even closer and brushed some loose strands of hair of her face, tucking them behind her ears.  “I want to take you out.”

“Okay. Just once.” Her lips fumbled as her heart galloped hard against her chest.

He commanded. “Just once a week.”

~End~

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Romantic Short Stories: Just Say Yes!

Hello, Friends! Well, I couldn’t keep myself from writing romantic short stories. Last week, I wrote two short stories. One for a contest and one for you. So, here’s your treat:

Title: Just Say Yes!

Tia Shumosky had a lustful eye for the Belmont Girls’ High School football coach.

The long-legged, brown-eyed Darcy was every girl’s eye candy. And Tia knew it. Though she never devoured Darcy’s sex appeal, his curious glances at her in the middle of the practice sessions often raced her heartbeat.

Tia was not a shy girl. Bold and confident, she was the vice-captain of her football team.

The only thing that stopped Tia from approaching Darcy was their age gap. Tia was a young 16-year-old teenager, while Darcy was in his late twenties, perhaps pushing to thirties, and a single dad.

Though their age gap never bothered Tia, she always remained apprehensive about Darcy’s thinking process. Besides that, Mrs. Bennett, the divorced psychology professor who always buzzed around Darcy, also served as a major obstacle in the creation of something more than just a pupil–trainer thing between Tia and Darcy.

Tia wiped a hand over her sweaty brow, stuffed her towel in her sports bag, and tightened her shoelaces.

It’s now or never. I will ask him today.

She sipped water from her tumbler, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and headed to where Darcy was relaxing after an adrenaline-pumping football session.

“How are you, Mr. Darcy?”

He gazed at her, his eyes crinkling under the beaming sun. “Ms. Shumosky. You’re still here? Don’t have classes today?”

“Yeah . . . I was . . . kind of . . .”

He smiled as he sensed the shakiness of her voice. “Yeah, you were . . . kind of . . . what, Ms. Shumosky?”

Oh, come on, Tia. Ask him. It’s now or never.

“Actually, as you know, today was the last day of our football practice session. From tomorrow onwards, exams are starting, and then holidays . . .”

“Yeah . . . so . . . that happens every year. Nothing new in that, Ms. Shumosky.”

“Actually, Mr. Darcy, I was thinking if I can . . . I mean, if you can take me . . . I mean, if we can go out somewhere. I don’t know when I see you next.”

He smiled as he rolled up the white socks on his firm calves. “Next year, Ms. Shumosky. We’ll meet at the start of the next sports session.”

She muttered under her breath. “If you know I’m graduating this year.”

“Oh . . . I see.”

His narrow eyes landed on Tia, and her heart skipped a beat. “Do you wanna go on a date with me before your graduation?”

“Kind of . . . only if you want.”

He rubbed a hand over his chiseled jaw and smiled. “Why don’t you come home, and I’ll cook something for you . . .”

“Oh, that’s great, Mr. Darcy.” Her heart raced as butterflies fluttered harder in her belly.

“Cool. So, today in the evening. Dinner time? Will that be fine with you?”

She bubbled with a wide grin. “Perfect . . . I’ll be there at six.”

“Sure . . . see you in the evening.”

***

“Maggie, she’s your new ballet teacher.”

Darcy smiled as he introduced his five-year-old daughter to Tia.

“I’m sorry, Tia, I was trying to ask you this for a long time. It would be great if you can teach ballet to Maggie. I hope you won’t mind that.”

A mixture of nervousness and excitement washed over her.

Wow . . . I hit the jackpot.

“No . . . not at all, Mr. Darcy. I would love to. It would be great if I can help her learn to dance. She’s so young. This is the perfect time for a start.”

Tia was on cloud nine when Darcy and Maggie dropped her home after dinner.

She couldn’t realize that Darcy wanted to see her every day. Ballet was just an excuse. He wanted Tia to spend time with his daughter so they would get to know each other, and who knew, this could lay the foundation of a new relationship between Tia and Darcy. Something more than just a pupil–trainer thing.

~End~

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Romantic Short Stories, Week #5, It’s Never Too Late

A big Hi to all romance lovers out there. It’s Monday again folks but keep the blues away. Feel romantic, feel inspired with yet another flash from a pool of short romantic stories.

Today’s flash is all about love, loss, and hope.

Week #5

Title: It’s Never Too Late

She would sit on the bench at the bus stop. The same stop from where I used to catch my bus to my workplace, a computer hardware repair shop.

Gracefully dressed in a flowery dress, with her burgundy-dyed hair tied in a neat bun, an umbrella in one hand and a book in other, was she waiting for the bus?

No. I could say that because I had observed her one whole day.

It was Sunday evening. I visited the bus stop out of curiosity, to see if she was there or not. And she was there.

People came and went, but she didn’t go anywhere, just kept on sitting there.

The sun played hide-and-seek with the clouds, and a few moments later it started raining heavily. I couldn’t see her umbrella. Perhaps she forgot to bring it that day, but luckily, I had mine.

Crossing the road, I reached the bench. She smiled at me.

“Hello, miss.” I sat next to her, covering both of us under my umbrella.

“Radha. You can call me by my name.”

I hesitated to call her by name.

“Oh. Don’t mind. This is the problem with this young generation. I have a niece of your age, and she calls me by my name.”

“Oh, okay, Radha. So, how are you?”

“I’m fine, young boy. Can’t you see—healthy like a horse.” A toothless grin wrinkled the corners of her eyes.

“Where do you live?” short romantic stories, www.mariyamhasnain.comI asked, looking at her while she drifted her stare from my face to the rain-swept road. Water droplets played pitter-patter on the flimsy tin roofing of the bus stop as the evening crowd thinned and people ran to shelters.

“Just a couple of blocks away, down the road.” She gestured towards the left side.

“Great. I see you here every day. You aren’t planning to go somewhere, are you? I probably can help you. I have a bus timetable handy, on my mobile phone. Do you mind sharing with me where you want to go, and I can tell you which number bus goes to which place.”

“Oh, son, I’m waiting for someone.”

“Waiting for someone? Who, and how long are you going to wait?” I asked, looking at the almost deserted road.

“Till the sun goes down. He promised me he’ll come with the moon.”

“Come with the moon?” I couldn’t understand, and shot another question. “Do you wait here every day?”

“Yeah.”

The comforting tone of her voice piqued my curiosity.

“How long have you been waiting?”

“For the past forty years.” She cleared her throat.

I couldn’t ask anything else. We sat there for a while in silence, gazing at the wet road.

The rain subsided. I requested for the old woman to keep my umbrella, and promised her that I would take it back the next day.

On my way home, inconspicuous thoughts about the old woman and the person she was waiting for clustered my mind.

“Excuse me.”

I heard a male voice, footsteps approaching. I turned around and noticed an old man walking in my direction. He stopped at a hand’s distance from me.

Head covered in a leather flat cap, wearing a raincoat, he smiled, looking at me.

“Hello! Young man. Can I walk with you a couple of steps?”

“Oh yeah. Sure, of course.”

For a moment, I hesitated, but then started walking along with him.

After talking about inconsequential things like where I live, and what I do, he asked, “So, what did Radha tell you?”

“You know her?” A thousand volts of electric current hit me like a thunderbolt.

“Yeah. I used to love her. In fact, I still love her.”

“Oh, so she was waiting for you?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“She was waiting for my brother, whom she loved, but he cheated on her, and married another woman, rich and spoiled, who later cheated on him. They divorced after a few years of their marriage. He regretted cheating on Radha, and couldn’t muster the courage to face her. He couldn’t face the reality of life, and killed himself by overdosing on his antidepressants a couple of years after his divorce. The coward.”

“And you?” I smirked.

He inhaled a deep breath and blew out slowly. “A coward too. I could never express my feelings to her, just kept on seeing her from afar.”

“Cowards never confess their weaknesses to others. Perhaps you waited for the right time. Perhaps now is the time.”

“Yes, you’re right. It’s never too late.”

And with that, he turned back and left the street. I stood there, smiling, hearing his thumping steps of triumph.

~End~

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Romantic Short Stories Week #3: Ex-flames

Here come’s Monday, and the time is 11:30 IST. And now as we march to a new month, here’s another short romantic story. This week’s flash is about rekindling the lost love. Hope you like it.

Week #3

Title: Ex-flames

I sit on the sofa and gaze out the window. Thick Gulmohar trees laden with the new foliage sway under the golden sun.

Today is going to be my last day in Vivek’s house. I’m going to embrace a new life. He did not react much when I mentioned him that we need to separate our ways. Anyways, he does not want kids yet, and I wonder if he just wants to remain in the second stage all his life.

Chirps of sparrows play a soothing serenade. Thin white clouds shift in the sky as the cold morning breeze blows in through the front window of the living room. A pair of pigeon perches on the window sill, one holding a dry twig in his beak.

“Life has four stages – the first stage where a person is completely dependent on others. It is the childhood stage.

The second stage is where a person discovers himself. It’s a stage of trial and error. He tries, learns from his mistakes, and makes choices. He starts believing in himself but also believes in materialistic success to be happy – money, wealth, accolades.

The third stage is when an individual thinks about leaving a legacy. It could be anything – a breakthrough innovation, an extraordinary product, or a happy adorable family.

And finally, stage four which is all about holding on what a person has achieved.”

I still remember these lines of Mr. Mathews. He used to teach us Philosophy in college. He was a character. Long hair with streaks of silver. The overgrown beard that he rarely used to trim. Irrespective of the trends, he would always wear beige colored baggy pants and a loose T-shirt. He perhaps was in his late forties, but his attire and appearance made him look ten years older than his actual age.

short romantic stories,mariyamhasnain.comThe fragrant wind blowing into the room caresses my cheeks bringing back some more old memories. Memories – I try to forget, erase, burn but even after so many years, they are still fresh in my mind.

As soon as I close my eyes and rest my head against the back of the couch, a pair of deep dark eyes shines in the abyss. Teenage love is not easy to forget.

His name, image, touch everything remain so fresh in my mind.

It’s been more than ten years being married to Vivek, but there has been something always amiss.

I wonder if rekindling the lost love is a good idea. Anyways, I won’t be having Vivek with me tonight.

I trace Ray on Facebook. And, within a couple of minutes, he accepts my friend request asking my whereabouts.

He never married. I can’t deny I still love Ray and so he. Oh my God how we have so much craving for each other even when ten years have passed. The flames of unfulfilled love still burn our souls, and we don’t have to convince each other of anything or reason anything. We just want to be together.

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Poems: A Quick and Easy Way to Express Love

There are numerous approaches to express love, and the slightest used path in today’s busy way of life is by utilizing poems. Sonnets are a fun approach to express love without being excessively pushy.

Frequently, the females tend to find is extremely satisfying when love is communicated in sonnets. Getting away from reality allows the poets to convey themselves in an exceptionally “colorful” manner. It’s a fascinating fact that this rather old technique for conveying love appears to impress the younger generations, most likely in view of its novelty factor.

Utilizing the web as a perfect stage for communicating one’s self through poetry will permit the person to approach and impress the fairer sex through these lyrics. For folks who are quite shy in conveying their feelings in different ways, romantic poetry can help them to communicate without feeling any kind of inhibition.

Poems: A Quick and Easy Way to Express Love MariyamHasnain @mariyamsnPoetry writing is just another compelling method to tell your beloveds they are in your thoughts, and this obviously is quite ego-boosting and heartwarming.

Love sonnets can really permit the creative side of a person to be showcased. This is an incredible stage for a creative soul who is keen on wooing the opposite sex, as most of the time it will be seen in a better light and also the individual penning the lyrics does not need to worry about being mocked or lampooned face to face.

Expressing your affection towards somebody is something that you can do in various ways. One method for getting your emotions through to the other individual is by composing short love poems, but if you are not so handy with sonnets, you perhaps need to attempt composing love letters. As a last resort, you can simply record your sentiments and present them to your loved one. It’s true communicating feelings is harder but with little creative tricks, you can have the ability to do it instantly.

Here are some quick reference links to make you feel inspired penning down some romantic poetry of your own 🙂

Short Poetry for Him and Her

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Happy Poem Writing!! 🙂

~MH

Top 5 Romantic Dresses for the Day Out

This Valentine’s Day when we planned a day outing, I scratched my head as I stood in front of my closet. There was nothing to wear.

Does this happen with you where you have to go on a romantic date and you find nothing to wear? It happens to me most of the times.

Women are busy stuffing their wardrobes with plenty of evening gowns and cocktail dresses so much so, there’s no room or money left for a couple of romantic casual dresses.

You must be wondering what I wore for the day outing. Well, I ended up donning a pair of leggings and a loose T-shirt, not my favorites, though.

That very time, I decided I would invest some money in love shopping. Love shopping doesn’t mean buying gifts for your boyfriend or husband but for yourself. Isn’t it great? After all, women love shopping. And, when it comes to buying something for ourselves, a mere thought thrills us.

The next day, I did a little research and chose five romantic dresses I can wear for a romantic day outing. If you also face similar situation often, it’s time to give your wardrobe a complete makeover by donating old clothes and adding some love dresses to it.

Here are the five romantic day dresses I’m thinking of buying. How about you?

  • Floral Printed Straight Pants: Feminine and absolutely romantic, floral prints and patterns never lose their appeal. Instead of palazzos, go for floral printed straight pants this season. Team them up with matching T-shirt or blouse. White goes with everything. A vibrantly colored cotton straight pant can be teamed up well with a half-sleeved white blouse or a T-shirt. You’ll look sexy and spunky.
  • Skirts and Wraparounds: If you live near the beach, these are perfect for those long walks. Knee-length or ankle-length A-line skirts or trim wraparounds are enough to make a man weak in his knees.
  • Frocks: Flowing frocks can compliment all shapes and sizes and best of all, they fit every budget. Go for vibrant hues and floral prints. A brightly shaded frock will make you feel bold and confident.
  • Bodycon Dresses: You can also opt for body-hugging slim fit dresses. Go for a detailed neckline and accessorize it with a bracelet. Pair your outfit with matching heels and you’re all set for a sunny outing.
  • Jeans or Leggings: If you want to play it safe, a pair of blue jeans is evergreen. You can team it up with either plain or printed casual shirt, some dangling earring and you are ready for a carefree romantic day out.

I hope you agree with my picks. If you want to add anything or don’t agree with what I have chosen, please leave a reply. I would love to have some suggestions for my love shopping.

Bye for Now. Happy Shopping, I correct myself Happy Love Shopping!!