Wednesday, March 16, 2016

What Makes A Man Hot?



“When do you think a man looks hottest?”, I asked while adjusting my glasses and leaning back lazily on a sofa. Bags of potato chips were scattered on the living room table and the TV was on. As usual, my friend was busy watching sappy Korean dramas where people cry but they don’t look like a hot tomato mess.
She took a piece of chip and munched, “Hot huh…”

We both thought of it for a moment then started throwing each other comments,

“When a man ruffles through a girl’s hair”
“When he does little things like switching the car heater on because the girl seems cold or fastening her seat belt”
“When he stares at her from afar while smiling”
“OOH YES! Also when he is having a bad day and smiles the moment he sees that girl!”
“When he automatically orders the girl’s favorite dish on a date”
“When he takes a selfie with the girl and makes that picture his wallpaper”
“When the girl is having a bad day and she said she is fine, then the man backhugs her saying “No you are not okay” while looking straight to her eyes”

We both squealed and laughed upon imagining those scenarios. Sometimes it takes only the simplest actions by someone we love to make us happy. I won’t say all, but most girls only need those small gestures to feel loved. I read a blog that says women are made to be loved, to accompany someone who loves them and to be protected. Sounds cliché and fake but there is a certain charm in that concept.

“When a man makes a bet and if he wins, the girl must accompany him to the movies”
“When a girl is sick and he buys a bag of different medicines because he is not sure which she usually takes”
“When he drives her home because it is too late at night”
“When he just hugs her without asking anything because he knows something is wrong and he doesn’t want to upset her further”
“When he skips football night with his boys and accompanies the girl watching meek soap operas”
“When he pins her to the wall and shouts : ‘Why can’t you understand how much I love you? How else am I supposed to make you believe?’
“Oooh then he kisses her”

We swooned and squealed again while covering our faces, laughing hard

“When he remembers the anniversary”
“When he posts one or two couplefies sometimes”
“When he loves her too much it hurts, sometimes he feels like he wants to cry just because of the girl”
“When he is a mess and can’t think straight because of love”
“ When he asks a girl how her day has been while holding a plastic bag of drinks and food”
“When he gets all excited because the girl says yes on a date invitation”
“When he blushes while telling her how he feels ”
“When he texts simple Good Night”
“When he talks to her dad with respect”
“When he wears formal wear”
“And when he gets down on his knee holding out a ring”

We smiled and got lost in our thoughts. Sometimes, it takes more than abs and wallet to make a girl happy. No, actually, what makes life sweet is the small surprises and warm heartbeats. So take a chance, love someone, tell them how you feel, be yourself and shout out how much you love them. 

Show it.

“So what’s our conclusion?”
“A man is the hottest when he loves you”

A Letter that Will Never Be Sent



Dear Someone,

How are you? I hope your life is well

I shall not even try to call you , we both have lost the rights to call each other anyway. I was wrong for not being considerate under pressure, but so were you as your gavel slammed judgment without stopping and looking at what is truly happening. Like a nation in which citizens call government names without knowing how the government men lose their sleep at night carrying heavy burdens. It is like chained hands, either one pulls and both will get hurt. We are all spinning round and round on the axis, not understanding each other.

One day you are special and other days you are meaningless, that is life and there is no need to blame anyone. Threads of bonds have always been fragile, snapped by smallest tremor. We were both simply protecting what is important to us, and we forgot to protect each other of us. That was our mistake, one not atoned so far. If a fingernail is scarring you, clip it and not cut off the finger. But I was equally foolish for letting you cut the finger with only sorrow in my heart. Alas your flame of anger burns too bright that you can no longer see any shadows- you eventually explode. I hurt what is yours because it hurt me too many times and I need to prevent further, hiding my own wounds and cuts which are way more severe. And I hurt you in the process, causing you to aim and shoot.
We are in the end simply humans full of bullet holes, staring up to the sky

Who won? Nobody, it has never been a matter of victory and defeat. We were both pained and it is now too late to ever fade the scar. Fights are like adding oil to fire. We are too focused on hurting each other and in the end we don't even remember the first reason for arguing.

Rain falls, cooling down the surface of the earth and our heads. But it is now too late to try and change a thing. The thing about life is you don’t realize what you’ve got until it is gone. Then we started to think, we have never got any strong bond since the beginning. We were delusional. Days passed, months passed, a year passed… There is no longer “We”,right?
We who once talked and laughed together no longer exists

Sometimes, I see our picture together and thought, “Such a waste for letting what we have rot. If I had tried harder to make you understand… Then again, you averted your eyes and cover your ears. There was no room for understanding. We were both equally foolish”. I smile and delete the file of our picture, mentally flashing back the happy times we spent together.
Wouldn’t it be nice, if someday we could stare at the blue sky and laughed at how foolish we were before?

With Love,
Someone you used to know