Tag Archives: gay love

How did we end up here?

We were younger and crazy. I saw you with your friends. The first time I saw you, you got my eyes fixed for you. I had no clue how to talk to you and what to say. I am dumb. I got nervous. You passed by me and I smiled at you and you smiled back. Continue reading How did we end up here?

What I can never understand…

I do not understand hate at all. I mean personal grudges or rivalries are fine because someone stole your girlfriend or harmed your loved ones in anyway or bought a better phone than yours are like personal reasons to envy someone or hate them but the hate for a whole community is something I can never understand.

One religious cult hates another one and kills the people who follow it or one region hates the other region and bombs it are the things I can never understand. And a kind of hate to which I am personally associated is hate towards sexuality other than heterosexuality. In this post, I am going to talk about the hate for alternate sexuality. Continue reading What I can never understand…

A book now closed

Once there was a guy. He was an open book. His emotions, his feelings, his thoughts, his point of views, everything was as it was in the heart. He never hesitated in sharing any kind of emotion, whether it was happiness or sadness, regardless of who the person is, whether a close friend or a newly made friend. The only thing you needed to do was to ask. Continue reading A book now closed

Being Gay is a choice? Really? Think again

“Being gay is a choice”… This statement makes me laugh. How many of you think that a person would like to choose a life of humiliation, discrimination, hatred, torture, etc. Do you really think that a person can choose a life where his family can throw him out? Where sisters tell him that he is mentally sick? That he cannot live unless he changes himself? That he is a shame to the family? Do you really think that anyone would love to choose this life? I bet no one, or tell me if you can. Continue reading Being Gay is a choice? Really? Think again