Paris makes me happy…!!!

City of love, thats what they call it.. Paris,

but it is far more than that…

The walk around the parisian streets makes me happy,

I feel happy when i see a musician singing his self composed music on a big instrument, i do not even know the name of,

Watching the glittering Eiffel Tower from the ground makes me happy,

Taking a bird’s eye view of the city from Montmarte makes me happy,

I feel content when everyone says Bonjour and Merci for like hundred times a day,

I feel happy when i see loads of people sitting in the garden just because sun is up that day,

I love the city’s architecture,

I love the variety of flowers,

Sitting by the Siene,

Watching wall sized paintings in the Louvre,

Endless choices you have when you shop.. I love the fact that you can never stop shopping here,

Eating fondue with red wine makes me happy,

I feel the love when i see couples walk hand in hand,

I feel happy on the fact that i can kiss on the traffic signal,

The city is beautiful and worth living for once in your life.. ❤️

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Tinder – A social experiment

It was not so easy for me to find the courage to go on a date with an unknown guy (in his car) after three lines of conversation consisting only emoticons. Thanks to tinder, we have become so open to go out with random person judging them only on their looks. I was date-ready in my blue skinny jeans, Deep red lower-neck top, Black boots and classic red lips. He seemed nervous when he welcomed me, but after an hour long conversation about Paris and Parisian life while touring the whole city, we become comfortable. It was watching the city with Parisian eyes. We had a great dinner in a very fancy restaurant. He complemented on my beauty. I smiled. Our thinking matched, we both were in favor of preserving our own cultures. We had similar thoughts on Love; we have to work on it, everyday. He admitted to be an emotional person, attached to family with Italian roots. I could imagine myself staring at him while he keeps on talking. Everything was falling on the right place. The prospects were promising. After dinner, We went to Montmarte to enjoy the bird’s eye view of Paris in night. And then we headed to my place. He asked my number, I dropped him a message. We reached, the moment stopped. He said “I know this is not the right place of me to ask but I like you so much, can I kiss you?” I was hoping something like that. I touched his cheek with my trembling hand and a helpless face. His lips touched mine, we made out like we belonged together. He started caressing my breasts, I can still feel the chills. I did not want either of us to stop and he wanted more. I came in to my senses; we were in the middle of the road. I told him I need to go, but we were inseparable.  Finally I left with a heavy heart and a promise of a second date next day. I messaged him as soon as i reached to my room. He was all over my mind. Well, I did not sleep the whole night.

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