STORAGE OF MIND

Here I come, Bluebeard. With long black beard, blue tinges in it.  Wealthy and handsome I make woo. Ladies beautiful and charming, falling to my trap. I, the most eligible bachelor of town, With property and a castle of my own. Castle so enormous and enchanting, Has garden and church in its wing. Bad luck cursed me in chapter of marriage, I marry and every wife die at naïve age. People wonder what the reason is. I say my bad luck is behind it. A lady beautiful and fine, came to my heart, Wooing her I made a proposal with art. She at once agreed and gave her consent. I wondered it’s me or the gigantic castle? Leaving my bride at my house, I had to wonder for my bread. With business abroad and tasks to handle, I asked for her consent for travelling abroad. With heavy hearted she approved and I left. Giving her keys of the castle, showing her all the floors. Each and every room with great ease.

I am just craziest fan of Pirates of the Caribbean series. Among all the characters including Jack, Elizabeth, Will and many more, I liked the character of Blackbeard in Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides the most. Yeah, yeah I know. It’s not considered a good thing to like a devilish character. But let me defend my favourite character in a way. What he does in a movie is not a new thing. Being selfish is his crime so let me tell you one thing very clearly that each and every one of us be selfish in our life. When Blackbeard did it, he became a villain. Ohh, I hate this double-sided world. Oops! Here I am assuming that all of you, my dear readers must have watched this movie as it was the super-duper hit. You guys must be thinking that why am I praising Blackbeard like a poet praising his Muse. The reason behind it is a dream I had and Blogadda’s #WillYouShave activity. I got notification about this activity and so I was immersed in thoughts of topics to write abou

I, a guy, with unshaven face, Feel proud of my beard. People around me call me Bear. Sometimes I feel like screaming. What’s the need of shave? When God wants you to grow it. The sign of manhood, On your face, chest, legs, arms, Everywhere they grow. It’s a gift of God, to a true man. I don’t shave, I will never. That’s what I thought few days back. My family and beloved would get annoyed. My beloved would call me a Bear. She could not understand, My concept of Manhood, Acclaimed by Mustache and Beard. She would get infuriated, Would grab my collar and question, Is this a real ‘Manhhod’? Just by keeping a long mustache, Or a beard, or showing off the body hair? I used to laugh out loud, Would drag her near to kiss her. Her milky cheeks used to get bruised. Enraged and stumped, She would curse me and leave for home. But Behold!  Today I’m clean-shaven, Not a single