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10 Things to Know to Dating a Developer

Are you a Programmer’s Girlfriend?
 
Did your Boyfriend profess his love to you in Python?
 
Does he change Coffee into Code?
 
Then I suggest you continue to read on.
 
First of all, allow me to congratulate you on your brave, brave feat, I mean you agreed to Date a Developer, you must be one strong woman.
 
Whether you call them Developers, Programmers, Coders or Software Engineers, they all have one thing in common, we love them unconditionally and they don’t deserve us. I mean don’t get me wrong, they are probably the most intelligent people on Earth but they sure hell don’t…well let’s not make it emotional. If you are a Proud Girlfriend to a Programmer then you need the following 101 in your life.
 
10. You are not their first love, not even the last.
He might say, you are his only girl but believe me he loves his laptop (or in this case his Alien ALIENWARE Work Station to be specific) more than he could ever love you. You will often find him smiling to himself looking at his screen, don’t worry, it’s not a female, it’s a new feature.
 
09. All they do is Code. Not even you.
Yes. Get over it. It’s a cycle, midnight coding, 03:00 AM coding, Friday night coding, just before a party coding. Even Victoria Secret cannot help you there!
 
08. They don’t have time for you.
The sooner you accept this the better it is. Get yourself a hobby. Focus on your career because even breaking your wrist isn’t going to get you the attention you probably deserve. He does not have time for you and he will make zero efforts about it. He expects you to understand his schedule, which is his ‘every day’ by the way.
 
07. No one else! 
The best thing about being a programmer’s girlfriend is the top-notch security that comes with the relationship. It’s not like he does not ache down there or has never surfed porn, or followed chicks on Instagram/Facebook, he just doesn’t have the time to cheat on you. That’s all!
 
06. Friends are the most important thing in the world.
So you thought, he’d spend the Saturday night with you because he completed his sprint? Ha Ha how naive of you! The only time he will ever message you is to tell you he is going out with his friends. His coder pals are more attractive than you could ever be! Best you hear it from me girl than him! 
 
05. He is very happy. Probably without you!
The thing with Programmers is that they are passionate about what they do and thus extraordinarily good at their jobs. They are successful, and make a lot of moolah and are completely satisfied in their lives. They often forget you are part of their happiness. You will be taken for granted and often forgotten.
 
04. Don’t expect a diamond. Ever!
If you like yellow roses, pearls or books or chocolates, I suggest you buy yourself a treat. It’s not about the money, they’d be happy to spend thousands on you but don’t ever expect a gift. But you know what? He’s creating you apps and websites all the time. Imagine having a boyfriend who gifts you a website, just think about all the money you’ll save on hosting! 
 
03. Patience is a virtue.
It’s also what’s going to help you live with a programmer. Breathe in. Breathe out. This won’t make things any better but it’ll help you get through the day! And mind you, countless of hours of debugging, they develop an astounding level of tolerance, a quality much valued in relationships.
 
02. You will soon be talking in programming languages.
You might never ever understand Laravel but you will surely start to understand HTML and may be even PHP. And you know what, when you do something relatively technologically competent, he’ll be all over you; he’d love you for loving what he does.
 
01. He is probably the worst boyfriend in the Milky Way Galaxy.
But believe me when I say, he is the best thing that has ever happened to you! Nothing in this world even compares to the love he has for you. I mean come on, remember the one time, when he left a text for you, “You are the CSS to my HTML”, I mean even Shakespeare can’t beat that!
 
No matter what happens, don’t stop loving him, even when loving becomes difficult and hating becomes easy. 

 

I AM YOURS

In case the air in my lungs runs out…
I wanted to make sure…
You hear this out loud…
Just to make it clear…
Before time runs out…
Before you decide it’s not worth it anymore…
In case I lose my voice tomorrow…
Or apocalypse arrives…
While we are sleeping…
And I haven’t said it enough already….
Before we both get into an argument…
And my actions fail to corroborate…
Before you look the other way….
And a doubt crosses your mind…
Or your friends tell you otherwise…
I want you to know…
Today…
Tomorrow…
Forever…

I Am Yours…! 

The Orange Bed Sheet

The curtain can’t possibly hide…
This flame burning through my skin…
You have imprisoned my senses with your half-truths…
And I find my morals brittle in the many layers of your orange bed sheet.

You ask me to stand here in your arms…
And think nothing…
You envelope my waist…
And I fall on you leaving behind my former rulebooks!

Your lips guide me through your ravenous clutches…
And I feel bare under your experienced hands.
You address your kisses strategically…
Whilst your fingertips find their way to my mounds!

You stretch and pull my senses to your interests…
And turn me over…
Just so you could place a lingering touch on my Décolletage…
And weave your impish thoughts!

You lock me in…
As our legs entwine…
In that hurried insatiable hunger…
You set my soul on fire…
Hidden…
And hushed we finally meet!

“…Selfless Presence…”

The sky is steel grey…
The sun has decided to take a holiday…
And birds chirrup loudly from the shaded mires.
A morning…
No different from the rest…
New York Times Square…
Certainly knows how to entertain winters.
Lively creatures…
Walk up and down the streets…
Each engaged in their own frivolities.
Running through the day…
Desperately trying to fill each minute…
With things yet to appear.
He is standing on one side of the road…
A man probably in his late twenties…
Waiting for the signal to go red…
Wearing his black pull over…
And a laptop bag on his right shoulder.
From the looks of a double espresso in his left hand…
Seems like he is on his way…
To another important meeting…
And
From the looks of his eyes…
It seems he has not been getting much sleep.
On the other side…
Another group of hasty pedestrians…
Linger to make their way to the other side.
Wait
What is this…?
A slender female in her early twenties…
Fidgeting amongst the rest…
She is most likely to be running late for work…
With the pile of files cramping her arm…
Looks like she is trying to make a mark…
In a world…
Ruled by chauvinistic men.
She tries to balance a latte in her hands…
While trying to keep warm…
Beneath her grey convertible collar trench.
And
From the looks of her dry patchy skin…
It seems she has not been taking much care of herself.
As the traffic signal…
Shifts from an emerald…
To a scarlet…
She takes her first step down the pavement…
He too unaware of the world around him…
Decides to mess with fate.
As her feet touches the first white stripe…
She raises her gloomy eyes…
And bringing on vindication…
His eyes meet hers…
The heart pounds…
But needs no retaliation.
She does not understand…
A self restoration takes place.
He finds him coerced towards her pale face…
A sudden disclosure of repose…
And a strange tenderness appears in the pupils.
As steps grow closer…
A faint smile starts to take shape…
His eyes speak of a betrayal beyond conception…
Her eyes narrate a story of trials and tears.
He feels no obligation…
To meet her expectations…
She assures with an unspoken declaration
Converting regulations…
Into friendly stipulations…!
She has a look that catches the eye…
But an aura that catches the heart…
His smile grows…!
He knows it is hard to reinstate faith…
But he is firm and resolute in his path.
Her cheeks fill up with color.
Half way between the roads
Their souls…
Intercept…
The air turns sultry…
The aroma of her hair…
Drenched in apples…
Sends a shiver down his spine…
His fantasies awaken.
Feelings of past emerge.
His deep dark eyes mystify her.
For a moment…
He could actually hear her heart ache with loneliness…
The accidental brisk of his arm against hers…
Caused the world to cease…
He had managed to give her an embrace of a lifetime…
With one single touch.
She wants to utter a million unsaid dreams…
And he understands each n every word.
He remembers how wonderful…
It was to live without boundaries.
She now remembers how cathartic…
It was to blush and feel beautiful.
As soon as they pass each other…
The world comes to life again…
Life does not stop for a mere theatrical debut.
They continue to take their steps forward…
She turns back and catches his gaze once again.
He whispers…
I’ve never felt so much familiarity…
By just staring into someone’s eyes…
So much I know about you without a single word…
Ever escaping either of our lips.
You have read me a like an open book…
And given me hope to write a brand new chapter.
She has learned to smile again…
And talk her heart out…
I do not understand…
How is it possible…?
In a matter of moments…
You have managed to heal my wounds…
In spangled silence…
You have given me a perfect moment of intimacy.
You’ve made me believe in kindness, loyalty and care once again.
“You have to put yourself first and learn to trust again”, he articulates.
“You have to let go of your past and give love a second chance”, she whispers back.
Now here we are…
Ready to depart our separate ways…
Beginning a brand new existence…
No one told us…
We were going to find each other…
Unexpected…
What you did to my heart…
When I lost hope…
You walked in…
Like a guardian angel…
Joint by an innocent touch…
We now feel free and ready to take on life.
As they step onto the concrete…
The sun peaks from behind the clouds…
His cell phone rings…
It’s his client, he loved his designs.
Her colleague waives to her…
Praises her dress and they walk away.
A selfless presence…
Can shower a decade of love and understanding…
Leaving behind only…
Memories that will stimulate smiles…
Till the end of time…!

“I still believe…”

A few pictures rest among the pages of my diary…
A used tissue paper still reeks of you…
An old toffee wrapper still smells sweets…
And the city is still alive at 3:15 AM in the morning.
The waves still rise above the shore…
I still cannot reach into the sky and hold a star…
People still believe in stories of love and destiny…
And I still find myself telling sweet lies.
The wind still blows against my pale cheeks…
Dreams still find a way back to me…
A few songs are still hard to listen to…
And I still believe this was all meant to be.
I still weep at night under the sheets…
The wall beside my dresser still illustrates the crack…
The black tee still bears the coffee stain…
And I still cannot find my pink charm bracelet.
This bed still hides a few secrets untold…
This cell phone still holds a few calls unanswered…
This library still conceals your letters…
And I still sometimes see you near my bed post.
A few words are still hard to say…
A few feelings are still hard to express…
A few dreams are still hard to let go off…
And a few hugs are still irreplaceable.
I still believe in strangers becoming best of friends…
I still believe my words make you shudder…
I still believe I’ve what it takes to bring you back…
And I still believe in YOU…!!!

“NEW MOON”

The Night of 14th December…

The corniche…

The car bonnet…

The stars…

The new moon…

Two cans of coke…

And

Two Best Friends…!

God! That was fun…

I know, can’t believe we actually did it.

Did you look at the green sari aunty…?

She could not stop staring…!

Yeah and that guy with the purple shirt…

He was practically panting…!

Really, everyone was like this is not possible…

They did not know what hit them…!

Well, you have to accept…

We do make a pretty good team.

I agree…!

They both were lying down…

Facing the stars…

Celebrating their victory…

It was pretty hard…

But nearly as impossible…!

Together, they could conquer anything…

And be the envy of the entire gathering…!

You tired…

He turned and asked her…

A bit but I’m too excited to feel any of it…

What about you?

Yup the same…!

He turned to her again…

You want something to eat…?

Not hungry…what is got into you…you never bother to ask me these things…?

Well, I guess…just trying to develop a habit…!

She laughed…

Don’t, I like the you…just the way you are…!

He smiled back.

She turned her head towards him…

He was looking back at her…

What are you staring at…?

Nothing, just trying to figure out something…!

She gave him the ignore look and looked up the sky…

The moon is full and shinning at its peak…

We sure picked the perfect date to carry out our performance…!

He took her hand…

She turned towards him…

He filled his fingers with his…

And pulled her hands towards his chest…!

You know whats the best thing about all of this…

What she inquired with hopeful eyes…

That at the end of it all…

I get to hold your Heena Hands…

And feel your Red Glass Bangles…!

Her cheeks flushed…

And her gaze lowered with love…!

The Crimson Red and Betel Green dress took a new turn…

The Kohl smudged…

The Earring caught in the Embroidery…

The Anklet made a heart-melting echo…

The Bangles found a support to lie down…

And the…

Bride and the Groom…share their First Kiss…!

Under the stars…

Tonight…

Whispered… “WE DID IT” =)

Sign Of True Love…Or Total Insanity…!

What the hell is this?
Crap…!
Are you of your mind?
I swear…I don’ know anything about this.
What do you mean…?
This came out of your bad…!
I have no idea, where this came from…
I promise you, this is not mine.
Don’t you dare lie to me…!
You expect me to believe you…!
So this was your important work last night.
I cannot believe, you lied to me…!
Just let me explain…
You are misunderstanding me.
No, now I can see it clear…
How can you hurt someone you love…?
This only shows you don’t love me…
How could I be so naive…?
I let my heart get the best of me…!
Will you just relax…
And stop jumping onto conclusions…
When I told you, I needed you…
I was missing your hugs…
You said…
You can’t make it…
Now I know, what was keeping you busy…!
Sweetheart, please it’s not what you think…
I love you very much…
I would never even think of hurting you..
Liar…!
Here I’m thinking of you…
And there you were smacking lips with…
Honey, don’t say that…!
Trust me…
Do you actually I can be ever un-faithful to you?
I don’t know anything now…
Just go away…
Honey, please don’t do this…
I said, just go away…!
I need some time alone…
Please just go away…
He quietly walked out…
He knew…
It was pointless talking to her right now…
Back in the room…
She threw the one thing that started all this…
Out the window
It was a wrapper
Of…
BEN & JERRY’S CHUNKY MONKEY ICE CREAM….!!! =P

A SUBTLE DRAMA….!

It was a timeless image…
A Chanel black silk halter…
Long evening gown…
A plunging V neckline…
A pleated surplice bodice…
A velvet trim resting at the waist…
Understanding the curves…
And a seductive cross back…
A pair of Givenchy black stiletto with peeping toes
A pair of tear – dropped diamond earrings…
And the most perfect set of soft black curls…
Complimenting her smoky eyes…
Just the perfect touch to a subtle drama…!
All of this was…
Nothing why he moved towards her…
It was the middle of a September Night…
Paris was all lit up…as always.
Everywhere you turn…
You could see people living life…
To the fullest…!
And there she was standing under the fountain…
Drenched from head to toe…
The curls were lost completely…
The kohl was trickling down her cheeks…
Creating a trail of terror…
The diamond earrings glistened under the moonlight…
She was shivering with the cold n fear…
He was passing waiting in the parking lot…
For his date…
Who was unusually late tonight…
They were to attend a corporate dinner tonight…
Perhaps it was just Destiny up to its tricks again…!
She caught his attention out-of-the-blue…
And he got struck…!
She was weeping…
Whimpering in hush tones…
On such a busy street…
How could no one notice…?
A girl in a gown soaking wet under the fountain?
He looked here and there…
To assure himself…
That he was not hallucinating…
This girl was for real…
He started walking towards her…
Keeping telling himself…
That she might just a figment of his imagination…
She was the most astounding living creature…
He ever had laid eyes upon…
So fragile…
Yet standing firm…
Her eyes were brimming…
Yet knew what she desired…!
He approached her…
With a strange gut feeling…
She stood trembling…
Ma’am are you okay…?
She did not utter a single word.
Something I can help you with…?
She was constantly starring…
At something…
He looked down to find an answer…
He could not see anything…
No object…
No living being…
He looked up again…
Are you looking for something…?
She stood gaping at the ground…
He reached out to her shoulder…
But withdrew back…
He knew something was terribly wrong…
He tried to talk to her but in vain…
With a hope of finding something…
He looked down again…
And in the midst of the splashes…
He saw something…
A thin red line…
Moving back n forth with the water…
His eyes exploded…
When he trailed the line back to her feet…
Blood…!!!
It was then when her belly caught his attention…
We have to get you to a hospital…
Now….!!!
She did not budge…
He grabbed hold of her hand…
And took her in his arms…
And carried her off to his car…
She remained mumbling…
He took her to nearest emergency room…
The meds put her on a stretcher…
And pulled her away…
Right then…
She gathered…
What was left of her strength…
Trying to breathe…
Half conscious…
Bleeding to death…
And tried to hold onto the end of his dinner jacket…
He tried to take her hands…
And the meds carried her away…
Right there…
In that moment…
A universe…
Detonated…
This woman…
A complete stranger to him…
And in less than 30 seconds…
She managed to change…
His entire life course…
15 minutes later…
He was called inside the doctor’s office…
Please have a seat…
Is he okay…?
Are you the father…?
No.
Are you a relative…?
No.
I’m the husband…!
Your wife is fine…
But we are very sorry…
We could not save your child.
Is she going to be alright…?
Yes, weakness and trauma…
Will surround for a while…
But she is going to be fine.
When can I take her home…?
In the morning.
Can I see her now…?
Yes, of course you can…
Right now…
She needs you the most…
He walked inside the room…
With a bunch of Yellow Roses…
She was lying still…looking out the window…
Upon his entrance…
She turned at him…
She hardly remembered anything…
The doctor entered…
You are one lucky lady Mrs. Adam
Your husband was only concerned about you.
She looked puzzled…
And then she looked at him…!
The doctor left…
She tried to get up…
He went closer to her bed and asked her to lie down.
He put the flowers on her bedside…
And sat down right beside her…
Do I know you…?
No.
Then why all this?
He gave a faint smile…
And took out a piece paper from his pocket…
Handling it to her…
This is why…
She knew what the paper contained…
Her eyes…
Already swollen…
Filled up with tears…
She took the piece of paper…
Close to hear heart…
And started crying out loud like a little child…!
There was instant desire to comfort her…
But he knew he had to resist…
But he could not stand see her torture herself like this…
He got and started to walk away…
Just then…
An arm reached out…
Gripping the end of his Armani jacket…
He turned around…
Saw her exhausted…
With pain…
And embraced her…
She cried in his arms…
And he kept rocking her like a baby…
Nestled against his chest…!
The next morning…
He carried her off to the car…in his arms…!
THE PIECE OF PAPER – “Get Rid Of That Thing…Bitch”.

Mind You, This Wasn’t A Date…!

Dear Readers,
I’ve been going through a Writer’s Worse Nightmare…Writer’s Block…!
For the last four to five days, I’ve been trying to write, each time I start something…I can’t seem to complete it. Not to mention, my words are not satisfying me…I wrote almost three pieces and I felt that they are not good enough to go public. Please, read the following and take me out my misery, please let me know, that I Can Still Write.
Without my words…I’m nothing and that is Not a Good Feeling. =(

I guess it was just meant to be…
Waiting for two hours…
He shows up late…
And you can’t even scream out loud.
He says, please kill me…
Kill me now…
And you are just too pissed…
To even look at him…
You sit quietly next to him in the car…
And he drives around…
Constantly apologizing…
You keep answering, it’s alright…
And he knows it was a blatant lie…!
He tries to hold your hand…
But you break away…
“Baby please I’m so sorry”.
“It’s alright my love, forget it”.
“No, it’s not okay, I feel so embarrassed”.
“You don’t have to”.
He holds your hand again…
This time not letting it slip away…
He caresses your skin with his thumb…
And trying to control the gear…
“Don’t try to get cute with me”.
He laughs and apologizes.
You know, you can’t resist his charm…
“I hate you”.
“I love you too”.
He looks at you…
And gazes deep down in your eyes…
And he bends down to touch your lips…
Mind you…
It wasn’t a kiss…
Just a peck of lips…
Just a reassurance…
Of what you mean to him.
Probably the sweetest thing you will ever come across.
“I’m fine now”.
You smile and give him a wink…!
How can it be?
He is the Big Bad Boy…
And you’re just a Desert Girl…
How can you two ever last???
He likes the fast lane…
And you prefer to breathe every now n then.
He wants no tags…
And you want vows.
Two completely opposite people…
Can never make a circle of life…!
And in spite of all this…
You find yourself…
Having the time of your life with him….!
You laugh…
You joke…
You throw tantrums…
You fight…
His accent compels you…
Your vocabulary excites him…
Photography…
Writing…
Reading…
Swimming…
Hardships…
Highest Highs…
Lowest Lows…
You can talk to him about anything and everything.
He says, “I don’t what to do, get involved or be your best friend, you are way too cool to be a girlfriend”.
And you laugh out loud.
You sit close to him…
With your arm around his…
Leaning towards him…
He puts his chin on your head…
Right out of an Indian Chick Flick…
That seems so clichéd…
Yet so sweet…!
He is wearing this metallic silver chain around his neck…
And he tells you,
He wears it all the time…!
I love his fragrance…
Hey, I know this…
I think it’s Ferrari Black…
Good Looks…
Killer Accents…
And Good Taste…
Jack Pot 😉
Kcchhhhiiinnngggggg…..!!!
You’ve never been this happy ever before…
So free…
So alive…
Actually speaking your heart out…
No Strains…
No Tensions…
No Commitments…
No Catches….
And you feel like…
Hitting the dance floor…
That lounge song…
Swinging in your guy’s arm…
But you know what…
You on his shoulder…
And him driving…
Midnight…
Open Track…
Music…
And Shades on the car’s windows…
Nothing Beats This 😉

D.E.F.E.N.S.E.L.E.S.S

Don’t even try that…

I know that look…

You think,

You can win…

Just by getting cute with me…

No way…

Not this time…

You take me for granted…

And it’s high time,

You should realize what we have…

Is hanging by a thread…!

Haven’t you had enough…?

I waited three hours for you…

And you did not even bother to pick my call…

I left you text messages…

I even left a voice mail…

But nothing…

You did not even budge…

Stop pretending as if you care…

I’ve had it with your tricks…

This has to stop…

Right here…Right now…!!!

What are you staring at…?

I know that gleam in your eyes…

You think,

You’ll charm your way out this one…

Don’t use that slow walk on me…

Listen…

Stop there…

Don’t come near me…

Will you just stop…?

I’m asking you to stop…

And I bang myself against the wall…

I do not wish to see you…

Just go away…

Don’t try to look into my eyes…

It’s not going to work this time…

Stop caressing my soul with that look…

Eyes penetrating framework transparent…

Spiritual consortium contemplates completion unbroken…

Connection concluded…!

Stop hurling my soul with your silence…

Just look away…

I cannot ignore your content…

And then you bend down…

Come close…

My heart skips a beat…

Your cologne plays with my senses…

O! You are wearing Ferrari tonight…

Listen, let me go…

You pay no heed to my fake pleads…

You breathe fire…

On the curve…

I’m not going to let you win this time…

Body writhing in sexual calculation…

Slow quick deliberate,

Touch you heaven made complete…

Satin silk your skin versus fingertips…!

You make my resistance difficult…

And then your…

Lips browse my neck contour …

And you place a soft kiss right there…

On the forbidden beauty mark…

You know my weak spot…

You Should Not Have Done That…!