Author Kartik K (Poet)

In hall we celebrate birthday party a little dancing competition took place. Everyone was very happy cauz after a year we all meet up it's not looking like birthday party it's look like a small get together of few friends.  The most happy were they two my crush and her boyfriend they made for each other. They gave good understanding between them, loving and caring. You know what's the beautiful moment for me when she feeds me the cake with her own hands. I know this sounds weird but that was my best moment. After the party me and my friend(her boyfriend) comes to my hostel where we chill sometime and then he goes.  When he goes then sudden all my hostel's friends surrounde me start asking me a bunch of question……  Hostelmate(1) :- Bro! How is the date.  Me:- what, I'm not went for a date.  Hostelmate(2) :- So where did you go,  being so ready? Hmm.  Me:- It was just a birthday party.  Hostelmate (3) :- his party or her party.  Me:- her… Ohhhhhhh bhai bhai bhai...Eve

*How I meet her * (It was her birthday evening and I was invited , I'm pretty excited. Secret of my excitement was she, meeting your  crush after a long time it's hit different….. *incoming call*)  Caller:- so are you ready   Me:- yeah! I'm ready let's meet at Kapoorthala chauraha.  Caller:- okay! catch you in 5 min.  *At kapoorthala chauraha*  Me:-(on call) hey! hey! I'm here.  Caller:- ya! See you,wait I'm coming. Me:- bro, can you stop in front of the flower shop.  Caller:- sure bro, but no need of that gifts.  Me:- this is not for you bro, this one is for birthday girl. (blushing) So we stop at flowers shop buy a bouquet. At 5:00 pm we reached at hotel. Caller:-t go to the hall no.7, I will come after parking the bike. Me:- Who me! Alone… no way you have to come with me.  Caller:-  stop being childish man, I know you are feeling shy. (both laughing)  Okay then you have to wait here i will come soon.  Me:- ok (in mind) ah! why I'm blushing, why  *hey you

Take my heart; I will give it  with ease.  Take my hand and walk this journey  with me.  Take these scars and heal them  all up.  Take these fears and make them vanish for when things get tough.  Take this smile and make it strech  so wide.  Take these arms and hold me oh  so tight.  Take these feelings and make them real. At the end so me how to feel. 

read it from here In A boyfriend for 24hrs, Author Kartik K writes it. It is a book based on a true event which was faced by author's friend. This book is about how a boy deeply fall in love with girl in just 24hrs. 

In the world full. Of printing Baby you are my beautiful handwriting 

They said that first kisses are special… And they are for that certain special person Yes… it is… but I lost it to someone… To someone… who is not to “special” to me I lost it to that certain bad boy… To a boy named … but he prefered to be called as Jax He was an egotistic, conceited playboy slash bad boy And if you’re asking on how I lost it? His friend playfully pushed him to me… And after a split second… our lips touched. They said that when you have had experienced your first kiss You’ll feel the butterflies fluttering, the sparks flashing. But I felt nothing… as if it wasn’t anything special….

One mistake and my soul is ruined She thinks I like others  from whom she meet old• She thinks that i fall in love with body  Are you mad,  I never think it for somebody• I always accept you in all imperfection Nthing matters what's the situation• I swear I never thought this or somebody She thinks I fall in love with body....... 

"Your hands look heavy  Can i hold it for you?"                                       "Your lips look lonely    Would they like to meet mine? "                         "Do you have any name or  Can I call you mine?"                  "Let's be nothing,  "Cause nothing lasts forever".                             "If you were a cute vegetable You'd be a cute cucumber."                      "Are you a dictionary  Cause you are adding Meaning in my life." "Do you have a band aid  Because I scraped my knee  Falling for you."                                             "Well here I am       What are your two other  wishes."                                                                                   "If you were a baker   I'd fill your buns with creams."                             "I hear you are good at algebra Will you replace my eX without asking Y ?"                  

Feminism, what does this 'ideology' mean? Does feminism mean that you support nudity in the name of modernism, or that you understand the importance of women and have respect for women's dedication in their behavior.  The current patrons of feminism do not see the way the body of women is being sold in advertisements. Why? Because they have to see it only! Whatever they will be able to do to see what they want to see, by putting a dagger of feminism on them. But if his wife, daughter or sister wants to come in that form then he will sit and cry. Their distinctive 'feminism' scales will then change. In today's TV serials, the way the 'his wife with him and his wife with it' tradition is seen with today's so-called feminist chatter, if his wife assimilates the same form of woman? They cannot possibly answer this question. And how will we give, when the subject of your home comes, then the big schools of fake doctrine are destroyed.

This is a story about the first year of my relationship with the girl I love. I suppose it starts back in July 2019. She was dating my best friend at the time, they were in a relationship for a few years and it ended on bad terms. While they were dating I had only seen her one time, I didn’t really say much to her as I am a very shy and socially awkward person. I think I managed to get a few hellos out but nothing more than that. The next time I met her was on the 31st of October. To be honest I don’t really remember that night much since I was black out drunk for the majority of it. By that time things seemed to be ok between her and my friend and that’s how I started talking to her more. In late December we were all talking in group chats, online I am a lot less awkward and am able to talk to other people, so this was a great way for me to start talking to her. As I started to become more friendly with her I started to realise that she’s not how my best friend made her out to be at a

T he central argument of black feminism is that class, racial and sexual exploitation are related to each other.  For years, the prevailing currents of feminism have consistently ignored racial-class exploitation while talking about sexual exploitation.  Subsequently, in the year 1974, the Combahi River Collective presented the argument that only after the liberation of the black woman is the liberation of the entire human society possible.  The theory of Alice Walker Kevomenism has been an important contribution in laying the groundwork for the black movement.

T he history of liberal feminism is very old in the history of other theories of patriarchy.  It is based on the principle of gender equality.  In the early eighteenth century, liberal feminists underlined the contradiction between democratic values ​​of freedom and equality and the subordination of women.  The ideas of freedom, equality and justice that formed the foundation of liberalism were completely opposite from the life experiences of women in powerless and enclaves.   Early liberal feminists, especially Mary Wollstone Craft , strongly intervened to correct such misconceptions about women.  In his article 'Supporting the Rights of Women', published for the first time from London in 1792, she strongly advocated for women's rights.  Subsequently, Italy's Christian de Pijan wrote for the first time about gender relations and Jeremy Bentham , in his book 'Introduction to the Principles of Morals and Legislation', deprived women of their rights by pretending

The Autumn eve 🍂 It was a glorious, colorful autumn eve.  We’d just left the coffee shop.  When we walked by, she had giggled and pulled me inside, saying, “C’mon, let’s be basic cool guy  and get some pumpkin spice!” I don’t like coffee. I never had. But when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I’d ever tasted. My hand still tingled where she grabbed it. As we walked through the park with our drinks, a light drizzle began to fall. She pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders. “Don’t be silly,” she giggled, pulling me under the umbrella with her. I couldn’t help but laugh too, her laugh is infectious. “So Rahul…” She began. I knew this tone of voice, it’s dangerous. “Who do you like?” She whispered, and I looked away. I wanted to say, ‘you, you, a thousand times you. You’re the only one I can ever think about.  You’re gorgeous and sweet and funny and…’ Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked