These are the days of love comes, love goes.
At tinder speed.
It is not love as they say.
It is having fun.
Living the life.
Drinks today, followed by chatting sessions all night,
Few days (or may be not even that) and then we slide into casual sex.
And then when we get bored, we are out of it.
Both sexes are comfortable with this scene.
Off late, it makes me wonder if I come from a different generation.
(I know I am knocking on my thirty but still..)
All one wanted was a companion, not an ever changing sex partner
Does this change make one difficult to connect with oneself?
Am I different person every day for every date?
I am all for casual flirting but this is different.
It is the phase when your ego needs you to be seen with a prettier/handsomer face often.
It is the phase when knocking down more chicks/guys is the counter that makes you cool/cool-er.
It is the phase where dinner and movie dates have to be checked in.
Have the good old dating and 'casanova' days gone?
Has it all become so facetious and so glib?
At tinder speed.
It is not love as they say.
It is having fun.
Living the life.
Drinks today, followed by chatting sessions all night,
Few days (or may be not even that) and then we slide into casual sex.
And then when we get bored, we are out of it.
Both sexes are comfortable with this scene.
Off late, it makes me wonder if I come from a different generation.
(I know I am knocking on my thirty but still..)
All one wanted was a companion, not an ever changing sex partner
Does this change make one difficult to connect with oneself?
Am I different person every day for every date?
I am all for casual flirting but this is different.
It is the phase when your ego needs you to be seen with a prettier/handsomer face often.
It is the phase when knocking down more chicks/guys is the counter that makes you cool/cool-er.
It is the phase where dinner and movie dates have to be checked in.
Have the good old dating and 'casanova' days gone?
Has it all become so facetious and so glib?
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