Some soft rock,some flair
Moved around like, she was there
Sang along and hummed......
I JUST GOT FLUTED...
I JUST GOT DRUMMED.....
( Music: World's greatest Anaesthetic )
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Flown with Strings
Some soft rock,some flair
Moved around like, she was there
Sang along and hummed......
I JUST GOT FLUTED...
I JUST GOT DRUMMED.....
( Music: World's greatest Anaesthetic )
THE LAST POEM
Sand on my face,
Darkness Galore....
Chalice and cold water to make me pure
Hands clamped on the chest I lied......
Completed "yet" another circle of life
Darkness Galore....
Chalice and cold water to make me pure
Hands clamped on the chest I lied......
Completed "yet" another circle of life
Friday, September 08, 2006
"SLAP" OR "THE KISS"
He grabbed her from Behind pressing his body tightly against her, wrapping his arms around her chest, he just pressed it too hard to hurt her. He did not even let her keep her bag on the table the moment she entered. He was waiting just like a soldier.
The hard press made her jump on her toes and cry out loud, which he thought was a moan and continued to press. He was hurting her badly now. She wondered what he wanted with this, was it another forceful act or its just him showing the muscle power as usual.
He can't be termed as a kid, coz he was too shrewd to be one, he can't be termed as a man, coz he was too nasty for it, He can't be termed as a lover, coz lust is all he wanted.
But still She would stay with him, because he would not ogle at other women while she is his wife and that it has changed him a bit since marriage and he was getting a nicer WOLF now.
Everyday she would come back from work and see the home shattered to a Pirates Den. There would be beer bottles everywhere, food and sometimes his nauseatic moments on the carpet. Exhausted both mentally and ....... She would pick up a mopper and make it a home again. And there he would lie looking at her, enjoying a monstrous laugh, and a sleazy porn movie.
Days in her lives were all the same, work was no exception. She was undoubtedly the prettiest in town. That was one big reason she was able to earn. Co-workers were no better than her husband, mentally stripping her, right in front of her eyes .....DAILY and she could not do anything except pretending, she feels all safe here.
Not to mention she was not paid well, she did got lot many offers to raise the salary, but that meant she had to raise the clothing too. Determined, she would salvage it till she could, she was able to do it successfully so far.
A lot credit to her only reason to smile in life, her junior. He was few years younger to her, still vivacious, romping, raring to go, fearless yet innocent. He would make her have that forgotten smile and sometimes even that rarer laugh. She would sit with him and have her food, the only time she could "taste" it. She would grab a cup of coffee while he would pick up a large milk mug and proudly show some left on his half-grown moustache.
He was young yet strong, he had shades of becoming a Gentleman. He was chivalrous, which was one of the few things she found rare in her life, ..................Never from her own husband.
He would talk about sports, about education, about his works, his toys. How he won his first marble game, how he bunked his first class, how he almost kissed a girl on her lips in school, how he tried that cigarette, which made him cough for three days, how was caught watching porn by his parents and many such not so fascinating ....But interesting stories would be amused, amused not by the stories, but the feelings that this BOY would put in while telling her all. He would blush, he would hesitate, but he would share it all eventually with her.
He was soon becoming her only reason to smile and not to mention, reason to come to work. The other so called MEN of the society ignored the KID and her relation as they found him harmless and raw. But raw is what she liked, it was something about him that made her continuously looking at him while he would go on and on about his friends. There was a shine in his smile, a strange attraction in his appearance. "He would go on to become a Handsome man", She imagined. She would feel uncomfortable yet cozy if he accidentally touches her. He would quickly apologize like a gentleman, ohhh...Isn't he cute!!, she would think.
Times passed and it was 6 months with him now, she would have the coffee while he would have the milk, they would eat the lunch together where he gallops everything while she enjoys watching him. He would talk about Girls, attraction and sexuality and she would neatly explain him relation was getting better, but not for her, She thought she was getting to close with this BOY, she thought she had feelings. Now when he would accidentally touch her, she would like it. When ever he shows some care, she would feel special, whenever he would talk about other girls and attraction, she would feel uneasy.
Soon she asked him not to apologize each time. He was growing and had visible muscles. She started to like him as a MAN now. He was still a wild horse, and untamed one who needed a rider and a direction. She thought of becoming one, but was unsure about her husband, society, herself. This KID had potential, to become a successful gentleman who would attain so much in his life, pretty soon. And ofcourse, he was growing handsome.
One day, he kissed her on her cheek. Shivers went down her spine, she did not understand how to react, she felt great but was angry with herself to feel so wonderful with that contact. She felt "woman" after a long time.
She decided to remain quite for few days, making the boy realize he had done a huge mistake. Innocent yet attached he sent a blood written apology. That was bad, she cursed herself whole night and kept weeping. She blamed her silence for his extreme step. Next day she slapped him and asked him not be juvenile and do such things ever. She shouted and shouted for long, telling him, he is no more a kid and no less than any one else. She told him how she has seen him "evolve" and how bright he was. "You would scale mountains soon" were her last words before she returned the kiss on his cheek.
Leaving the place, she smiled and said,"You will make a great lover one day", and she said to herself at the same time, "I am already jealous".
Destiny took them apart, when she had to leave the town because her in-laws were dying........ She never returned.....
Its been five years now and he has reached even higher than she expected him to. He would still stand up to her and be polite. They just met accidentally at a Food place while she was buying lunch for her two kids and ailing husband, and he was standing at the counter dressed in sophisticated attire. He could hardly be recognized, but she was an easy catch. She did not have much wardrobe left. For past 5 years no addition were made.
He quickly paid for their meals, he was tough to argue now. He still had the innocent smile. She was amazed he drinks coffee now, black one. She enquired about the milk, which made him smile ( and she loved it ) and answer," Ohh that!! may be an year later. He was still a bit hesitant in front of her and she ..............................she got her smile back. Soon it was like old days, where he kept on telling about himself and she would continuously look at him. He was still the same, more handsome than she expected, more attractive than he expected, more sophisticated...more ..more ...........more.
He was doing a business, a healthy business which he started 8 months ago and was doing great. She wasn't impressed by the money, she was impressed by the BOY becoming a MAN. Hasn't he done a wonderful job, I knew he would become successful in life. Soon the early days revolved around her eyes which were broken by the snap of his fingers. HE had to go, but he promised to meet again and cordially invited the family over meal. The offer was gleefully accepted.
Just when he was preparing to leave and bowed one last time, she couraged and asked a question she might wanted to ask all these 5 years. "What made the difference, the SLAP or the KISS".
He was amused, he had a grin, he came closer, made deep eye contact and whispered in her ear........."WHY WOULD YOU WANNA KNOW IT, I WONDER !"......
smiled.......and left.
The hard press made her jump on her toes and cry out loud, which he thought was a moan and continued to press. He was hurting her badly now. She wondered what he wanted with this, was it another forceful act or its just him showing the muscle power as usual.
He can't be termed as a kid, coz he was too shrewd to be one, he can't be termed as a man, coz he was too nasty for it, He can't be termed as a lover, coz lust is all he wanted.
But still She would stay with him, because he would not ogle at other women while she is his wife and that it has changed him a bit since marriage and he was getting a nicer WOLF now.
Everyday she would come back from work and see the home shattered to a Pirates Den. There would be beer bottles everywhere, food and sometimes his nauseatic moments on the carpet. Exhausted both mentally and ....... She would pick up a mopper and make it a home again. And there he would lie looking at her, enjoying a monstrous laugh, and a sleazy porn movie.
Days in her lives were all the same, work was no exception. She was undoubtedly the prettiest in town. That was one big reason she was able to earn. Co-workers were no better than her husband, mentally stripping her, right in front of her eyes .....DAILY and she could not do anything except pretending, she feels all safe here.
Not to mention she was not paid well, she did got lot many offers to raise the salary, but that meant she had to raise the clothing too. Determined, she would salvage it till she could, she was able to do it successfully so far.
A lot credit to her only reason to smile in life, her junior. He was few years younger to her, still vivacious, romping, raring to go, fearless yet innocent. He would make her have that forgotten smile and sometimes even that rarer laugh. She would sit with him and have her food, the only time she could "taste" it. She would grab a cup of coffee while he would pick up a large milk mug and proudly show some left on his half-grown moustache.
He was young yet strong, he had shades of becoming a Gentleman. He was chivalrous, which was one of the few things she found rare in her life, ..................Never from her own husband.
He would talk about sports, about education, about his works, his toys. How he won his first marble game, how he bunked his first class, how he almost kissed a girl on her lips in school, how he tried that cigarette, which made him cough for three days, how was caught watching porn by his parents and many such not so fascinating ....But interesting stories would be amused, amused not by the stories, but the feelings that this BOY would put in while telling her all. He would blush, he would hesitate, but he would share it all eventually with her.
He was soon becoming her only reason to smile and not to mention, reason to come to work. The other so called MEN of the society ignored the KID and her relation as they found him harmless and raw. But raw is what she liked, it was something about him that made her continuously looking at him while he would go on and on about his friends. There was a shine in his smile, a strange attraction in his appearance. "He would go on to become a Handsome man", She imagined. She would feel uncomfortable yet cozy if he accidentally touches her. He would quickly apologize like a gentleman, ohhh...Isn't he cute!!, she would think.
Times passed and it was 6 months with him now, she would have the coffee while he would have the milk, they would eat the lunch together where he gallops everything while she enjoys watching him. He would talk about Girls, attraction and sexuality and she would neatly explain him relation was getting better, but not for her, She thought she was getting to close with this BOY, she thought she had feelings. Now when he would accidentally touch her, she would like it. When ever he shows some care, she would feel special, whenever he would talk about other girls and attraction, she would feel uneasy.
Soon she asked him not to apologize each time. He was growing and had visible muscles. She started to like him as a MAN now. He was still a wild horse, and untamed one who needed a rider and a direction. She thought of becoming one, but was unsure about her husband, society, herself. This KID had potential, to become a successful gentleman who would attain so much in his life, pretty soon. And ofcourse, he was growing handsome.
One day, he kissed her on her cheek. Shivers went down her spine, she did not understand how to react, she felt great but was angry with herself to feel so wonderful with that contact. She felt "woman" after a long time.
She decided to remain quite for few days, making the boy realize he had done a huge mistake. Innocent yet attached he sent a blood written apology. That was bad, she cursed herself whole night and kept weeping. She blamed her silence for his extreme step. Next day she slapped him and asked him not be juvenile and do such things ever. She shouted and shouted for long, telling him, he is no more a kid and no less than any one else. She told him how she has seen him "evolve" and how bright he was. "You would scale mountains soon" were her last words before she returned the kiss on his cheek.
Leaving the place, she smiled and said,"You will make a great lover one day", and she said to herself at the same time, "I am already jealous".
Destiny took them apart, when she had to leave the town because her in-laws were dying........ She never returned.....
Its been five years now and he has reached even higher than she expected him to. He would still stand up to her and be polite. They just met accidentally at a Food place while she was buying lunch for her two kids and ailing husband, and he was standing at the counter dressed in sophisticated attire. He could hardly be recognized, but she was an easy catch. She did not have much wardrobe left. For past 5 years no addition were made.
He quickly paid for their meals, he was tough to argue now. He still had the innocent smile. She was amazed he drinks coffee now, black one. She enquired about the milk, which made him smile ( and she loved it ) and answer," Ohh that!! may be an year later. He was still a bit hesitant in front of her and she ..............................she got her smile back. Soon it was like old days, where he kept on telling about himself and she would continuously look at him. He was still the same, more handsome than she expected, more attractive than he expected, more sophisticated...more ..more ...........more.
He was doing a business, a healthy business which he started 8 months ago and was doing great. She wasn't impressed by the money, she was impressed by the BOY becoming a MAN. Hasn't he done a wonderful job, I knew he would become successful in life. Soon the early days revolved around her eyes which were broken by the snap of his fingers. HE had to go, but he promised to meet again and cordially invited the family over meal. The offer was gleefully accepted.
Just when he was preparing to leave and bowed one last time, she couraged and asked a question she might wanted to ask all these 5 years. "What made the difference, the SLAP or the KISS".
He was amused, he had a grin, he came closer, made deep eye contact and whispered in her ear........."WHY WOULD YOU WANNA KNOW IT, I WONDER !"......
smiled.......and left.
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