Drizzle drazzle, little drops
Slow in turn and little curves
Little of tickle
Little of touch
Drizzle drazzle, little drops
Slow in tickle, slow in touch.
Far-far away on a bridge engulfed in ... Read More...
Saturday - I am up, she is not next to me. My head, argh, it hurts. Perhaps she left for work. She hates her job but yet she drags herself to 12-hour shift every day. My cell phone is dead. I don’t have a track... Read More...
Parasmani ~ the touch of yours turns iron into gold or anything into gold ~ how can I not choose to turn into gold for the single touch of yours?
Here we are again~ the bank of Sunkoshi welcomes us. You can ... Read More...
I am a Gentleman.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen”, I told her as she walked across the room unclothed. She flipped her auburn hair, looked over the shoulder and smiled. I was helplessly fa... Read More...
These god damned dogs! One would begin howling, and then another, and a third, until the air was filled with their screeches and yowls. Nishan had heard of wolves doing that, but then, he mused, dogs belonged t... Read More...
We were at the crossroads and we meet often at the crossroads of life. There is enough distance between us now. Unnoticed are we, by each other. Pretending as if, we have never seen each other in life. As if we... Read More...
Yesterday was mystical, today is real. The fantastic world is dimmed now and it seems foggy. The walk is over and moments are always eternal. While I start reminiscing the walk it gives a chill in my bones. Why... Read More...
It was delicate & tiny. Protected from everyone, cupped between my palms...my precious. I never gave it to anyone for I cared so much for it, wouldn't let anyone even glance at it let alone touch it. Scratc... Read More...
A wind passing through us was separating us, we were burning inside with a fire so hot ~in the darkest night on earth. We walked through the pines ( may not be pines) , in between a nicely paved road which was ... Read More...
I was crying. A smooth, gentle, warm hug soothed me. I felt different; something strange but pleasant and that stopped me from crying. New faces and mostly strangers around. Do I know them? Do they know me? Why... Read More...
I feel different now. I don’t want to play with her wrinkles now. What a lovely feeling it is to be a woman. And to be a bride tomorrow?I will be throwing all the stones in the river; I will be wearing makeup a... Read More...
He hated this part. Absolutely hated it. If only he didn’t have to. It left scars all over his arm as is he was a beaten slave. He didn’t trust them either, not at all. He wanted to scream and shout at everyone... Read More...
The Next Real Thing - Part II
Part I here
It took me almost 5 hours to review his 4-page long document. And when I knew, I have already had a packet of biscuit and drank 3 cups of coffee. Maya stared at me fo... Read More...
The Next Real Thing - Part 1: A lunatic, a lover, a madman. Just because it dealt with a man, who was madly and stupidly in love with a girl. And the best part was, he didn’t yell or cry during any other inspec... Read More...
He was restless that day. He was not stopping anywhere nor talking to anybody for a longer time. He was totally blushed but nobody knew why? Only a few noticed him pulling his shorts down.
It was late June. ... Read More...
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