What do I do when an attractive young man sits across me with his legs spread so wide that his thighs and organ strain against the fabric of his jeans? …
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What do I do when an attractive young man sits across me with his legs spread so wide that his thighs and organ strain against the fabric of his jeans? …
The years, on my face, they made a map,
And you wonder why I’m always black.
You never asked what I’ve seen,
For the scars, they told you where I’d …
Somewhere deep within…
I see you cross your legs and sit right across me
I hear you smoke that cigarette
I see you fiddle with your hair
I hear your …
If you could see what I see, you would know why I choose to sleep
If you could hear what I hear, you would know why the silence
If you …
Yasmin sat staring at the wall while she absent-mindedly fiddled with the Rubik’s cube. She kept staring at the cube until the colors became a haze. And quite abruptly she …
…to love…not just always, but worse, all ways!
Now I find, what I thought was just mind and body
Is a love that ideally, should be of the soul and …
Bangalore, the beginning of winter. The days are shorter, the monsoon leaves its last spells of wet love on every roof, tree and head covered with dense hair. A chilly …
Her soft pink fingers rose
Toward my lipstick hued
Fast approaching breathless
Partially open mouth!
We stood still… the only movement now
Paused, staring into each other
With scorching orbs,…
Dhanush couldn’t forgive himself for the destruction he had brought up on Sruthi. What if I hadn’t talked to her on the flight that day? What if I hadn’t given her my email address? The guilt was a constant companion and it consumed him.
Fear froze Sruthi’s brain. Her body started shaking, visibly.”Don’t react. Stay calm. They are coming towards us, we can’t run. It will be obvious” said Dhanush.
I had set my eyes on his graying hair, met his wandering eyes, been the recipient of his smile a long time back. Little did I know that I would …
Blue shirt slowly started drumming his fingers on the chair. He was signaling Sruthi, obviously. Sruthi wondered if it would be a good idea to take her hand to the back of the chairs. The very thought gave her goosebumps. But, what if someone sees them from behind?
Three little words
“Time and space”
Justify immediate exits
With a touch of grace
“It’s about me…not you”
Another favourite – so true
To soften the blow
‘Cause they …
Charming face. Sharp nose. Attractive eyes. Bushy eyebrows. His mustache was dense too. At the bottom of the mustache, were those slightly wet, beautiful lips. The blue shirt he was wearing suited his dark complexion. She could see his chest hair, peeping above his shirt.
“There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them,” she said, her voice growing muffled as she buried her head under giant cloud-like …
There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them…
It would be tough to, especially as the seductive perfume of rose essence in …
There are few words to describe the smell of sesame oil. And I don’t have them…
I stood in front of a harlequin of chopped vegetables. Cooking.
I adore cooking. …
I thought of the afternoon to come, no the evening that was to follow. Diego and the rest of the boys at Rustom’s party.
Diego said he’d come dressed in …
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