Friday, June 11, 2010

I am in LOVE.......


Yes I am in love. Many of my friends must feel I have said this a zillion times, but guys this time it’s different. It happened way back when I was just growing up. I seen her for the first time and I knew this was love. She is the one I want in my life. Her looks, they way she moves, they way she looks- all got me dazzled and dazed. There were times when I used to just think about her. There are times when I just think about her. I can stare at her all day long, as she does the same. That’s the beauty of her. She will never complain, she will never ask for reasons, she will take you where you want to go and be with you all thru your life. She has the power that no one of her genre have, she has the beauty and by the looks I can say just one word- HOT. She is the prettiest, the most pretty one I have ever comes across.
But, things will be difficult or rather are difficult. She is of princess status and I’m a stable boy. She is pricy and I- poor. She is from Bandra- Linking Road and I’m from Bhayandar- Uttan Road. I know this world says you can buy anything with a smile but her step-Uncle wanted cash and I had the smile. It was a mushy Sunday evening and the sun was heading to set and the moon shining bright. Perfect! I could not resist myself, so I went to her house. Her Uncle stood at the entrance and asked me, “Yes?” but I was looking at her, speechless!. She didn’t say a word. Why would she say? She was in a fix. Support me and her Uncle will beat the shit out of me. So, she was forced to support her Uncle who takes care of her everyday. “I want to.....(explicit content in next stanza)”, said I with a shivering mouth. “Sure”, he said. I touched her face. She had the same smile. Her beauty was evident from miles away. She was dark and I a racist, but yet the love was too strong for anything to come between us.
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I took her out of the house right in front of her Uncle, but he knew I would get her back safe. I touched her smooth back. She was silent; beautiful indeed. I was determined to ride her. I put it in. She was turned on. She roared like no one of that street. I got onto her; a little more tightly. She roared louder. We went thru the streets. All the while it was the man on top position. She didn’t mind; gentle lover I am. All the men envied me, even the ones committed. I felt her hand; her eyes shone bright. She was looking as beautiful as she could. I didn’t want to stop riding her. Her roaring, my pleasure- this is what life should be! She wanted me to take her home. Times change and it was time to get her back to her Uncle. She didn’t want to go for sure But, what could a stale boy do? I steered her back home, she said No again. Deep inside she cared for me, if I didn’t take her home it would be her step-uncle’s fist and my face. I gave her back; safe and sound. The brightness in here eyes was not there anymore. She was totally turned off. The servants took her to a corner and kept her. Silent she stood as always staring back at me and me at her.
It’s been more than 4 weeks now since I have seen her. I remember her even today. I remember all of it...all of it. I remember the day.........the beautiful day- the first time I took a test-ride of a Royal Enfield 350cc.....(tears drops....).


Moral of the story: Never take a test-ride if you can’t afford a bullet. Falling in love with the bike guaranteed and after effects- suicidal.

4 comments:

  1. And all through reading your post, I was thinking why you didn't mention anyone last night!
    Man-on-top position :D :D
    Bhayandar- Uttan Road ! LOL :D
    Too good Calvin!

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  2. dude..i feel ya..as much as i wud want to let u "ride" my baby...im afraid ur insightful blog here has made me think otherwise..we dont need love triangles here now do we bud

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  3. boy!!! This un's hilarious.Very Impressed..hahaha!!!

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  4. @Anubha: hehe
    @Anil: There may be bloodshed in this love-triangle.
    @Urmi: Thanks Urmi :)~

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