Monday, August 12, 2013

Love, Sex aur Dhokha

For my friends who don't understand Hindi, the title means Love, Sex and Betrayal/Cheating.

"Why do you love me again?", he Whatsapped her. He loved hearing it again and again. And she gave him a different answer each time. But it felt good.

"Because.....I'm a sapiosexual. It's fun talking to you. I feel happy when I talk to you.", she messaged him back.

"And?" He was smiling.

"Hon...." Her words were like a partial moan.


"I love you"


"Yes! And I want to lie on your chest, listening to your heartbeat."

"And?" He wanted to hear more.

"Want to feel your stubble."

"I love you my darling"

"Feel your face with my fingers, kiss you on your chest, bury my face in your chest, get lost in you and not find myself...." She continued

"mmmmmm. I love that."

"Want to entwine my legs with yours..."

"Yes please. I want to bite your neck and shoulders and give you hickeys. Want to feel you, skin on skin." It was his turn to take the lead.

"Ohh yesssss." She purred

"I would turn you around and spoon you as my hand feels your body, running along your curves, feeling its heaves."

"Oh yes! Do that please"

"mmmmm" he purred back

"Honey. What are you doing now?" She asked naughtily.

"What do you think?"



"Want to continue with this?" She inquired

"Yes. What do you want?" He shot back

"I think I want it now." She was grinning

"I want to feel him grow hard in my hands. I want to feel it. Warm and hard." Another message.

"He's all yours, hun. Wet?"


"Want me to do something about it?"



"I'm waiting" She pinged again

"What would you like?" He asked.

"Your call. I like a lot of things. :-P "


"Find out for yourself" She was taunting him now.

"Why don't you lie down while I strip you down to nothing?'

" :-) Already on my back"

The frequency of the messaging was increasing.

He - Pulls down your bottom. And looks at you with a grin on my face.

She - Grabs and pulls your hair.

He - Kisses you on your navel

He -  And then your knees

She -  mmmmmmmm

He -  Runs my tongue from your knees to your inner thighs

She -  :-)

He -  Bites into your thighs

He -  Bites you on top of your panties

She -  Mmmmn

She -  Hon...

He -  mmm?

She -  I want you.

He -  I too want you, my love

She -  :-)

He -  What do you want?

She -  I want you :-)

He -  And???

She -  And what?

She -  I want you here.. Now

He -  mmm?

She -  I m wet for you.

He -  I want to be there

He -  Not doing anything about it?

He -  Maybe I should slide down your..............................

"Did you wash up?" She asked.

"Yes. You?"

"I just did" She replied. "Baby. I love you sooooo muchhhhh. Mwaaaahhhh :-*"

"I too love you. :-* :-* :-* "

She kept her phone aside as she had to take the Sambaar, which had been making till now, off the stove. She had been toiling in the kitchen till now. 

He folded The Hindu and stretched his legs onto the railing of the balcony. And he took the other newspaper in his hands, ready to devour it from the first page to the last.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

The Rape

It was dark and raining. The wind was blowing onto her face. She was running with all her might. Fear and despair filled her face. She knew that they were behind her and quickly gaining on her. Still running, she turned her head to see the two hefty figures behind her, running, ready to pounce on her. And then it happened. Suddenly, she found herself in a small puddle of water. She could feel the weight of one of her pursuers on her body, pinning her down helplessly. The stench of tobacco in his breath was unbearable for her. His hands moved on to the pallu of her saree. She screamed at the top of her voice. Her cry for help was silenced by the ghastly wind, as if it had joined the evil laugh of her other tormentor.

All this while, another man was closely watching the scene from a little away. He knew exactly what was happening before his eyes. As soon as the man reached for the woman's saree, he screamed in a loud voice that was heard above the voice in the background,

"Cut!!!! Pack up!!!!"

And the director walked towards the actors with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Sunday, June 02, 2013

It's raining...

It has been more than a month ( 5 weeks to be exact) since my transfer back to my home district. After spending the last three years in Alwaye with some of the best friends one could get, I was sure  the change would be drastic. I also knew that it would take me quite some time to get used to the new schedule, to the new place, the new faces, new colleagues and everything. Most importantly, I would be staying with my parents and commuting to work from there daily. Now, after a month, when I look back, I must admit that I was wrong on many a things. Today, as I walked back home after a movie, I decided to pen down the changes that had happened over the past few weeks.

* For someone who used to wake up at 8.30 AM in the morning on office days, I get ready and leave for job by 8.30 now. No more late nights too. All those days of late night football, movies and talking are over. By 10.30 PM, my jaws open wider than a hippo's and the very sight of the bed makes me fall onto it and romance it!

* Earlier, I rarely used to go to the movies. I always liked them in the comfort of my bed and laptop. Even when my friends used to go for 2-3 movies every week, I always had excuses for not joining them. I used to average 1-2 movies per quarter (Yes, we bankers measure time in quarters)! Now, including the one I saw today, it has been two in a span of 10 days!

* I've decided to get back in shape and stay healthy. Say bye bye to the pot belly. Today, I've bought myself a swimming cap and goggles. I'm thinking of taking an early morning swim EVERYDAY! Well, for that I will have to wake up even earlier. To take it notch higher, see the next point!

* Hold your breath! I've decided to start studying!!! What or rather For What is still a question mark! But it would be preparations for either the Civil Services or GMAT. Only time will tell. And as usual, I've ordered a new set of books from Flipkart. They have made quite a lot of money out of my unpredictable nature!

* My search for a fresh avenue is still on. Job applications are being forwarded at a very high rate. For someone who was arrogant that he cleared all the job interviews that he ever attended and that too with stars, I'm nursing the hurt ego from the last two outings. After flunking an interview and an MBA exam in the past one month, I've decided to be a little more serious while approaching things. Let's see for how long!

* Finally, I've decided that I will get back to reading and writing. I've made a personal promise of publishing at least one post per week here.

FootNote: The monsoons have arrived here in Kerala with a bang. Nothing is more beautiful than Kerala during the monsoons! But the daily commuting to work is a wet affair!

ToeNote: I will be older by an year in a couple of days. Oh man, am I suffering from the later half of the twenties syndrome?!

NailNote: I've been watching some really good movies lately including classics, Korean, Italian, Iranian. So far, I'm enjoying it to the core. I still  have a lot more in my collection to watch.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Preach what you can practice

This blog entry should have, in actual, been published three weeks back, when I was still fuming. Better late than never.

On February 22nd, 2013, I had the honour of representing the bank where I work in the Kerala Management Association's Young Manager's Contest 2013. Our four member team bagged the second runner-up position, sharing it with Wonderla Holidays Pvt Ltd.

From the onset, when the four member team was formed from aspirants spread across the country, we were set upon winning it for the bank. We talked to many people - industry experts, past contestants and were told to expect tough competition and not be shocked by the end result. And we were also asked to look out for Mr. S R Nair. Once the name popped up, we were keen to know who he was. Thanks to Google and the World Wide Web, soon we had enough info on him. His blog, S R Nair's Blog, gave us a insight into what we were to expect. A professional turned entrepreneur, as he himself claims, had views on everything happening around the world, be it business, politics, religion, sports or society. We were awed by what we saw and were a little concerned on what to expect during the finals, for which he happened to be a regular member of the judging panel (so we were told).

I don't want to talk about what happened during the finals of the KMA Young Manager's Contest 2013. It's best if we let that untouched. But what I want to say happened a week later, at the closing ceremony of the KMA Management Week. Held on 27th February 2013 at the Avenue Center Hotel, Cochin, it was also to be the presentation ceremony for the winners of the KMA-YMC 2013. And as informed, we reported to the venue at 6.30 P.M. Mr. S R Nair, who also happens to  be the President of KMA, was prominently seated on the dais. He opened with his speech of Kerala, on the theme of this year's Managment Week, beating a bush here and there, and making attempts at lightening the mood with his (attempts at) jokes.

Seated among the honoured guests on the dais was the director of one of the better known B-Schools of Kerala, who happened to be one of the sponsors for this year's management week. He too was one among the speakers on the occasion. Accordingly, when his turn came, he walked up to the podium and began his talk. The speaker was a holder of a Doctorate. The audience also had around 50 or more of his students.

A few minutes into his speech, Mr. S R Nair used his dais microphone to interrupt him, reminding him in full public that the doctor had 2 minutes to wind up his speech! Hearing this, my jaw dropped. I felt embarrassed on behalf of the poor speaker. And exactly two minutes later, the President again donned the microphone and told him loudly that his time is up!

For me, this was the height of insult. To be interrupted and asked to stop by the host when he was one among the invited guests. That too by a so man who cribbed in his blog in April 2012 that he was invited and insulted by one of the biggest TV Show hosts in Malayalam.Such hypocrites people can be! Now, when I look back, the most he has done in his blog is crib and complain about people and their lives. Some people live in the belief that they are so perfect and gifted that they have a right to criticize anyone and everyone and whatever they do or say is always right. Yes, everybody has the right to speech and the freedom of speech is of utmost importance but it should not be at the expense of others' rights and dignity. And it would be much better if people practiced what they preach. As for Mr. S R Nair, all I've to say is, What Goes Around, Comes Around.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

For the love of Freedom...

How much does a couple of packs of cigarette cost? A bottle of beer at your favourite pub? A coffee from CCD? A lip gloss by Maybelline? Are you ready to spare an equal amount, as a one time thing, towards the protection of freedom?

For those of you who have the habit of Googling things, you would have noticed that, in most of the cases, one of the top 10 search results would be a link to Wikipedia (or one of its sister websites). Recently, Wikipedia has put up a new pop-up banner in their site. It goes like this -

Dear Wikipedia readers: We are the small non-profit that runs the #5 website in the world. We have only 150 staff but serve 450 million users, and have costs like any other top site: servers, power, rent, programs, and staff. Wikipedia is something special. It is like a library or a public park. It is like a temple for the mind, a place we can all go to think and learn. To protect our independence, we'll never run ads. We take no government funds. We run on donations averaging about Rs. 1500. If everyone reading this gave Rs. 100, our fundraiser would be done within an hour. If Wikipedia is useful to you, take one minute to keep it online another year. Please help us forget fundraising and get back to Wikipedia. Thank you.

If you believe in the freedom of speech; the idea that information should be available without boundaries or curbs or limitations by the law, please do your bit for keeping the Wiki group sites running. The fight for freedom doesn't always require loud, flashy slogans or protests in the streets. Sometimes, all it requires is a few clicks.

Here are the different Ways to Give.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Social Etiquette Vs Brutal Honesty

When you have to choose between the above two, which one would you choose? The social retard that I am, I chose the latter. And see what happened!

Case 1: A few days back

Tring Tring

I pick my phone. The screen displays the name Ms. X. I pick the call.

X: Hi! (Excited)
Me: Hi
X: Uh? Hmmm. I called you to tell about my marriage!!! (More excitement)
Me: Okieeee (Read: longer than the usual)
X: It's on this 20th. It is at ABC. It's a Sunday. You should come. P knows the place. You could come with him........
Me: I won't be coming. It has been three weeks since I went home. Plus, have a theatre festival going on in my hometown. I want to be there too.
X: What?? You could have at least said that you would come and then, not have come.
Me: Is that what you wanted?


Case 2: A few hours back, over SMS

Y: :-) i hope u hv a better Sunday
Me: I doubt it.
Y: How cynical of u to crush my hopes for u to hv a better Sunday! Some ppl i tel u!

Still, I prefer to go by the latter. I rest my case.