Monthly Archives: August 2007

My Wish

I wish I could sing… but did not find a song I wish I could write… but did not find a story I wish I could fly… but did not find the wings I wish I could dance… but did … Continue reading

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In Love

I think I am in love. In love for the third time. First time it was when my uncle gifted me my first storybook, a famous five by Enid Blyton. I was just 11 years old. My love for books … Continue reading

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Body

“To Ramu I give my farms, for his selfless service” Late Babu Roshan Lal, freedom fighter’s will was being read out, ” to my son, rest of my property. My eyes be given to the Eye Bank, and my body … Continue reading

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Pain

Please…Abir Not today I am tired Tied to the bedpost Her wrists ached. Thrash… Blood oozed From the corner of her lips I am your wife You don’t have to force. He started whipping madly With his belt. It hurts … Continue reading

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Kiss

Muaahhhhhhhh !! I could feel the warm thick betel juice trickling down my cheeks. She tightened her arms around me. You are choking me , I tried to squirm out, but by the time she planted another wet kiss on … Continue reading

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Surreal

Jeeves, this morning I felt very what’s that word, it starts with an S and means dreamlike. I was woken by the sweet voice coming from the Radio. I looked at Her. She was smiling. I say she because she … Continue reading

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