“FUCK !!!!! - Aaliya”
“What now ??? - HR “
“I need to see the sunset from
the beach and not from the balcony – Aaliya”
“Oh, let’s go then – HR”
“Wait let me change into
something more comfortable – Aaliya”
“Ok, u use the bathroom and I will
change in the room, ok ?? – HR”
“Awww, how chweeetttt – Aaliya”
(She tried to come close to me
and pull my cheek but no way m allowing that)
“Go jaldi , else we will get late
– HR”
“Huh – Aaliya”
(She went in the bathroom with
her change of clothes and I changed in the room)
(I could smell something fruity,
flowery and sweet from the bathroom, god what was this fragrance??)
(Wasn’t the moroccon oil enough
to screw my senses that this new thing had come up)
“I am done, are u ready, can I
open the door – Aaliya”
“Gimme a minute – HR”
(Is there anything which I will
not like of her !!!! )
“M done – HR”
“Ok, m coming – Aaliya”
(Okkkkkk, she is wearing a
maroon_red_brown combination type of “Tank Top” and harems)
(Good she is not wearing a
t-shirt coz I HATE women wearing t-shirts, I mean they have so many choices
specially for women, why wear a t-shirt of all the things)
(She has tied her hair in a bun with
a scarf)
(There is also a stole around her
neck, some Aztec print)
(And thank god she is not wearing
floaters, I hate them as well, she is wearing flats)
(So far so good, I like her)
(Oh and did I even mention about
the fragrance, its more intense now, feel like cuddling up with Aaliya then and
there)
(I just want to bury myself into
her neck stay there)
(The fragrance was making me
mad)
(It made me her slave, if only
time could freeze and I could stand close to her and devour all the smell)
(I could stay here in the room
all the time smelling her)
(Is it the perfume or her which
is making me go mad now)
(As the evening breeze enters the
room her smell wafts more and more in the room)
(I need to get out of this room)
(I need fresh air, else will die
a sweet death)
(If only I could at least hold her
hands, that’s the closest I think I can get to her)
(That would be the closest I
could get to salvation)
(I would die a peaceful death)
(But m sure nothing of that sort
is going to happen)
(Oh Aaliya, I love u so much I can’t
explain)
(And don’t get me started on her
eyes, her peacock eyes, her mesmerizing eyes, her eyes)
“Chale ?? – Aaliya”
“Hello – Aaliya”
“Oh yeah yeah – HR”
“Do u want to eat something
before we go to the beach?? - HR “
“We will pick up some packs of
juice on the way to the beach, is it ok – Aaliya “
“Mmmm Hmm – HR “
“Ok, let’s go then – Aaliya “
“Yup – HR”
(Did she just hold my hand and
walk me out of the room ???)
P.S. - I have noticed there are lots of people reading the blog but none commenting, do let me know your comments as well. I helps me improve ....Thanks for reading.
P.S. - I have noticed there are lots of people reading the blog but none commenting, do let me know your comments as well. I helps me improve ....Thanks for reading.
Well u got d setting rite...aage batao
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha
Deletehey !
ReplyDeleteI have been reading your blog posts for quite sometime and I must say they make an amazing read. The flow of writing simply takes the reader along :) Keep it up !!
And NO, I am not putting a comment here really because you asked for it in the PostScript :)
Firstly thanks for the compliment.
DeleteSecondly what stopped u from commenting before today.
Keep commenting, i helps me know that the writing is being appreciated
Vikas one should learn from u how to appreciate those little little details which u describe so beautifully and make those tiny flowers into a grand garland..the way Aaliya and HR's chemistry is going ...it's lovely ..connecting all the dots of thoughts of HR and the cuteness of Aaliya is just amazing makes me wanna b up all night and finish it off ..it's so fresh n charming ..love it once again ..the way her smell her dressing her attitude her eyes n everything is described ...wonderful ..keep it up ..keep writing ..and adding more fans :p mwah
ReplyDeleteI don't know what to say here. U comment has more details than the blog itself. U yourself should do a blog in case you don't have one. Trust me u can do better than my silly blog.
DeleteAs always thanks for the wonderful comment and appreciation.
What do i write more, Aparna has explained it very well, i like the words like "sweet death", "Peaceful Death", awesome word choice. Though death is considered as one of the sad events in any body's life, abstracts like peaceful and sweet made me feel death is beautiful when you are with someone whom you love.
ReplyDeleteAliya is very very lucky!
Every one has a love story to tell, but it depends on the way one narrates, and you are master in that.
Looking at your comment makes me realize that maybe its not me who is writing the blog coz i dont realize using the words u mentioned ;).
DeleteRightly said,about narration of Love Story which m sure every one has, but people just dont express it.
Look at me, m expressing some one else's story here, wonder if i ll ever be able to pen down my story..
Waise m sure even ur story if written would be interesting ...
That story is already written, though it was only me who was feeling every thing, but i am glad my husband inspired me to pen it down, i will definitely post it very soon.
DeleteAwesome, let me know once u post it ..
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