Sex and Bliss in juxtaposition part2

This is entirely work of fiction.Incidents and mis-happenings are product
of my imagination and 99.99% fictitious.Any resemblance to actual events
or persons,living or dead,is entirely coincidental.










she bustled away from him as soon as he touched her thighs and moved
far from him .

Furious about her unusual repercussion.
'This is not the first time we r doing this...'Reached towards her and uttered in appeasable
tone.

'We have done such sinful act earlier too '.she replied huskily.

'U think i've used u'.

'No..'..

The mere thought of going to bed with him this time,of exposing herself physically and
emotionally made her insane.


He dragged her towards him by holding her waist and kissed at her nape.

'I'm losing my self-respect through this.Can't u leave me a little pride?'
I've already lost my Second year of Engineering.Now my degree gets elongated
of this idiot Education System for one more year.

'I'll get u out this.Believe me.'

She leaned her forehead against his chest,her eyes filled with tears in destitute.
she looked at his eyes.His inscrutable eyes added her agony further.As if she
wanted to ask HOW?

'Whole campus Knows my truth.I'm now victim of their persecution.
She choked brokenly.
'Let me go.I want to go home!!.' She struggled more stiffer this time.
His arms tightened her even more,caging her,she started sobbing
even harder this time.


Holding her tight.He rested her chin against top of her head

He remembered the first time he saw her with bookfull of both hands
She looked awesome in Red dress with pompon.


'Do you know the first time I saw u.U're holding drafter on one shoulder.
Hefty books on other hand.

Since then i've been doting you. My every move could be called moronic.'


Emotional modus vivendi made her to move with him to the bed.




Stealthily she unclipped her earrings and put them at the side of the bed.
The boy overjoyed!!! although he have had the pleasure to watch his girl getting
ready to go to bed with him,before this.Today!! It was different He won her emotionally.
He helped her to remove her halter.His pulse rate starts to flail with that
skimpy view.He next helped her to remove her brassire.His pulse rate reached
at its peak.

She removed her last impregnable barrier by herself.Posing herself as sheathless mermaid.He dragged her by pulling her
bare and glowing leg towards himself.He kissed at her toe and pulled her back towards
the bed.he followed her down,nuzzled her navel.Her frigid body starts to melt.
Her mouth opened in bedlam;his mouth seized hers'accomplishing a erotic kiss.
His turbulent moves arouse her lust, rubbing her lips over his and then asking
for more.

He hold her breasts, she moaned .He hold them tenaciously and made them ache.
He parted her thighs ,she starts to tremble , he made a move to enter
her.He lunged hard and entered her a little.He made his next move sadistically
confirming a complete coitus.
Utterly shattered she was in his arms concealing her face against his chest..
accomplishing masochism via liaison.

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I can smell them... they r coming, the wind is drawing them closer...
Sky turned blue-Black, like a venom filled neck of Lord Shiva.
Everything turned in false black...
Clouds brings with them the greatest pleasure of all innate blessings.

Birds gyrating desperate to seek shelter either to their nests or at crannies of nearby buildings.


Summer had been hotter,it had been much hotter than previous one.
only few days back jaipurites were crying in fulmination for rain to come.And then it came
in abundance.Breaking all previous years records.





A massive thunder in the sky and then all of sudden a huge
roar from nowhere,they r all children in hordes who causes this mayhem.

playing hopscotch,Gyrating, freeing their torment of school.
Their parents have warned them not to go outside to have bathe
in first rain.They screamed on them, its filth n pollution which draws with first rain.
some more educated called it a acid Rain.But for Children "Who cares".

Then a midget drop so light that u can imagined of it coming from a leaked
air-conditioner.



leaving the squalid roads behind.
Pigs wallowed in the dust.

When rain stops,air turned sweet.The Trees and shrubs have
spread fragrance into the air and carries away our sorrow with it.

Culvert running at its peak pace with water,resembling itself a small tributary of
some river.
Water-logging, potholes,patchy-roads have caused snarls.
But still believe me it's a blessing in disguise.




This is an eulogy in praise n devotion to Almighty...

Fast n Furious

With little trepidation I approached to my car and as I inserted the key it starts

roaring forcing me to retreat. For how long i'll be in cradle riding a two-wheeler

with its modus operandi already known to me much before? I tried again with verve n

switched the car to its first gear giving it an undulated start.

I know i'll move from a 'scion' to 'doyen' of Driving one day. With this thought in

mind i now switch myself to its fourth gear. Although I still have to register myself

for licence but i have registered myself to the driving arena.


3 months later.....

And u know what!!!i successfully did my test at RTO which now makes me a legal

driver.
recently i drove my brother's car in Delhi From Pitampura very near to
Madhuban Chowk till Netaji-subash Place.(These two places or broadly speaking
every road in Delhi is notorious for snarls.)

Spirituality n Simplicity 2 beautiful words too mesmerizing world.

I celebrated Holi with full of joy n gaiety,dancing in a circle with people of all

religion with nihilism in mind. I tried to be cynosure among girls but left with rust

in hands. I was almost in trance state while praying n I know my prayers reach to God

through Kindling . I pray for myself ,I pray for philanthropy n I pray for Children

of a lesser God.

Broth*l or Girls Dorm (Choose Urself)

They say all boys are same.
Yes we are!! n who am I to flout pretty girls sayings?
u know God himself sometimes sends his messages through
cute kids n pretty girls....


I had a friend of mine back in college days who eventually n unfortunately got
this so called 'Information Technology' Stream.
She was frustated with this whole techonology.
Although it was fine for her during first year.

But curriculum was forcing her to have a computer.I produced myself in benevolence.
In between lectures I adviced her to have a
desktop instead of a laptop.

But had a mischeivious plan in mind.I let her know the
evil part of my supporting hand.

'See i'll accomapany with authorized computer guy to your Hostel. '

'What....Why?'

'Just for fun.'

'It's dangerous...'


I was aware of menace of this but still i mustered
inner strength n entered in heaven. I placed my right foot first at...'CNC' 6 storey Girls Hostel.

I dressed myself for the expedition perfectly.
I was aware that these Girls hostel Wardens will grill
me n may give my panceras a exertion.

She was horrible,she had large,cold fishy eyes.Slight doubt
n she would have been beheaded me.But I played my part
brilliantly.Her compartment looked more ugly.
Everything there was hard and polished giving it a
severe varnish look.

I wore an ordinary half sleeves shirt.A matching trousers.
I replaced my shoes with a pair of toilet slippers.
I gave up my wrist watch and ring for the greater cause.
I camouflaged myself as a helper as only a technical helper
could have a providence then.n now, here I was
ready to be frisked.

I armoured myself with a tool-kit n accompanied with the real technical guy.



My friends place was at sixth floor,it jollied me as i could find more time
with all undergarments hanging around the passage added
charm to my voyage.




It was day time around 1700hrs most of them had their siesta n were half dizzy


majority of them were in shorts n cloaks.Some of them recognized
me n were shocked sighting me at their dorm.
I was a fastidious bloke there.



I sighted a girl who was busy clipping her dark black tress with
both of her hands reaching almost to back of her head adding
extra size to her bosom.Her Red T-Shirt made a way for me
to have an eye on her tummy.Her flaunty legs had already hipnotized me.
I wish i could had the privilege to help her to tie her hair,so that no one else could see her kaleidoscopic figure.




I could hear the commotion coming from all direction
n believe me majority of them were with their cell phones.It is only through
this day i infered that a girl having a Reliance handset sure to have a boyfriend.



I placed myself studiously at my friends room.


The other technical bloke had a snuff with a white powdery stuff...
He was looking very similar to South-Indian type movies where a villan
prepares himself before raping a woman.

Believe me these girls hostels are much better furnished than boys dorm with
study tables astrologically placed at their venue.
Wallpapers of bare chested 'SALMAN KHAN' n 'JHON IBRAHIM' glued atristically with their
underwears clearly visible.
Three beds juxtaposed promoting lesbianism.I could only find two Teddy
bears up above the cupboard greeting me with a pinky smile.
As if they were only one who pleased sighting me.




Only with few pretty clothes agglomerated at the corner of the room
I saw a girl in shroud at my friends attic.
She woke up with noise.

She excuse us and made her way out of the room.

It was a picturesque scene from there with 'Sharahd'(Girls Hostel) to its right,



another girls hostel named 'Shiddhi Vinaayak' to its left n 'Sweet homes'
(truly a sweet home to be) to its back adding brilliance to the whole panorama.

I wish i could have a flute there so that as a flautist i could mesmerize
all girls from there to my dorm.

GodMen n saints say human life is Transient and Ephemeral.
They termed fate as fickle.

yes!! it is true n i felt i lived my life to its fullest at Girls
dorm n Thanked God for this fate that i embraced with both hands.

Love-ly Regale

I sighted a leggy lass
embellished with tress

I wish I could have a limousine
with charismatic ambience of all time

I took her for a din-din
with a ballad to make everything grin

I winked in reverence
as it was my allegiance

I made ensconce for u
as I only finds solace in u

I mesmerized her with my footsie
as it produces the desired ecstasy

I gave scrimping a holiday
for this grand holy-Day

I tried to nibble the meal
so I could get extra time to deal

She thanked me for the gourmet
n i Welcomed her with deep respect

I can't promise u dinner everyday
neither i promise u a diamond ring eachday

All i can promise u is unconditional love
when time gets tough u'll find me in ur perch

I promise i won't be a drone
I will lend my hand to kitchen in adorn

We make our culinary a daily work
to give our muscles a jerk

I promise i accompany u at scullery
n promise u to mend tapestry




n all i can promise is unconditional love


-Harsh Kumar

Luck By Chance

She stood along a pole next to me in Delhi Metro.
Her long hair reminded me of Spaghetti.Though they were slightly dim in color compared to that of her eyelashes as mascara was adding extra charm to them but believe me
they didn't require any sort of embellishment,as nature
had already added frills to them in best possible
way.She had a multimedia cell phone with its
enhancement making its way through her bosom to her
beautiful ears.

As everyone there was watching her with corner of their
eyes,somewhere inside me a tiny baby started dancing in
jollity.Her looks could have detoured any wise man making him totally insane.

I was carrying a pocket dictionary ,a small spiral
diary n of-course 'TOI' to mark words which i think were
completely alien to me.

She sat right adjacent to me and while sitting her elbow brushed mine blowing all my conscience into air.Her
cleavage almost metamorphosed me into a virtual
orgasm state.


'This is the best way to enhance your vocab'.She said.


'Thanks, I think it is the best way to kill time. next
only listening to music(Keeping my torch n FM enabled
1650 deep inside my trouseres pocket ).' Styling in my
own way with my fringe of hair.

'Yes trully said... Hi! I am Ritika(name changed) from
MDI.'

I know when u are from one of those prestigious colleges
u never miss a chance to reveal that out.

'Hi! Harsh... a SoftWare Engineer'.

'Great'...My father used to insist me to become an
Engineer but I protested strongly then.n today i feel
happy for my rebellion.



I tried to show her a Draconian look for that but
could'nt.



'I also wanted to be a 5 star Chef u know Sanjeev
Kapoor was my role model then.But when i put
forward my proposal in front of them they started
laughing.'

'you are funny' she said.With a slight pause 'From Where u did your Engineering ?'


"Bharti VidyaPeeth Pune."

'i have heard about it.It's a nice place n u have a
CCD in your campus na.. n then u have chain of
Richie-Rich who can serve u even at 3'oClock late night
right.'

'yeah! Heaven...i like Sizzling Brownie there.btw how you know all this?'

'One of my friends also did her Engineering from there.
n i have also heard about the stringent marking scheme
there from her.'

'It's true.They r not going to give u marks only because
u r a girl n When it comes to practicals the situation
gets even worse.'



Next ten minutes passed without much fuss.I was
mentally kicking myself for not making best use of
available time which was bestowed upon me by God himself.I
could only manage to look at her with corner most part of my
eyes with only spectacles in my aegis.Her 'Hour-Glass' figure
makes her a perfect future marketing icon for a sugar-free advertisement.
I wished I had an X-RAY type chemical(very similar to one used by SRK in
'BADSHAAH'.Although I strongly beleive he incidently looked 'Twinkle KHanna'
through it) into it so that i can have a view of her viscera.




'Where do u live in Delhi?'

"PitamPura".I didn't ask for her address as I
thought it would add to the boring impression on her.
Although i still curse myself for that.


'RAjiv Chowk' doors will open on the Right .Mind the
gap.'

'Can i have your number?'

'Oh! ya sure...it's 9811xxxxxx.'

'bye!'

Well! i'm still waiting for her to call....carrying that

same SIM card in my wallet with a faint hope that she will call me someday.




P.S. : All my writings are outcome of sheer imagination with a pinch of truth.