From Spring to Ashes

The night was growing old and her eyes were still wide open. The kohl is now smudged and the red lipstick is no more there. The calling bell never rang.

She waited till it was dawn and then she slept there.

It was raining that night. The champagne worked on him. His eyes all over her and the sparkle in his eyes was enough for her to take the next step. However, the restaurant was really not the place.

They kissed in the rain. Inside the cab they cared for no one. The cab driver looked in the mirror many times but they did not care.

His hand all over her, the warmth breath of his on her nape and the sensation all over her body- they craved for more and more.

She did not want it that day. It was late and the weather was bad. She thought of making it special. When he wanted to come in, she stopped him there. The next night she thought would be perfect.

Virginity was sacred and she wanted to wait for the right person and right moment to lose it to.

The right moment never came….

She was in his thought, when the high beam of the opposite truck made him blind. He felt nothing afterwards…..

It’s been 2 yrs! She is still waiting…

Wearing makeup, lighting candles…

The calling bell never rang!!

Poison Ivy

He looked back at the crossroad through the car window. He never really thought he has to cross this path in his life and now when he did, he is feeling numb.

The scent of women, the silky smooth skin has always been his drug. He always felt better and energized after playing with a young women’s body. It was his driving force.  Even at this age he felt proud of his body and how he still excites the girls who are half age of his.

The red light is still on and the huge traffic jam in front strangely didn’t disturb him anymore. He has all the time now.

He thought about last night. Her silky smooth brown skin and black shoulder length hair made her look like a goddess. With every thrust he could see her pain and yet she didn’t give in. She urged for more and more. He became a demon and ravaged her. Her magical scent drove him crazy. Her kohl smudged eyes took him to another world altogether. All these years he almost forgot that animal inside him still exists.

The light turned yellow. With that growing and burning chest pain he looked at the photograph and the note behind again.

It was her photograph with her mother that she intentionally left behind.

The photograph shocked him.

He knew her mother!!!!!!!!!!!

Many years back, they knew each other… "well”. The scent of her body once drove him nuts. Her eyes once took him to another world. A few nights of togetherness and a few nights of wild lovemaking is all he could remember.

A line was written on the backside of the photo.

“Happy Father's Day Dad. Hope you liked the gift last night”

With the growing pain on chest, his world suddenly went Black. The traffic light has turned Green now.

Are you Connected?

Technology was supposed to bring us all closer.

Well, I have 400+ friends on facebook- if you can call that coming closer to so many people at once.

I keep updating my status on facebook multiple times in a day.

I love sharing pictures on Instagram. I love talking non stop on Twitter.

However, still at the end of the day I sometimes feel lonely.

And when I wonder- I find out, that I am not really getting closer to most people.

There is a void I sometimes feel inside.

But then, staying away from home, staying away from friends- You need a medium to be in touch always.

I am always connected with people via whatsapp, Facebook or Twitter using my phone and Tab.

Few days back I was checking a new tablet.

I just realized- it is the obsession of staying connected that drives me

I realized it is the obsession to know about the news and what’s happening around the world-

I realized it is the obsession to find myself in the cyber world that drives me…

May be it is not bringing people closer really…

But Virtually it is…

I am happy with that…

I am happy with the tech savvy tag that I got.

Wings of Life...

Late nights, beer, music, success, sex, gossip…

He was getting bored of everything…

All of it…

Faces started to becoming unknown to him.

The masks are now falling off.

He was tired of fighting.

With himself.

With his parents.

With his wife.

He was scared.

He was scared of society.

He was scared of future.

He was scared of humiliation.

He felt trapped.

Forever.

The "lady" inside him was crying.

His couldn't let it come out.

The downfall from the 17^th floor suddenly seemed the only solution to him….

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~Lady in Black~

She could see them…

Making love and cozying up in each other’s arms.

Little did they know about the future and they did not worry.

She took a step forward.

Her black lacy dress felt like black clouds.

She saw their little puppy playing with the colorful ball.

She felt pity.

Pity isn't really her nature.

They looked through her.

Her fingers clenched.

Her eyes twinkled.

The puppy started barking.

The couple left the bed to see outside.

She knew this is the time…

She felt pity for the puppy.

But it is not the ideal time…

She has more important work to do…

Kill…

Her name is “Death”….