Oct 8, 2008

The Fuck

He looked at her and thought of all the things that he wanted to do with her.

He wanted to create a perfect life with her at the center of his universe and him, all around her.

He wanted to do all the Bollywood things with her. A dance in the park, around trees, with multicolored extra dancers. He wanted to walk with her in the rain, holding the umbrella for her while he got drenched to the skin. He wanted to act like a clown for her and make her laugh. He wanted to carry her in his arms through the potholed streets of his village somewhere in the vicinity of New Delhi. He wanted to present her to his parents and beg his mother to take this girl as her daughter in law. He wanted to wake up next to her for the rest of his life and watch her face the first thing in the morning. He wanted to make babies with her and make her the happiest girl in the world.

She looked at him and thought, "Fuck, I have to fuck him."

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Note- What you just read above has been polished, and edited and redone in more ways than one. Can't argue with the fingers and the mind controlling them. Anyway, below this note is the story as it was written originally. I am too fuckin good to you people! Onwards Alexander! 

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He looked at her and he knew he wanted to make 'sexy time' with her. His over-imaginative mind drew up a vivid image with her at the center of his universe and him wrapped all around her.

The image in his mind was decorated, among other things, with a jar of honey, a pair of garden shears, candles, matches, cigarettes, a feather, a full chicken, a bottle of sauce and rope that would have gently held her. Tied up and ready for some sweet love treatment.

She looked at him and thought, "Fuck, I have to fuck him."

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There, we are done for Wednesday. Weekend is almost upon us. Tomorrow, we rock with a band :)


8 comments:

  1. yeah right. :|

    :P
    shouldn't it be the OTHER way round?????

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  2. Jadis...

    That's exactly the question I asked myself ;)

    N

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  3. I'd wonder how the unedited version of this would've been...but well, really, as orthodox as I am, it should be the other way round :P

    But its nice! :D

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  4. Fuck i like the original better. Can you please not bother with editing next time over? You suck at it.(Arghh..there i can be mean even to you now. Hah!)

    `He looked at her and he knew he wanted to make 'sexy time' with her. His over-imaginative mind drew up a vivid image with her at the center of his universe and him wrapped all around her.`

    weak Weak WEAK in the knees..and i don't know why. The wrapping part did the trick i like to theenk.
    :|
    Chuck.
    S.

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  5. Kartik...the babes kind of disagree old friend :P

    QB...hey the version below the note was the un-edited :) well, we can start a good lenghty debate about freedom of choice and all that here, but i guess we need a cuppa coffee for that, or two ;)

    Sakshi...critics! how I love them!:D to be true, I am bad at editing, all my teachers told me so, but you got to admit, i make up for that by being good at writing ;) weak knees? well, better not put stress on them :P

    Cheers! Thanks all! :)

    N

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  6. For heavens sake...stop editing ur stories buddy....you are quite a mess...lols...the original one is indeed better..and we all really cant beat you at the usage of adjectives......but certainly not ur best.....im waiting for some real good stuff to come up soon...!!!!

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