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As a man I know that one seeks more pleasure by cajoling someone and not just buying it right away. The more difficult it is to win yourself a good deal (or a good pair) of love making that is nowhere close to love, the more amazing it appears to be.
Each one has her own story, her own background and not everyone has been on sail through a tragedy.
They are stark professionals, and the best part is that you don’t even realize it.
It was the one place where all your senses and your Indian intelligence might fail to decipher who’s who.
There is not much difference between getting laid and playing drums; the harder you hit, the better the cords revert.
My bosses liked me and they liked my work. And this is the myth we lead ourselves to believe when working with a creative agency.
It sounded great, but there is a thing with creative agencies: they want your talent, but they’re not sure of whether or not they want you.
It is a lot easier to sing out loud when you are a singer, or write down if you are a writer. All your sorrows would soften down to a beautiful creation.
Back at the campus ingress, the farewell banner read, ‘It’s One Big Joint that Binds Us’.
Life here even surpasses Newton’s first law of motion, which says, ‘Every matter continues to be in a state of motion unless an external force is applied to it’. In Banaras, no external force is enough to move the city from its state of tranquil. The curve never shifts up or down. This is where you may stand still and look into yourself.
While the body burns on one side, you see a tawaif or a call girl dancing wearing her ghungroos in the celebration of the freedom of another soul from this world
We have always considered practical exams being girls’ bowl of ice-cream; they topped them, no matter what. And if you are an engineer, you’d know why I said that.
So I stood firm, and so did Gupte. Until the day when we both discovered that she had been going out with a third guy.
a bro can always find you a great hoe, but a hoe may take away your best bro.
For a moment even the bottle seems to be joking with me. Yummy Dish, your time is over! Grab a shot from me and get on the ground.
There’s a dark and empty space where I found myself standing then, and there has been no escape from there ever since.
Before I could ogle at her from across the kaju barfi, gujiya, mathri and kachori on the centre table, we were asked to get into a corner and have a conversation.
Education to please relatives, marriage to please more unpleased relatives, and then kids to please relatives who have suffered all the other pleasures of life.
And to the remorse of the world we did not just talk about guys, in fact hardly about them.
I believe there is a species on this earth that could never be happy enough – writers.
Writers aren’t just any people. They are insane, eccentric, unsettled and seek the most unusual things. But, then again, it’s this same nature that pushes them to compose such profound poetry.
In engineering terms it got bent to, ‘with great pressure, comes great packs of cigarettes’.
whether or not we cared enough for electronics and communication, we definitely did to fix every circuit of problems that belonged to almost anyone in our link.
It went amazingly well. I mean after six months of wavering and one night of marathon reading, we had nailed it!
After every exam, which mostly happened to be nothing less than great, the story was set – all beer no tear (sometimes whiskey too)!
It’s after seven pegs or more that you have lost it all. We call it the idiosyncratic phase. You belong to a different world and nothing around you can stop you from doing what you wish to and that’s when the world’s nastiest stories take place. But we are almost – not even close to it.
I discussed the thing with rest of the guys and then we made a plan – to drink some more.
There is a very mystic correlation between a crazy night and a forgetful morning; the latter is mostly followed by the former.
When it came to clubbing, we always had a policy: drink partially before entering the party, it saved money!
After all the clarifications and introductions, we ended up rounding a few more drinks.
Both Eleena and I believed that clubbing was overrated and the pre and post clubbing scenes were much more fun.
It was daybreak and the road was clear, so we reversed. We drove almost twenty kilometres in reverse gear that morning before we could turn around.
Our car stopped at few kilometres from the fuel pump, “Son of a bitch pulled out the fuel!”
Eleena and I walked up to the church as sombre as we could look. There were a lot of people gathered for the Sunday morning service.
It seems that Eleena had mistakenly exchanged her phone with the guy who walked up to her at the pub and kept receiving his calls all the way, assuming Atul was on the other end, which is why the guy was so mad at her.
When we reached Vishal’s place, we know why Atul was not there. She had never really had a talk with Atul. We danced on the bed and played a few dices at monopoly, when Vishal’s girl stripped off her jacket in angst at him and the next thing we remember her saying, “You girls want a game? I will show you a game,” and kicked our dices off the board. We stole some food and sneaked out later.
The fuel pump guy…well, there was no fuel pump in real but a hoarding of some oil advertisement with Sachin on it. Yes, I gave away my watch to a banner! This was why our vehicle stopped one kilometre from there. Meanwhile, Eleena regained her senses and called Raina.
If not for me, then for the love of alcohol, he should show up – he will show up,”
“Faith is a bitch! You never know when it turns out to be a delusion.
But there is just a single place where they all get a closure – a bar.
The chances of him throwing the regular confab at me of pretending to dislike her, when he was one of the many trying to woo her, were a lot less.
“See, that’s the benefit of doing a documentary in a bar, you don’t need a research,”
But the more the poverty, the better the chances for international films,”
Yet their faith in God was such that would never unhinge.
There was no explanation for the inebriate dancing, the gulping of camphor and the goddess residing in the body of the eunuch, but to the people around me, it was as good as facing the goddess herself.
Watching them boozing and enjoying themselves was something interesting, but not interesting enough for me to stay back and keep the camera rolling.
“They don’t have to. They are born with it. At first it’s their sex and later it is sex they desire to attract others towards them – and when all is done, they come back to the worry that everyone else irrespective of their sex ends up with: who will be with me in my last days?”
