Though he had betrayed her,
she still loved his company.
Linking to One Word Sunday: Company
As she unmasked him,
Little did she know what was to follow,
Deceit and Betrayal was his way of life,
Bouts of rage were accompanied by sweet nothings,
Conversations were filled with endless lies and silly jokes,
She could only wonder how things changed.
Linking to dVerse Poetry Quadrille Challenge: Silly
He had seen her for the first time during his brother’s wedding. She looked angelic in the pink saree she had worn for the day. Every time she danced, a strand of her hair fell on her face which she brushed away with her fingers. He was lost in her thoughts throughout the wedding and beyond.
Being the extrovert he was, Ronnie went ahead and proposed Anna quite literally in front of everyone. And the rest as they say was history.
He loved playing around with people’s lives when it came to matters relating to love. He could effortlessly fall into and out of love without the partner even getting a hint. All was hunky dory until the time he got thrown out of her life. ‘Circle of Life’, isn’t it?
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – February – My post no 5 for this month.
Pre-marital sex is a word which can’t be uttered in many countries for fear of the so called moral brigade. It’s a term which has always been associated with religion, culture, regions, caste, creed and the likes. While people of some religions and regions allow it, there are many countries and many religions which consider it as a sin. But whatever be the case, people are slowly but surely starting to be more open about it.
Our traditional Indian family values which are embedded into our system from the time we are small children are based on the fact that when we marry someone, we should marry him or her for the whole life (or for 7 births as they used to say). We should consider everything from the nature of our partner to the social well-being of the family before making our decision. And then once the decision is made, we should stand by it till the time we are not in this world.
“I charge 2000 bucks for one night. Take it or leave it.”
“2000? Isn’t that too expensive?” With wrinkles all around his face, hair which had turned white and a frail body structure, age seemed to have caught up with him.
“Hey uncle! Looks like you are new to this place. No one has the guts to ask me such questions. You are old enough to be my grandfather and that’s why I lowered my rate out of respect. Otherwise, you can ask anyone, my rate is not less than 3000 per night.
Looks like, you still want to enjoy some nice sex, is it?” I nudged his arm and winked.
And so I got my first customer of the New Year. No one cares how the customer looks or thinks like. If he is ready to pay what one demands, there’s nothing better than that.