Love to love you!

Her body was made for him, and his for hers. Their bodies intertwine and every curve fit perfectly together. Making love is such a pure expression of their love for each other.

Priety saw heaven in Rahul eyes and made sweet love to him. His scent is forever etched in her memory. She cried… because it was so beautiful, and something that she have ever wanted for so long. They made love everywhere they could. He craved and ached for her touch. She felt incredible against him, they were in pure bliss. Nothing else matters in the world for Rahul and Priety but themselves as long as they are together. Priety allowed no one but Rahul to enter the depths of her body and soul.

She could see all his passions, desires and wants in his eyes. One look is all it took, Priety could see the hunger in Rahul’s eyes. He would give all that he had, he would go to the farthest lengths to please her. Skin to skin with nothing in between, exploring every bit of each other. Listening intently to each others pant, whisper, breath in anticipation. No inhibitions or boundaries to hold them back.

Surrendering her heart, her body to Rahul from the start. Priety is the happiest and safest when she is in his arms. His love has captured her soul, heart and body…

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The Proposal…

Annie woke up early in the morning. As usual, first thing she did was checked her mobile. There was a message, “I Love You!” it read. It was from Steven. She smiled and rolled her eyes. She texted him back "I Love You too!".

On her way to the kitchen she saw a dozen red roses kept in the hall. They were beautiful. With the bouquet there was a teddy bear and a note that read "Go to the Fairy Dress Store across the street." Annie made a puzzled face and read it three times to be sure of what it said. She got ready to go to the Fairy Dress Store.

When she reached the dress store, and met the person at counter, the person smiled and said, "Oh you are here for your dress?" "I guess so!" Annie was dumbfounded.
The storekeeper returned from inside the store with a box wrapped in red. He smiled at her and handed her a note. "What's this?" Annie asked. "I'm just supposed to hand you that, girl. Have a good day" replied the storekeeper.

On her way home Annie opened the note:

Annie,

I hope you like the pretty flowers I had sent. Go home and get dressed up. The car will pick you up at 5pm.

Love Steven
P.S. I love you!

Annie was unable to speak. Happy tears rolled down her eyes. What a wonderful person she had found. When she reached home she opened the box that had the dress inside. It was beautiful yellow dress. The skirt was above the knee and tasteful. She spun around in it after trying it on several times. This was just too much.
After she was ready in the evening she went downstairs and as she walked outside, a chauffer greeted her. "Good evening Ms. Annie. He opened the door for her. She stepped into the car and to her surprise Steven was sitting inside smiling at her.
"The dress looks much more beautiful now when my sweetheart wears it." he said greeting her with a kiss.
"Love you honey" she said.

He held her in his arms. She told him about her day and how sweet he'd been. As they were approaching their location Steve handed over a small rectangular box, "Oh, this is for you."
"Steve, you've done enough already". She said.
"Well open it!" he said excitedly.
Inside the box was a beautiful diamond necklace and earrings to match. They fit perfectly. The necklace was a single diamond teardrop as well that just accented the dress. "Oh, Steve, it's beautiful. Thank you so much." She kissed him long this time.
"I'm glad you like them." he smiled to himself and kissed her again.

As she stepped outside the car, she wasn’t quite sure of where they were. A gentleman met them outside. He seemed to know Steve and asked if they were ready to go. Steve put his arm around her and they followed the man. Annie could not believe it! It was a helicopter.

"You ready to fly?" Steve asked and gave her a wink.
"Steve!" she squealed. She'd been on many planes, but never a helicopter ride.
They got inside and buckled up. As they lifted off of the ground she noticed herself becoming surprisingly nervous. He took her hand and it made her feel warm and safe. It was time for sunset, and everything seemed magical. She said "It's beautiful"
"So are you" he said. It was hard to hear over the propellers, but she could read his lips without a problem.
"I love you." She said and they kissed.
"Can you hear me loud enough Annie? Will you marry me?" He said.
"What?" she said not sure she heard him clearly. Her eyes crinkled up. He loved when she did that.
"I said. Will you marry me Annie?" He pulled out a small box. He had had it in his pocket the whole time.
"OH MY GOD!" she screamed.
"I kind of need an answer here." he said.

"Oh yes... I mean... Of course I will" she laughed and he laughed. He placed the beautiful ring on her finger. "I am so glad you said yes, having you in my life was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

Steve had rented a private room in the restaurant. It was filled with beautiful red and white candles and they had soft music of piano played. She loved the way he looked in candle light. Just flawless.
"I wanted to make sure you remembered this day forever," he said.

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When love calls…

She: Hello
He : Just needed to talk to someone!

She: I'm there for you always.
He : I know.

She: What's wrong?
He : I like her so much, but I don't know what to do!

She: Just talk to her.
He : I don't think that's a good idea. She will never like me.

She: Don't say like that, you are really amazing.
He : Just want to tell her about my feelings..

She: Then why don’t you tell her?
He : I know she won't like me..

She: How can you be so sure?
He : Just like that, I feel so.

She: Well, I would suggest you to just tell her.
He : What should I tell her?

She: Tell her how you feel and how much you like her.
He : I kind of say that to her everyday!

She: What do you mean by that?
He : I love her and I'm always with her.

She: I can understand how you feel, I too have a somewhat similar problem. And I know he will never like me!
He : Hold on a sec, whom do you like?

She: There's this guy..
He : I am sure she won’t like me!

She: She surely does!
He : And how can you be so sure about that?

She: Just because, who wouldn't like a guy like you?
He : You..

She: I never thought you could be so wrong, I love you!
He : I love you too!

She: So tell me, are you going to talk to her?
He : I suppose I just did!

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Took my breath away!

I still remember every details of that night when it all started. Steve, a friend of mine had bought a house. It was an old house and it had creaks and moans. But the price at which it was offered, was very attractive and he could not turn down.

Steve called Ron and me to his place for dinner, a day after shifting to his new house. After dinner Steve invited us for a game of billiards in the basement. We played a game or two and then Ron and me decided to leave.

A week passed by, but Steve never showed up. Whenever we called him up, he gave us some excuse and stayed back at home. Ron asked me, “Did you notice something unusual that night when Steve called us?” It wasn’t that I did not notice. That night Steve played brilliantly, every shot he took was perfect and echoes of clapping was heard after every shot he played. But I thought may be it was the sound produced by the clashing of the billiard balls. But Ron said, "Even I heard someone clapping.” The forgotten feeling of dread was suddenly back and it ran through my veins like poison turning my blood cold.

We decided to stay a night at Steve’s place and find out what exactly was going on and why a guy like him who always used to hang around with us stayed back at home nowadays. “May be he has got someone much more closer than we are to him”, said Ron. So one night Ron and me went to his place. It was clearly visible that Steve was not quite pleased by our presence. He greeted us with an uncomfortable smile. We sat for dinner. It was just three of us but we felt the presence of someone else there too. Suddenly I sensed a sweet fragrance, I asked Steve what fragrance was that, but he said, “ Fragrance? I smell nothing!” As soon as he finished saying that, a mild rush of air blew away the sweet fragrance.

After dinner we went to sleep. I could hardly sleep thinking about the fragrance. Suddenly at around midnight, Ron slipped into my room and told me Steve was not there in his room. Both of us came to the hall, we looked across the dimly lit corridor, but he wasn’t there too. Then we heard someone playing billiards in the basement. We went to see. We saw Steve playing, but surely he wasn’t alone. He was talking and smiling with someone we couldn’t see. We heard a female laughter. Steve looked happy and carefree like he was before. Suddenly Steve’s eyes feel on us. A gush of wind blew across our face and the room was quite again. Steve invited us to play with him, hesitantly!

It was nearly 2 A.M. I went back to my room. The next thing I remember was Ron calling me in the morning. While going back home we asked Steve about what was going on and that he can tell us all, but he said, “What are you guys talking about?” So we decided to leave. Just when I was about to open the front door, Ron asked me, “ Then whatever we felt and heard was just our misconception?” I answered, “Maybe.” Just at that moment, a female voice whispered into my ear “I AM HERE…….”  The feeling of fear slid down my throat like a cold steel blade taking my breath away!

This post is written for Blogeshwar and Anubhooti

The Babri Masjid Controversy

The Ayodhya issue is a political, historical and socio-religious debate. The controversial issue of Ram Janambhoomi and Babri Masjid has always been a big influence on Indian politics for several decades.

The disputed land at Ayodhya in Faizabad district of Uttar Pradesh has always played major role in disturbing the communal harmony of India. The main issues revolve around access to the birthplace of the Hindu God Rama, the history and location of the Babri Mosque at the site, and whether a previous Hindu temple was demolished or modified to create the mosque.

Can’t we strive towards Hindu-Muslim unity, rather than fight over such things which ultimately trigger the selfish motives of some political parties?

The fact is we have never endeavoured to come together to adjust our differences and to live as friends bound to one another as children of the same sacred soil.

Undoubtedly, India must remain a nation where respect for pluralism, for differences, for social variety is respected. No community should feel unsafe or unwanted. India does not belong to any single group of Indians, least of all to any group of religious extremists. It belongs to a mosaic of linguistically and culturally varied communities. Let us leave no stone unturned in turning the fragile unity of India into something deeper and more enduring. Let us create an environment where Indians can fight for a common good - for an inclusive vision that transcends religious frictions and divisions - that holds great promise for the vast majority. Let us once again dream as did the greatest martyrs of the Indian freedom movement and work for the systematic reconstruction of our society on a new and better basis.