Monday, May 28, 2012

The Virgin Island

Disclaimer -  This is a work of fiction. All characters, events and locations mentioned here are fictitious!

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There was no one in sight for miles as she grasped my fingers tightly and looked straight into my eyes. She bit her lips displaying her unquenchable thirst to love me and spun my fingers in her warm hands. She hugged me and walloped over me.
"Stop," I retorted.
"Never, not this time, my love," she stared into my eyes. I seemed to have been mesmerized by her magical eyes and smitten by her charm. I lay there on my seat and Kyra stood close in front of me. "You got the most charming eyes," I said.
"Thanks, but yours allure me to no end." Her casual and witty ways of replying to my comments never ceased to amuse me. I could feel her body touch mine and the blue ocean of her eyes made me go astray. A lovely nose, tiny and cute only adorned her beautiful face. She was wearing a tight jeans and a red top.
She nuzzled my nose. "You probably were aware that I was thinking about the cuteness of your nose," I smiled.
"Oh yes, I am a mind reader. But today, you are forcing me to lose myself to you," she bit my ears.
Kyra was a complete stranger to me until one casual day which glittered my life. It was a fashion show, the first of my designer friend Ricardo Silva. Models walking the ramp and I  had my keen eyes on each one of them until it was Kyra’s turn. My eyes refused to blink as I saw her smile at me. That gorgeous smile still makes my heart skip a beat. I approached her later and spoke my heart out. She was probably impressed by me. We dated each other and fell in love. Today we celebrated our 3rd anniversary on this lonely Island. 
"Ouch, it hurts," I said. "Stop doing this," I said dizzily in my thoughts.
"Aww, don't worry, you don't need to fret. I am yet to do anything," she smacked  her lips, flashing red which resembled blood.
"We will reach the Virgin Islands in 1 minute," I smiled  as our boat made its way to the shore. It was a paradise located in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. 
 "Common Doctor, common me." She got down and ran towards the island. I carried the bag and chased her. She paused and I toppled over her. She  fell down and I bumped over her. "You are so heavy, Ouch… get up man," she screamed.
"What ?" I soon got up. "Never talk to me," I said and walked towards our boat. I observed the indefinite length of the ocean which impressed me. The Ocean smiled at me and I turned behind to see what Kyra was doing. She was standing near the coconut tree and glaring at me.
I looked around and observed the little flamboyant fishes which swam forming a particular pattern. Kyra came towards me.
"Baby, we are here at this exotic beach for our summer vacation. How can you not talk to me?" She asked me.
"I am not talking," I grimaced.
"Hello Doctor, Hello Doctor, my heart aches. My heart beats my pulse races. Come to me," she whispered into my ears.
"Will you cure me for my heart beats only your name?" She continued.
"I need no tablets, I need no pills. I only need you and your love. You will cure me no doctor? I only need you Oh doctor!" 
"You very well know how to seduce a man, but I am not convinced my dear heart patient."
"Huh.I am going," she said and with a swift movement she left.
"No one is watching us, but you don't care for me. Die in your boat. I'm going," she screamed at the top of her voice. Spending 3 years with her I was now well aware of a girl’s usual antics. She sat down resting her back on the trunk of the Coconut tree. There was complete silence for 5 minutes. She stood up like a wounded warrior, yanked her red top and unzipped her jeans. Slowly and steadily I saw her pulling down her jeans. She was tempting me. I could not resist and ran towards her.
She lay still in her bikini on the tepid sand.
"I have come to cure you my dear heart patient," I said delighted by her curves.
"Your heart aches, your heart pulse races and your heart beats only my name, right?"
"I know a cure for that," I grinned.
"Steal my heart with a kiss and you will be cured,"
"Such an ambitious charlatan you are! I won't get deceived," she winked.
"Do not disappoint the doctor," I said.
"OK. Here is your chance my beloved doctor to know the deepest of my heart’s mysteries," she bit her lips.  My heart skipped a beat when I saw her enticing me. "I will  explore you in front of this ruthless sun," I smiled at her.
"Yes, indeed ruthless the  stupid sun is! See how brightly it is shining making our stay miserable," she said with a frown.
I cleared my throat and said, "We are here for our summer vacation. I will tell you the solutions".
My fingers walked wildly across her shin, racing and feeling every muscle of her legs. 
"I observe the roughness in your legs. They lack moisture as the sun selfishly snatches it all away,"  I said.
My fingers moved ahead and raced towards her thigh, too soft and sensitive. She moaned as I jabbed my fingers against her thighs. “The tan on your soft skin is hurting to see, Love your skin like I love thee," I winked at her to which she smiled.
I circled my fingers around her navel, round and round. I moved my palm covering her entire belly which was supple and flat. "I see freckles on your curvaceous belly. Its beauty has been eclipsed as the beauty of moon by harsh morning rays," I said.
I moved my fingers gently towards her top. She bit her lips and closed her eyes. "You have been digging too deep," she winked.
She held me by my collar and kissed my hands. As we feverishly kissed I paused to say, “Your lips so dry, like a red petal mercilessly crushed, the sun has brutally murdered the pulpiness of the pink flesh”.
 "Look at the patches on your skin which makes you go red just like a beautiful red hulk," I laughed.
"Idiot.. bad you are," she retorted.
She moved from side to side, her bare back now facing me. “Ah! This lovely canvas seems to have lost it sheen and glow as the sun drags away the necessary vitamins and leaves you with only the harmful UV-rays." I said.
“Oh, my love! How can we have fun under the sun?  It watches us with cruel eyes and laughs on my love’s misery."
"What.. now this is getting complicated. Please care to explain," she said.
"Take precautions when you go out in the sun. Those rays have no right to touch my lady love."
“Let the sun curiously watch us having fun. Will you apply the sunscreen on my body?” She notoriously asked me and handed me the Lakme sun- block cream.
"You know I met a beautiful person called Kyra.She is  a sunscreen expert and provided me great insight about harsh effects of UV-rays and solutions to beat the summer heat. She even gifted me the sunscreen stating it to be the best,” she proudly announced.
"Despite being a busy woman, she has time for friends.She is a music freak and loves to travel," she added.
"That's interesting and I am amazed that you guys even have the same name,” I said.
 I applied the sunscreen on her body starting from her shin and gently moving towards her thigh. Stopping every little bit to kiss her bare skin.

“ I wish that you explore me more”.
“Honey, but some one’s watching us,” I pretended concern.
“Who? ” she consciously looked around and asked.
“The bright yellow sun,” I pointed above and smiled.
She snatched the sunscreen from me and threw it up, pushing me on the hot sand and falling onto me and  said, “Lakme sun expert is there to tackle the blazing rays, you better engage yourself in exploring me”. 


Thursday, May 24, 2012

Even your Ex can ruin your life.


This is the story about a girl from modern India who believed in the power of free spirit. She was a modern girl who could fend for herself. She didn’t have to support her family as she was the youngest child of the family and she had 3 elder brothers to look after her. She had lived away from her family most of the life. As a result of this, she fell prey to bad company of friends and bad habits. She smoked as well as consumed alcohol. This is the story of Nikita Iyer, a Telecom Engineer from Teleca India Ltd.

Nikita was born and brought up in Mumbai, the city of dreams. She was the youngest and the most pampered kid in her family since her childhood. When she was young everyone used to bring her presents every time they visited her house. She moved away from her family as she turned 17 in order to pursue B.E. She lived in a hostel and studied in Premier College of Engineering and Technology which is located at New Delhi. She used to get in touch with her family members through phone and Internet. She used to party every Saturday night with her friends. It was during her 2nd year of Engineering that she got addicted to Cigarettes and Hookah. Every day after college she would lounge at the Hookah Club of Delhi. She made a boyfriend during one such visit to the Club. The first time she saw him, she fell for him. They both spoke their heart out. He was tall and smart, just like any girl would wish for. He impressed her on their first meet itself. Strange that we sometimes get close to strangers and the greatest irony is that at some point of time the Stranger forms an integral part of our life.  Although she was a spoilt brat, she jelled well with her friends and studied well. For her family she was a gem. But the core reality would disgust them when they would come to know about their daughter’s discipline. She gradually completed her studies and got placed in Teleca India its, a famous Telecom company. She joined the company as a Telecom Engineer. As every coin has two sides, she had a bad habit of accessing anywhere and everywhere. She had all her closed friends and family members on her Facebook profile. Facebook was emerging as a popular social networking site. She had a regret in her life, the deepest regret. Her association with the Punjabi guy, her boyfriend broke abruptly as she found him hanging out with other girls. She felt that he was not loyal to her and citing this as a reason, she broke up with him. During her relationship of 4 years with him, she had a very wonderful and intimate moment with him .Even he was added as a friend on her Facebook profile but no one knew about their relationship. He was outraged by her decision of breaking up with him. He wanted to take revenge. It was during that time when she was assigned a new job role where she had an onsite task for 1 year. She accepted the new role as she was desperately waiting for a change after the sour moment of her life. She happily bid bye to her family as she left for Finland, the headquarters of Teleca. She turned busier in life as she had to explore the new job profile. At times she would also get in touch through her parents through Skype and Yahoo Messenger. Little did she know that a major shock awaited her in form of her troubled ex boyfriend who was charged up to spoil her life. During her relationship, they had clicked pictures together. He had few of her intimate photos with him. He uploaded all the photos to Facebook where the couples were found kissing, smooching and cuddling with each other. 

The updates reached her entire network of friends. Some of her best and close friends even unfriended her as they found that offensive. No one actually could believe this part of her. They could not accept it. Her cousin brother called Nikita's family as he discovered her photos on Internet and Porn websites. Her entire family was completely shocked as they saw the photos. They had never dreamt about this even in their wildest dream. They called her and asked her to connect through Skype. Later that night, Nikita came to know about all this. She sobbed and cried like anything for having trusted the Punjabi guy who was hell bent to ruin her life. Her love for him was true but infidelity factor changed her mind. She never wanted to give him a second chance but that proved her costly. She report abused the photos to and removed her ex boyfriend from her Facebook friends list. She was clearly upset because of all these happenings and believed that lately her life was caught in a funk. Her parents forced her to return to India. She could not convince them and also could not explain them. She cried at her own plight. It was a Facebook tag which actually made her life miserable. She came back to India. She was persuaded to get married. She realized that she was wrong and the biggest mistake of her life was to trust someone whom she loved. A tear drop rolled down her cheeks as she agreed to get married. She had a dream, a dream to earn lots of money and become someone famous. She saw her dream in trouble as it was nipped in the bud. Each day she spent a sleepless night thinking of her future. She deactivated her Facebook profile for it destroyed out all the happiness from her life. She got married to a Tamil Brahmin guy who worked as a Software Engineer in some MNC at Chennai.

Moral - Always trust someone in your life who can wipe out the tears from your face. Never trust someone who will make you cry. Life is too short and it should not be spend trusting rogues who could not think anything better than destroying your happiness. Love someone who will show you happiness and promises to be together in this journey of life. So identify someone who will live for you and love the same person who will make you happy. Never commit the same mistake which Nikita did, of trusting a wrong person.

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Sunday, May 20, 2012

Autobiography of a Sperm.

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Sperm is what everyone calls me. Length 55 microns and speed 35 micrometers per seconds. This world so full of opportunities and I keep waiting for mine.Living in  a pool of a viscous fluid along with my   other million friends my sole motto of life is to have fun. This keeps us going, the fluid I mean! It is super rich in Proteins, Fructose, Vitamin C, several enzymes and minerals. I have a tail that I wag every time while swimming. The Central Nucleus is to us like the Brain is to you guys. You won't believe when I say that I am  responsible for passing over half of the genetic information to a human baby. Imagine such a tiny thing me having such a super power or whatever you call it. Chachin and Spermwarya are my best sperm friends.  Chachin always used to tell me that he would grow up to be the famous sportsperson in this world. He would do many ad films and earn lots of money. Spermwarya is  ambitious. She  wants to be a rich woman and a beautiful actress in movies.  I don't have big dreams  like theirs. 
I just need a  perfect life.That's it! Just make it large. If tomorrow someone asks me something, I shouldn't ask myself that "Have I made it large?" Life is unpredictable. You guys are born out of a male and a female but we are not. We hail from cell divisions.
I popped out because of one such cell division.  Spermatozoon is what few people call me. Each one of us possesses around 38 MB of DNA information. It takes 64 days for us to grow into a fully matures Sperm. The craziest fact about us is that we are the smallest cell in your body. You must be wondering how I know all this. Well, my Granna told me. Yes, our grandfather sperm is the oldest sperm living in our pool. I tell you that our life  is full of pain and the funniest part is that although our life span is short we enjoy living during those short period of time.
“Guys rush to Granna Sperm's sector. He wants to talk to us," A group of senior sperms swam towards us. We followed their orders without any hesitation and swam to the Grandfather Sperm's area.
"My Loving Children, I have a reason to call you all today," Granna Sperm said.
"What's the  reason Granna?" We all shouted in unison.
"Yes, have patience. I will tell you," he said.
"Your call will come very soon. Each one of you here standing here will race towards the darkness of hope,” Grandfather sperm said with a straight face.
"You are friends now. But within a matter a time you all will turn into foes and will compete against each other. You will race with each other towards the biggest mystery of life which will be unfolded and only you shall know the reason," he added.
"You will take part into the battle of Supremacy, the survival of existence." 
"Await your call dear children," he said and went inside. Chachin, Spermwarya and I looked at each other with confusion. He never explained us what 'darkness of hope' was.

"What now? I don't want our friendship to be ruined under any circumstances." Spermwarya's eyes turned moist.
"Fret Not. We are friends forever," I said to her. Everyone left towards their own areas in Testipur, where we lived together happily.
I went to meet grandfather. 
"Grandfather, May I enter?" I , like an obedient student knocked the door.
"Sure child son, get in," Granna Sperm said.
"What's the darkness of hope?" I asked him, curiousness in my eyes.
"It is the chamber of the secret that will unveil new hopes to your future. It will decide your future, and you  and your friends will fight with each other. The winner of that race will make it large." He chuckled.
"What about the others here and their future?" I curiously asked him.
"Eventually they all will have to die. Such is the mystery of life. Only one out of you guys  will win and the others have to succumb," he said.
"And what about that call? When will we get the call?" I asked.
"Any Moment. Be prepared.  You shall battle it out with the others like you." He showed faith in me.
"But is it possible that we will really reach the 'hope' in the darkness of hope," I asked him.
"Could be. At times, there are circumstances where most of them from this clan die. It’s because of some of the cruel and selfish beings who kill us because of their own selfish pleasure."
He coughed and continued," Not everyone in this clan is born to win. Only the special one tastes victory. It is the one who chases his destiny demystifies the secret of the darkness of hope,"

"But how do sperms from our clan die without reaching the darkness of hope?" I asked curiously.
"Silly!Selfish men shed their sperm and it’s quite sad to know that most of our clan members are found dead on the bed sheets and washrooms and on underwears," he said.
"And few  obstruct us with the help of certain spermicides as a result of which we are caught in the gateway to the darkness of hope,” he added.
"You are too old. What about your call?" I asked him with some shade of innocence to which he laughed.
"Good question. You said I 'm old and you are right. Even if my call arrives, I will die as I've lost my motility." He smiled.
"Sad. Will I make it big and large?" I , like a sweet sperm asked him. 
"Why not dear? Just wait for the call,” he said and left. I spend few hours pondering over those lines which he said. It was complete darkness. I was with my friends. I heard a babble of voices of a woman moaning. I had got an intuition that something miserable was going to happen. Was it supposed to be my call? Within no second, a group of us around 200 millions of us were spewed into complete darkness. The moaning stopped. I saw lot of us getting active. Chachin and Spermwarya were with me. Everyone seemed to be swimming towards their destiny. We all were blindly following each other. I observed that some of our group members died on their way. We were being quick. It was like the biggest race of my life. We all were swimming fast. Most of my friends died. Even Chachin and Spermwarya died. I could not even locate them as I never looked behind. Grandfather’s words blared on my mind. It continuously rang on my mind. If I had to make it large, then I will have to sacrifice my loved ones and keep swimming towards my destiny. The darkness of hope never ceased to show me dreams. I kept swimming until I saw complete brightness. I saw 'hope' which was smiling at me. It was enticing me. I wagged my tail and went near it. Two of us finally made it. My next step was to fight the other sperm and reach the hope. I successful defeated the other sperm and fused with the hope. A new ray of hope gave me the utmost joy of my life. My body got disintegrated and I saw complete brightness. Pure Bliss! It was then I realized that I had successful made through the darkness of hope and reached hope. I was an intelligent sperm and hence I knew that I would make it. After that I didn't knew what happened but I thought that I had made it large.
After many years....
"Neha, you are so pretty and beautiful," Ricky said.
Neha had a beautiful round face. The face of the sweetest angel ever. She had a perfectly arched brow. Her eyes were brown and the entire beauty of the world seemed to have been confined into her eyes. It was so mysterious yet deep that it highlighted her beauty. The charcoal dark eyebrows framed her round face. She had a perfect tiny nose. She hid the eternal universes behind.
"You are the most pretty and the most intelligent girl I have seen in my life, " Ricky smiled at her to  which Neha blushed.
"Today, I am the youngest CEO of a famous IT company and I still  have many things to do in life ," Neha said.
"But I don't know if I have made it large," she said and smiled.
"Have I?"

Out of nowhere, a virtual representation of the grandfather sperm popped up.
"Yes, you definitely made it large and I knew it you will!I am proud of you dear," Granna sperm said.

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Saturday, May 19, 2012

Autobiography of a 11 yr old..

 Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction. No intentions to hurt any one. No Offense.

Hello Everyone. I am Riya and I am 11 years old. Well to be honest, I am not a big thing on earth but I should say that mother has been constantly saying that I turned into a woman since 2 months. That’s quite strange but obviously she must have meant something. Life seems to have changed 2 months back. Those two months weren’t fun at all. Trust me I have gone through serious problems since the last 2 weeks. It just scared the hell out of me when i experienced it for the first time. I am talking about the menarche. I am always a fun loving person and I always intend to keep the environment and people around me lively. I have an elder sister who stays at my Uncle’s place. I have a younger brother of 7 years old with whom I fight every day. It was one such day when I wrestled with him. Usually I win the battle with my little brother. That day I felt weird and strange. For a change my brother won the battle. I went to bed very early that night. I saw blood stains and I realized that something must have hurt me during the wrestling match. The next day I woke up and left for my school. I sat on the last seat. We have a white school uniform. My teacher observed the stains on my white skirt and asked all the senior boys to go to the front seat. She possibly saved me from an embarrassing situation. I like an innocent never knew what to do. I was scared to hell. The teacher covered me with her shawl and sent me home. My mother came to take me.

"Go straight to your room," She told me.
Like an obedient daughter I followed her order. I went straight to my room. She came and closed the door. She made me sit on the bed and looked at my eyes.
"When did it happen?," She asked me.
"What  ...Maa?," I casually asked her.
"Idiot..the stains," She said.

My mother is a typical Indian mom. At times she turns serious and at times she is so confusing. I sometimes fail to understand her.
"Yesterday I was wrestling with Chandu and I got hurt," I said with a sad face.
"Oh how stupid you could be...idiot," She said and smiled. She explained me the reason behind it. I was shocked. She was right and I realized it as the physical structure of my body started changing. "Mother, I am scared," I told her.
"Don't be..Now this is a part of your life," She told. *what the hell...part of my life*

"Oh no...Don’t say that please...,” That one day made my life miserable. Now I started hating to be a girl. I looked at my Mother as my eyes welled with tears. "Don't be are turning into a woman...just remember that don't play with guys like you always used to do," She said me.

"Okay but what about the wrestling matches ...," I said with a straight face. "No wrestling...never ever do that ...and yes if this happens again then do inform me..," Mother told me.

But one question that perturbed me was why I shouldn’t interact much with guys. I have slept several sleepless nights thinking over that thing which mother said. I had a strong desire to know what she actually wanted to say. But sadly there was no one to help me out. I asked my friends and none of them knew it. Even my elder sister wasn't with me so that she could help me. I have always been a good child to my mother but sometimes I feel that she is a mystery. I pestered her asking her the reason why I shouldn't play and interact with guys. So finally I decided to find it out myself. I saw a movie where I saw that the hero kisses the actress. It was a romantic scene. The very next scene which I saw showed the couples with a baby. "Oh my ...this is so strange," I said to myself. It was then I realized that when a guy and a girl kiss each other, they get baby. I was afraid of asking my mother as I was already scared as I have asked her over 10 thousand questions related to the same. The next day I cautiously stepped to school. There was a change in my behaviour. I should admit that I have always been a beautiful girl and I have got many followers in form of boys. Senior boys used to follow me like crazy. There was a smart boy in my class who liked me. I liked him too. But I wanted him to say the magical words. I was too young for all this but love never knows any age. But one day out of nowhere he proposed me during a free lecture. All the girls laughed at us. I was completely taken aback and I said yes to him. He was Ricky and 12 years old. Probably he had flunked one class. We started hanging out together. Most of the time we would go for coffee together. It was during our Semester exam that we decided to do our group study. We, a group of 4 girls and guys studied together. Everyone left for home after we studied except Ricky. He looked straight into my eyes. He was tempting me to kiss.
That was the time my mother’s word blared on my mind. “Don't interact with boys.."
I never wanted to let her down but I loved him. As he neared to kiss me, the angel popped into my mind with her wings from nowhere and asked me not to do this. I made up my mind and decided not to kiss him. The devil also popped in from nowhere and persuaded me to kiss him. I saw the devil and angel fighting with each other. But finally I kissed him. It was the first kiss of my life. We kissed each other for long time. We paused for a while and kissed again. For a moment we forgot about our Maths exam. We stopped and got back to studies. He smiled at me and later he left.  That night I could not sleep. How could I kiss him?. How on Earth could I kiss him?. Why did I kiss him? .These questions disturbed me. Mother’s words flashed on my mind along with the movie which I saw. 

"Oh my God..," I screamed at the top of my voice. I didn't want to become a mother at 11. May be this was the reason why mother warned me in advance. I believed that kissing can make a girl pregnant. But I never wanted a baby. I was flummoxed and frustrated for the same reason. I quickly rushed into the bathroom and scrubbed my lips with the disinfectant until blood came. My lips became bloody red but still I was afraid. I punched my stomach so that the baby never formed. I punched again and again. It pained me but I was still scared. I went to my room quietly and opened my book but I could not focus on my studies. A baby picture appeared in front of my book. I helplessly threw my book aside and turned on TV. Discovery Channel used to be my favourite TV channel. It showed a program about the formation of baby. I felt like banging my head on the nearest wall. I was actually scared of telling all this to mother but what if she beat me. My mind was infused with thousand thoughts. I perhaps shouldn’t have kissed Ricky. I was of the opinion that he made me pregnant. But I decided to let my mother know. Like a quiet kid, I entered my kitchen. Mom was preparing dinner for us.

“Maa , I need to tell you something serious,” I said with my head facing the floor.
“Tell me sweety...what happened to your lips?,” She asked me.
“Nothing maa..,” I said and left for the main room where my little brother Chandu was playing with his toys. I once again came to kitchen.
“Maa...I think I am pregnant.. I am sorry mother..,” I cried.
“What....,” She was perplexed.
“What are you saying?,” She asked me.
“Mother I kissed Ricky and I think I am pregnant,” I said.
“Did you had sex with him?,” she asked to which I remained silent.
“Did you had sex with him?,” She repeated again. I remained numb. She slapped me. How the hell was I supposed to say something which I never knew. I never knew what sex was. I only knew that my sex was a female.

“Will you open your mouth Idiot?,” she got angry.
“I just kissed him...,” I said. “Oh thank are not pregnant,” She heaved a sigh of relief.

“Oh thank God..,” This time I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Maa, what do you mean by having sex?,” I, like an innocent kid asked her. She explained me everything in details. It was then I realized that I was actually wrong. I would have appreciated her if she had told me before. Women don’t get pregnant by just kissing. The actor and the actress must have done something after that kissed but probably the TV guys didn’t just show that for some reasons. A lots of things happens to a girl when she attains puberty.

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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Rendezvous with the sunshine girl!

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The awesomeness of the sea and the prolong beauty of the blue sky was something which everyone craves for. The indefinite length of the sea mesmerized me. The blue color of the sea equally complimented the blue color of the sky. The entire scene looked to me as a painting drawn by Pablo Picasso. It was not the right time to tramp around the beach. The Sun like an obedient school kid remained firm and smiled at the innocent sea which by then got outrageous. The Ocean capped by the white wave moved forward and receded as I moved near it. The unpleasant smell of the saltwater was not soothing. I roamed there for 30 minutes as I saw the intensity of the heat rising up to the extreme level. The seagulls ceased to entertain and they flew back home. A warm breeze brisked my hair as I stood there with my feet firmly planted on the sand. The atrocity of the sun turned violent as he kissed my bare top. I wore a polka dotted shorts as I flaunted my hairy chest to the beautiful damsels having fun at the beach. I moved closer to the sea which welcomed me by kissing my feet with the salty waters. I looked behind and made gestures at my wife who rested on a chair. She wore a heavily embroidered Punjabi suit, a perfect N0-NO for a beach. We were newly wedded couple and we were at Goa for our honeymoon.

"," I screamed at the top of my voice. I directed my hands towards her as I uttered her name once again "Anushkaaa...," 
She looked at me and gave me a smile, a perfect smile by a new bride. She was a perfect Punjabi girl, air and gorgeous.
"Come Over," I screamed. A fair distance separated us. "Nooo," She nodded her head in response.
I soon rushed towards her as I wanted her to join me. "Whats wrong Anushka?," I asked with some shade of seriousness.
"You go Na...I will watch you," She smiled like a school going girl.
"That’s unfair..," I told her. My dalliance with her had just began .Two unknown strangers weeks ago merged together in the ocean of life.
"Look ..," She motionlessly pointed her fingers towards the sky and grimaced.
"Yes I understand that..But we have to leave Goa today .We are here to enjoy, “I smiled at her as I caressed her hairs.
"Ok fine...Let’s go then,"
 She smiled and continued, "Before that I don't like you showing you body. Can you please wear a Shirt?," She asked me like an innocent student.
"Well..Its fine..Look at the sun," I laughed. "Ok won't listen," She grimaced and we walked towards the shore.
"Sun has no mercy upon us..Its scorching heat," Anushka said with a straight face.
"I don't like other girls ogling at you. Please wear a shirt," She requested.
"Oh common, please spare me, " I said.
"I hate you. You can never listen to me na," She almost cried. I put my hands over her shoulder as we walked. We sat on the grainy tepid sand."Look Anushka, we are destined to be together. Such small things shouldn’t bother you," I looked at her eyes. She didn't seem to get convinced.
"Ok  ...I will wear my shirt but after sometime," I said which invoked smile on her face. "Let’s go ..It’s too hot here," She felt queasy and discomfort.
"Whats the hurry sweetheart?,"  I said.
"No, please understand," She said. "Ok" I said. My eyes spotted a brunette with slender body.Her body were perfectly figured with well a graceful face and long hairs.
"Isn't she Kyra?," I asked my wife.
"Who Kyra?," she raised her eyes.
"Kyra, the supermodel and the sunshine girl of Lakme," 

"No dear. I don't know,” She smiled.  We both moved to greet her. She laid on a beach chair. She wore a yellow colored dress with a brown belt .She had a perfect body, attractive and beautiful. She plugged her headphones into her ears as she listened to music from her iPod. I was highly disappointed as I could not see her eyes. A Ray Ban shades covered her eyes.
"Vicky, she is so pretty," Anushka muttered. 

"Hello, Aren't you Kyra, the supermodel? ," I said to her. She lay still on the beach chair for few minutes. We were anticipating a reply from her.
"Excuse me," She finally replied. She removed the headphones from her ears and the sun glass. I was amazed to look at those beautiful eyes. A perfectly fish shaped brown eyes. It was enticing. The brown eyes seemed to me like a world full of happiness. She had an eyebrow that was furrowed and perfectly shaped. She didn't wear any make ups but yet she was beautiful. 

"Hi  ...Kyra, " I said as my wife stood next to me.
"Yes... I am Kyra," She smiled at us.
"Wow...I am talking to the supermodel. Wow...I am so excited," I said to her as Anushka looked at me.
"Oh thanks  ...I never knew I have wonderful fans like you in India,"
"Can you please tell us more about you? We only know you as a supermodel," I said to her.
"Well I am a fun loving girl, outgoing and I love travelling," Kyra told.
"Why are you in India?," My wife asked her.
"I am here for the Lakme India fashion week and for some brand promotions,"
"You are very beautiful. Do you go to beauty parlours quite often?," Anushka said to Kyra. 

"Oh thanks. No not quite often. And you are a pretty Indian," She smiled at my wife which delighted me.
"Why don't you two sit? Would you like something to drink?, " She offered us a drink.
"Thank you so much Kyra...such a wonderful person you are," We sat on the beach chair next to her.
"What do you do to protect yourself from this heat? The heat is excruciating day by day and it hurts the skin,” Anushka asked Kyra.
"First tell me what do you do to beat the heat?," She questioned Anushka.
"Drink lots of water; wear hats, sunscreens and sunglasses,"
"Yes that’s right. Even I do the same just that you have to be extra cautious. Even exposing your body to sunlight for 5 min can damage your skin cells which in turn can cause tremendous changes to your skin," Kyra said.
"Changes as in like what," I and Anushka said in unison.
"Changes like they can cause freckles on your skin, sunspots, sunburns, reddening of skins and blisters due to exposure to sun....,"
She paused and said, "You might know that Sunlight emits UV rays which are dangerous as it can affect the critical areas of your skin which is responsible for your healthy skin."
"People these days are smitten by this tanning thing. But they fail to know that tanning causes breaking of the elastic tissues of the skin which in turns makes it dry and weak. I personally don't support Tanning," She continued.

"What about the sunscreens? Which one do I chose?,"  My wife curiously asked her .
"Well its upto you. Make sure that your sunscreen offers you a complete protection to skin against the sun," Kyra said as she took a sip of coldrink.
"How come you look so young Kyra?," I asked .
"What How come??. Mr, I am Young," She laughed.
"So ...which sunscreen do you use? Please tell me Kyra,” Anushka pestered her.
"Oh no ...I tell you everyone has their own tastes," She smiled.
"I am just curious. I want to look like you. Don't you know curiosity kills a cat?," Anushka requested her.
"Don't be. Curiosity kills a why should we be concerned about the cat honey," She joked and there was a laughter riot.
"Look Sweety might sound rude but I am not. Wear a Cap, drink lots of water, Wear sunglasses and apply sunscreen to protect from the heat and enjoy the summer. Simple; isn’t it? ," Kyra said.

"But what sunscreen? . You didn't told me yet," Anushka didn't ceased to ask her about her sunscreen.
" I use Lakme Sun Expert as it offers good sun protection and I love it, "  She said and gifted Anushka with her  Lakme Sunscreen lotion which she had on her bag.
"Wow..," I smiled and we both thanked her. "Between I am sorry. I don't know your names," Kyra said.
"I am Vicky Arora and she is my wife Anushka," We shooked hands with Kyra.
"Nice meeting you Vicky and Anushka," Kyra smiled at us and signed an autograph for us.
"Vicky and Anushka, do you guys play volleyball?,"
 "But why?," I asked her.
"My friends are playing volleyball nearby and they need 3 players to form their team. I thought we could join his team," She said.
"Yes, we know," I said. My wife held my hand and stared at me as she didn't know to play the game.
"That’s okay, I will teach you," I whispered onto her ears.
"Follow me guys," Kyra said and we followed her like an obedient student.
"Jiii...I want Lakme Sunscreen Expert today itself," Anushka ordered.
"I don't have the wallet now..But I will buy you one," I said.
"You can never listen to me na Vicky ji,” She said.
"Pakka  ... I will buy you one and by the way Kyra gifted you one," I grinned.
We were following Kyra from behind. Kyra turned behind, looked at us and said.
"You know what?,"
"What ...," we said in unison.
"I love men with hairy chest," She winked and moved ahead. My wife glared at me. Her glare almost killed me. I manage to give her a fake smile.
"That’s why I told you to wear your shirt, but you never listen to me," She was clearly upset.
"And yeah I just joked guys," Kyra turned back and said to which we laughed. It was a wonderful meeting with the sunshine girl

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