My Lazy Girl

Our eyes understand each other better when our words fail. We can always find a new road even when we are lost on some highway. But for that, you should be ready to drive! What do you think we will do once we are old? I asked him out of no where. We are already old Clara, said he in a voice that has already lost its spark. Oh come on oldy, I don’t know about you but I am surely young. He giggled on my stupid response and said, yeah madam why not. What? I mean life is fun but don’t people get bored of sex after a certain point of time? What?? He gave me a disgusting yet surprised look as i completed the sentence. Are you lost or what? Wait, come here, let me smell you! He sniffed my collar to check any evidence of alcohol in me. You smell okay but the perfume is really good. I giggled and blushed in my own space. Shut up man, just stop it. People are noticing us. (we both passed fishy smiles to each other) Okay, see there. Do you see those group of ladies si...

(We all want this at one moment, someone to hear, someone to ask, someone to pamper, someone to know that we are not fine. It feels good to have that someone around.) I thought this in my head before I could literally start dictating my cries. We walked all our way from the Dosa corner to Malinis’s place. I wanted to feel the roads of Chennai. My best time was started. I kicked my suitcase in one corner and then threw myself on her bed. Oh lord, I so wanna thank one of your creation to whom you gave this brain that he end up constructing a bed. How our life would have been without bed? God, it would have been horrible. I said to Malini but she ignored my blabbering like a pro. I shoot a pair of shorts on her face which I bought for her from Mumbai.   “Here you go. Catch!” Wow, you bought this for me? Thanks babe. “I got them in sale last week actually. Buy 1 get 1 free. You see”, said I in a playful note. “Bitch you are! I hate you! “,replied Malini and threw a pil...