My Lazy Girl

  We all have our days. Some are hard to live, difficult to gulp, and dense enough to choke our souls to a limit that compels us to shout, WHY? I lived an entire week like this that ripped me apart into intangible pieces that were hard to stitch.  11:00 pm and I finally left my office, booked a cab, and waited for the driver to come. Devastated by the number of rejections and workload on my table, I decided to call it a day. November never felt so cold to me. I put my phone on silent mode and kept it safely in my leather handbag as I sat in the car.  I asked the cab driver to shut the music that was playing in the background. The noise was much louder at the back of my head. I always cherished if I had a snooze button in my life, something I wish to endure. Will I be able to make it? Will I be able to come up with a sensible draft? Thoughts like these crossed my mind. I opened the windowpane, placed my chin on the edge, and inclined towards the door of the car. The road w...

Clouds thunder with a strong lightening​. The storm grew wilder among them as their breath inter mingled with each other. Weird ecstasy and terror rushed through her adrenaline as Derik held her tight by her waist and pull her closer. Lust overcoated their love. She melted in her own delicacy when Derik's cold slender fingers touched her temples with the clumsiness that was hard to resist. Her senses refuse to acknowledge the thin line between right and wrong. Her soul was drifted by the electric aura. She moaned in pleasure when his hands studied the intricacies of her body. Clara's soul was salivating for the tempestuous touch of Derik. He pulled her close enough and buried his mouth on her neck. Their uncontrollable feelings had now developed wild wings. She clenched his hair and he kissed her with all the love and force.  Their soul submerged in the alcoholic ocean of lust. Clara tremble with his each sensual touch. The insatiable thirst was now bottomless. As D...