By Sourav Pattnaik
Volume 1 : It’s easier to eat an apple than to write an apple
Chapter Une
Come with me, i shall take you to my world. My world of slow motion, where you will see doves flapping their wings. So slow…2000 fps. You can see each feather vibrating. Giving rise to a new pulse of hope called flight. So moderate and seducing in its action, which will drive any fanatic to an eternal orgasm. You will see all possible colors in her feathers. The dove unaware of the statement it makes, flies high in the orange sky… magic of my world, she appears black against the yellow sun setting in the shimmering mirage created by the smoking seas. The seas’ waves so subtle- so gentle like The poets of fall whispering carnival of rust in my ears. Yeah…come feed the rain…cause i am thirsty for your love dancing under the skies of lust…cause without you my life is nothing but this carnival of… i capture this picture de perfect and dissolve it with your dreams. I make you fly..perform martial arts you never have thought you were capable of. Words and grammar fail to run the race with my emotions. Words are nothing but hurdles to tell you how aroused i am at every moment i live here. I black out…it’s time to pretend (MGMT)…for i miss the playgrounds and the little puppies playing…i miss my father and mother’s lap…i miss my brother’s arms and my sister’s jokes…well…now that i sing my blues to you…let us have some fun…i fake you to pretend! I put a warm filter and make you see…my world is yellow…filled with colors that portray a face macroscopically…
For my world is filled with passion, where the rain drops wait for my command to fall and the drops break with equal juice of passion and love for being a part of this world. I make you see what you always wanted to watch… but i make you observe what i always wanted to infer. I sing you the lullaby that doesn’t make you go into slumber…but makes you dream. You are never fast asleep, but you are a fast dreamer. I, freddy, am your dreamweaver. I am the one for whom you will say “good” morning…kiss your boyfriend with a lot of passion, unhook your girlfriend with magnified passion…a hunger to make love in the rhapsody of love. Oasis- i don’t believe that anybody feels the way i do………………………..about you NOW…!! there are many things i like to say to you but i don’t know how…
My world is full of paradoxes…you wake up with a smile on your face you cry to your boss’s tantrums…because i wanted you to do so…you smack him up and beat him up to your satisfaction-i am responsible for your aggression. Cause, honey…here, you see and do what i want you to do.
Never felt this passion in what i say…never felt this blood rush to my fingers before….Pixies- with your feet on the air and head on the ground…try to strip and spin it….yeah…you will ask…there’s nothing in it and you will ask yourself “where is my mind”. You are a duck, jaaneman…i say and you “quack-quack”!
I can take you to your history…i shall make you see Caesar ripping off heads of his enemies…i will make you see Sidharth ignoring his royalty and setting off on a quest for “within”, i will make your supper miserable- for i will show you Aslan’s roar reducing an entire army to dust, i will make your dinner go for a toss cause all i leave you with simran failing to hold on to raj’s arms and the train leaves the platform…for i all i care is your angst, your hunger, your love, your mind…….your…your…your… cause that is my fuel. I don’t starve cause you ask me for more.
I am smart…i have asked you for a date. You leave your husband and are bound to walk with me. cause, i satisfy you more than your lover…i make you feel ecstasy…i give you the orgasm and tingle the spot that your lover had never found. For i hold you with what gives you the goose bums.
Chapter deux
Who said i make movies, i make love to you. As i said, i don’t believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now. You remember the last time, i asked you for a cup of coffee, and then we were on bed. While i was slowly stripping you, you asked me a question, “I have left my husband, by this time he must be home…he must be searching for me through out the house…he must be hysterical by not finding me in the kitchen…he must be hungry…must have gone hay wire searching for food in the cold refrigerator…and my 2 year old baby…he must be crying…crying to get me…oh in the name of holy jesus, am i doing the right thing?” you looked at me….i was kissing your naked belly (oh that fast heart beats of yours were sending chills down my spine)….we looked into each others eyes and you smiled…you held me by head…smiled…widened your legs and said “Oh…dont you dare stop now..!” and for the rest….we made love like we have never had.
i again have asked you out tonight. You have come running, this time you are happy to leave your husband and your child hungry. You have no regrets. I am waiting for you at the porch of the restaurant. You ask me, “I don’t need food. Cant we just jump into the bed and rip each other apart?” i reply, “hold on honey, everything has its pace. Now please allow me to take the lady on an exotic dinner. The candles have been lit since quite a while now. The red carpet wants to taste the flavour of your high heels. Dont keep them waiting.”
You smile again. Our arms knot and we walk up the stairs for the dinner of our lives. I ask the waiter to serve you the wine i have handpicked. We talk about our last time. You talk so much…i must say…you praise my approach on bed, you praise my harmony, my crafts, my choreography. i just look at you. i smile and continuing staring at you. Time flies like never before. You were so engrossed talking to me that your thirst to make love tonight has vanished. I walk you to your car. We kiss and you depart. While you are driving back, you realise that you didn’t eat a piece…you were so engrossed talking that you forgot to take a bite. You smile at yourself, being fooled by me. i have fooled you, successfully. i never made you realise that i wasn’t prepared for your expectations that have rose high since last night. I still have succeeded in giving you the best dinner date that you ever had. Next time, honey…i will be prepared.
Come to me freddy, i shall take you on a ride to a land situated far far within you. i make you forget your wooes, replicate your joys and multiply your emotions. i am who creates your being.
For i *echoes* create C.I.N.E.M.A……!! *echoes*
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