Freedom

This is a short story that i wrote when i was in college. Enjoy…

She was walking down the road, the road that seemed to go nowhere; the only thing on her mind was her loneliness and the rain, which had started pouring in. All along the road were trees, they were on both sides, the trees were of the stubborn kind, and they had seemingly covered the sky, so as to form a roof. Yes rain was filtering through them and so was losing its effect, but was still reaching her drop-by-drop.

She was starting to hate rain, when it touched her skin, she would wipe it off as if it was something foreign. She didn’t like changes, and this rain was changing her, it was a signal to her that there is something beyond those trees from where it was coming. The road was becoming slippery, she hadn’t seen anything like that before, and on every step she would slip a little off-road. In her stable and preconceived world this was chaos.

For 19 years of her existence what she had seen was this same old, but straight road… it turned sometimes, but most of the time it was straight, and the trees they were everywhere, surrounding her like fleas, they had become part of her life, in her small world they provided her with the roof and the boundaries, they told her how to walk in straight line.

When she was small, around 10 or maybe 11 she stumbled against them, they blocked her way, and at that time she knew that the only way to go through is straight, and so she had been walking straight since then, but today it was different there was something coming from beyond those trees which was unconceivable. THE RAIN.

One thing is for sure, she was not prepared for it, it was increasing in speed, and the trees were having difficult time stopping it from getting to her, it was becoming increasingly difficult for her to wipe every drop from her body, they were everywhere, she was feeling uncomfortable. So at once she decided ‘I should take refuge under a tree’, So she ran….

Her loneliness had deeper underpinnings although there were trees, but they only reacted when she changed her course. In time she had realized that her existence is for herself only, that she was lonely. But recently she had started enjoying her loneliness; she had become her own best friend.

But this time, the rain which was now swift had compelled her to take refuge under a tree, she reached a tree but didn’t stop running, she thought that it will embrace her, but she was wrong she stumbled again, this time the tree hit her with such power that she lost all her senses, in time she recovered, she had tears in her eyes, she was crying. She took a step back, it must have been the rain, she slipped and fell on her back, but what she saw changed everything, The rain had made inroads and the roof at this point was a little shattered, So the first time in her life she saw beyond the trees. She saw the SKY.

The limitless sky!!! She saw a truth beyond what she conceived to be true, she saw everything, which she shouldn’t have seen, and it was for just a moment, because the trees were quick enough to cover it again. But that was enough for her, for the first time in her life she was FREE.

Add comment December 8th, 2004

Ashoo

I have uploaded an album of my daughter ayesha when she was three months old, more are coming soon, here you go.

1 comment December 7th, 2004

The art of eating a pussy

Well one of my friend, cousin actually likes to call it the science of eating a pussy hum…. whatever.

Its all about conquering the world and you know what, it starts with the defining act of pussy eating. Even Alexander the great tried it and my theory is that he was not poisoned but he suffocated to death. So don’t try this just because I am telling you to, you have been warned.

For the few daring ones who are going to try this I have a little three step tutorial. You may call it Pussy eating for dummies or the Art of eating a pussy or maybe the science of it. Guess what the title will not matter, its just in your head or should I say down there in the pussy.

First Step: Feel Like a woman, now don’t look down there in your pants you will not find her there, but hay for some of us it may actually work depends upon the size of the thing. If it makes you feel sorry then you are well on your way.

Second Step: Find the clit, GPS is not required and all data that you will get from your satellite will not work, it requires only three fingers to find it. Now put your fingers to some work, start with two(better use the thumbs) one from each hand and slowly pull the pussy lips to the side. Now what you will see is a hole, don’t rush its not the time to pull your pants down… Oh man you will always be a man. OK now you need one more finger, it will probably come from your left hand, at this time if you have only used your thumbs then there should be plenty of fingers left or are they…

Now use the finger to drag the flesh at the top of the pussy back towards the abdomen, yes drag it, now what you will start to see is a tiny winy thing, which will make you proud… Yes this is the time to look inside your pants. Okay stop its not a lesson to make you feel you proud remember it was about pussy eating. Now this tiny winy thing is the Clitoris. Don’t touch it, don’t lick it, if your woman is not prepared then this will probably put her off, its too sensitive go to the guide book called preparing the woman for dummies and then return to this page.

Step Three: Shawshank redemption, remember eating a pussy is mostly about playing with the clit, many of us are unsuccessful in it because they try too many things at once. Remember when you jerked off it was all a simple up down motion which made you cum. So keep it simple, and keep it regular. A regular up and down motion with your tongue will do it but remember it can take a long time, and you have to keep up with all the liquids oozing out of the pussy. Don’t stop because of those, that really means that your performance is good so give yourself a pat on your back and take some of it in your mouth, it is not so BAD. Second problem because of which our friend Alexander passed away is suffocation, well what can I say you are well on your way to be compared to him, isn’t that an honor.

The moment of truth, now this will be sharp and she will try to push your mouth away, at this point give it one or two more licks don’t overdo at this point and gently withdraw, finish off with a kiss.

Good Luck

Add comment December 2nd, 2004

Tibet Oh Tibet

Not many of you know that the region that we refer to as the roof of the world i.e., Tibet. It is under the unjust control of Chinese Government. Many people talk about Kashmir issue, Israel-Palestinian conflict or the Iraq war but nobody seems to mention this place. I think it is because of cunning tactics on the part of Chinese government they seem to be good in censuring things and keeping them under the rug.

Tibet is a small country which is now under the control of China. The Tibetian Government in Exile now has its capital inside India from where it runs its “government.” The head of the government is Mr. Tenzin Gyatso who is referred to as Dalai Lama.

Human rights voilations galore but the thing that irks me most is how far the Chinese government has gone with its agenda that it has detained a young boy who is only 8 years old. He is the youngest political prisoner. His name is Gedhun Choekyi Nyima.

His crime is only that he has been nominated as Panchen Lama by the Dalai Lama. You can visit Free the Panchen Lama website to read more about him. You can also try FreeTibet.org if I have been able to arouse your interest in this problem.

 

Add comment November 29th, 2004

Blogging mind

First post is difficult for any Bloggar and things do not change just for me. The question that I am asking myself right now is “why do people waste so much of their time blogging?” I think most bloggars want to exert their influence. Its like public speaking, we are seeking listeners to all the bullshit that is there in our minds waiting to get out.

Psychologically speaking blogging should have a nice influence on people like me who spend most of their time inside their homes. The outlet is there even if nobody comes and reads my blog, the thing that matters here is that I have spoken out aloud to the world out there. I do not know if every bloggar feels that way it is just my approximation of a typical blogging mind.

Add comment November 29th, 2004