Her marriage lasted 24 hours. She was r@ped by her husband. She nearly killed him that night.
When her son was born, she asked herself:
Will the beast/#villain stay away? Will it return through her kid? Will it be murder then?
#vss365
ps. That's from my short story 'Michael Corleone' (I've not been writing--managed this one 7 months back):
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2026/04/michael-corleone.html
Society is like a sand-pile,
at its angle of repose,
a critical system.
Add one small #grain of sand,
good or bad, and that might start
avalanches of varying sizes.
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from
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/10/itihasa-of-integral-part.html
She kept her eyes closed. I closed mine too. It wasn’t much of a kiss. That’s how Jojo’s mother found us.
After that, we met only in the open. I stopped #pulling her hair and slapping her back. She stopped holding my hand.
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from my short story:
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/06/after-kiss.html
The year we fell in love, the topic for the Annual Debate was communism.
I spoke like Che for communism. My guide at that time was Ayn Rand.
She spoke with great fervour against communism. I saw her #clench her fist behind her back, her nails drawing her own blood.
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from
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-competition.html
When I shifted from the #novel to the short story mode, it was for maximum pleasure from a minimal episode.
The irrelevant is so passé. Chapter two means leave.
My partner agrees.
I've been buried alive.
Why?
The foreplay err hook captured nothing but a yawn.
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“Swaps, you are an incorrigible #fiend.”
“What have I done now, Arj?”
“Why did you tell Laks I love her?”
“She was in need of some comic relief.”
“How am I a joke as a lover?”
“Do you want my treatise on that?”
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“Why are you against relationships?”
“To avoid the all-#consuming worry of being taken to the cleaners.”
“Find the one you can trust.”
“That’s not a natural trait of human beings.”
“Find the unnatural one.”
“The good don’t come free.”
“True. Time up. Credit card?”
Ok, I admit.
I was a strait-laced idiot.
Then, love came along.
Rule became: break rules.
That's an aphrodisiac.
The #forbidden? LOL.
When we said, "Made plans!",
The haphazard came along.
But, the high remains.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
My mind, the #deadfall,
Breaks the back of love and hope.
All for greater good.
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#haiku #senryu ?
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Trouble started when I took my #mother-in-law on a honeymoon trip.
She was supposed to go to the west, around the Thar desert, in search of gods.
Those gods had the better idea of packing her off, with us, to Goa.
For more on that, try:
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/02/to-whomsoever-it-may-concern.html
"I've this recurring nightmare. I'm unprepared for an exam. I stare blankly at the question paper. Breathless."
"I've noticed that whenever my mother visits, when you forget our anniversary, even when we try to..."
"Didn't Freud say that's part of #falling in love?"
#vss365
I got married last Friday.
Here, those who don’t #gamble on the cliff, use the dating site needleinahaystack dot com.
We must have been the only ones with the following on our bio: ‘Do not believe in love.’
That’s a lot like burning all the hay to find the needle.
#vss365
In Kadalil, weddings take place at #midnight on the day of the New Moon.
At the 'SueZed' point on the cliff.
In pitch darkness.
The lucky get another's; the unlucky get the chosen; and, those guided by premonition or bad body odour give a shove to remain a free bird.
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