Dus ka Dum

1. I barely sleep more than four hours a day. It has become a part of my living ever since puberty I think. I usually end up hitting on something much better and productive than sleeping, but things have changed in the old city. I manage to sleep at best six hours and that’s coz of mom.
2. Being a single child of my parents, I never understood the meaning of sharing but I’ve craved for a sibling all my life, especially a little sister. Its too sad that I cant ask mom and dad for that gift moreover mom has crossed her child bearing years.
3. Once I was caught watching a porn flick and not to mention the series of lectures which followed that incident. Almost every fortnight dad would take out time to make me understand the complexities of the sexual act. It was too embarrassing to here it straight from the horse’s mouth!!
4. I’ve always loved women and will continue to do till my last.
5. I was voted the best looking guy of my batch in college, however I hardly had a relationship then. I was too busy flirting and studying. Yes, you heard it right I managed to score good grades.
6. I go crazy for women who put in additional effort to hide their sensualities. These are the women who are sexy in all aspects.
7. I don’t believe in true love anymore.
8. I don’t have any regrets today for the kind of life that I had once lived. I wanted one person to be happy. She is happy but with somebody else and I still want her to be mine.
9. I know there’s still time but I don’t wanna sons but just one daughter. Girls are the best creatures on this earth.
10. Some day I would like to write a book.

This isn’t much of a tag but I would like Amit and Deepika to share their secrets with the rest of the world.

Current music. Black night ( Deep purple )
Current mood. Much better

The Pecker Tales

The weather looks threatening and I feel cold and numb. I’ve forgotten what it feels like to have a warm body besides me, cosseting me from the cold, holding me tight, and lulling me into paradise. My desires are anything but carnal; its just that “touch” which makes all the difference. With every minute as the night goes more darker and colder the more I crave, long, and pine for that warm presence.


Pretty faces have ceased to hold my pecker up, I’ve almost forgotten its existence, and it remains dormant on better occasions. No regrets though. There’s nothing extraordinary about owning a pecker and its more likely to shame you with a public erection. Those episodes are now passé for me, and when people discuss it, my eyes have a lot of rolling to do.


But the old city seems to have refined my life to a large extent. No cigarettes, no alcohol, and no random sex, its life in a brand new package and I’m still unwrapping its multicolored gifts. I’m astonished at my savings, and how a simple act of not indulging in sex has brought down my worry quotient.


One of my work mates actually said, “ dude you need a Viagra.” He thinks I’m yet to be a ‘deflowered guy’, and keeps saying things like, before age comes calling, and the spirit starts drooping, I need to throw my seed on as much soil as possible. Poor fella even tried to arrange a date for me and I acted so cold that the chick thought I was a psycho or something, and I allowed her to toy with that idea for sometime before taking leave. And off late I’ve grown allergic to girls in jeans. You may call me an MCP but I cant help it.


The curtains have begun to flutter and the wind’s howling outside. It strangely reminds me of that dusky girl I saw at the bus stand today, trying to cross a puddle; careful not to smear her salwar, lifting it a little, as much as propriety allowed her and then crossing it with much elegance as a handful of peckers looked on.


You think I still need a Viagra?

Current music. Breaking the habit ( Linkin Park )
Current mood. Pining