Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes!!
How many times in our growing up years have we felt this extreme lust for someone? A childhood crush, a fantasy hero, a greek god, a scintillating damsel in chiffon?? (Well..have never felt the same for the last one for sure!) Its hard to control such feelings specially in those years,when puberty knocks at the door with awful streak of facial hairs, a change over of vocal tone and an early morning arousal too hard to control! Ah...well..u name it!
Attending a lecture session in the classroom, listening quite intently,when suddenly u realise none of wot being said makes any sense to u coz all u ve been doing is noticing every gesture, the movement of the lips, the bulging biceps, the strong arms,the long large stout fingers gesturing towards you or the blackboard, and the well endowed bubble b...(oops! did i say that!)...I wonder,wot could ve happened if i'd had gone up,grabbing him by the sides (nope, m not using the actual word here) ,bringing him closer,feeling his breath,could ve kissed him intensely??? What could ve happened at the max..a punishment? a laughing stock in front of the class?? expelled?? what???
I was and a m still a pathetic loser when it comes to Mathematics (who invented it btw? hello G.K.?), but then for my lesser interest in this subject and my subsequent failures in it i'd definitely like to blame my private tutor for not being the regular 'strict scary middle age sir with a moustache' ! He was merely a college guy himself with his absolute indianised version of Jude law looks (sans the hazel eyes of course!) and with the cute stammering at times, specially with words starting with 'd' (no no..i mean decimel,decibel..like that?)..
Now who would be interested in those numerical games,pseudo algebras and geometric squares when u have a delicious pie kept in front of u !! which makes me think,why do private tutors always have to sit in front of u and not by your side? well..all i hoped for was a power cut, coz then, he had to come and sit next to me with the aid of two candle lights (candle light romance with algebras!),and those were such moments when i used to go weak on my knees, literally! He used to smell incredibly sexy (sans any deo or cologne) and for the first time i found men who smoke...to be edible! (Cigarette smoking is injurious to health....might cause bee stung lips,u never know!) What could ve happened if i'd had said 'Sir,can you please stop your candlelight algebras and switch on to some candle light romance instead?? He could have laughed?? yelled?? blabbered? run away?? What?????
to be continued......
Attending a lecture session in the classroom, listening quite intently,when suddenly u realise none of wot being said makes any sense to u coz all u ve been doing is noticing every gesture, the movement of the lips, the bulging biceps, the strong arms,the long large stout fingers gesturing towards you or the blackboard, and the well endowed bubble b...(oops! did i say that!)...I wonder,wot could ve happened if i'd had gone up,grabbing him by the sides (nope, m not using the actual word here) ,bringing him closer,feeling his breath,could ve kissed him intensely??? What could ve happened at the max..a punishment? a laughing stock in front of the class?? expelled?? what???
I was and a m still a pathetic loser when it comes to Mathematics (who invented it btw? hello G.K.?), but then for my lesser interest in this subject and my subsequent failures in it i'd definitely like to blame my private tutor for not being the regular 'strict scary middle age sir with a moustache' ! He was merely a college guy himself with his absolute indianised version of Jude law looks (sans the hazel eyes of course!) and with the cute stammering at times, specially with words starting with 'd' (no no..i mean decimel,decibel..like that?)..
Now who would be interested in those numerical games,pseudo algebras and geometric squares when u have a delicious pie kept in front of u !! which makes me think,why do private tutors always have to sit in front of u and not by your side? well..all i hoped for was a power cut, coz then, he had to come and sit next to me with the aid of two candle lights (candle light romance with algebras!),and those were such moments when i used to go weak on my knees, literally! He used to smell incredibly sexy (sans any deo or cologne) and for the first time i found men who smoke...to be edible! (Cigarette smoking is injurious to health....might cause bee stung lips,u never know!) What could ve happened if i'd had said 'Sir,can you please stop your candlelight algebras and switch on to some candle light romance instead?? He could have laughed?? yelled?? blabbered? run away?? What?????
to be continued......
