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Thursday, 31 January 2013

During my last PTM (Parents Teacher Meet) I came across few parents who had a similar question regarding their child’s behaviour. They were in complete shock when I told them their ward’s behaviour is extremely good and well-behaved in front of others. The reasons they were in shock are: They had least expected any good remarks of their ward’s behaviour and performance in general. The child’s behaviour is completely opposite when at home. As...

Tuesday, 22 January 2013

    Edited by: Sheba Karim Published by: Tranquebar Press, Westland Genre: Erotica, Fiction, Anthology ISBN: 978-93-82618-03-4 No. of pages: 232 Price: 295 INR   Synopsis: So many elements of ourselves come together in the act of sex: skin and bodily fluids, desire, fear, greed, joy, stigma, pride, affection, guilt, often in the hopes of creating something more beautiful, our personal elixirs of life, however temporary,...

Friday, 18 January 2013

I woke up, went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. I stared at my mirror image for few minutes, turned left, smiled at my curvaceous body, turned right, smiled again and continued to smile admiring my body until I notice something on my neck. I went as close as possible towards the mirror for getting a clear look of what was on my neck. That part of the skin was red with three big marks over it. I blushed when it hit me that it was my first love-mark given by him. I went blank for few minutes as incidents of the last night came across...

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

So there he was, sitting naked on our bed, patiently posing for a last hour or so. This was one of the ways we had thought of igniting the romance when stress overshadows it. But this time it was slight different. We also decided to put a message in the painting this time which cannot be said easily face to face. I just stared at his bare body while he was at ease posing for me. Even his smile could get me aroused and here he was sitting completely naked arousing me every second. But somehow I controlled myself and started concentrating...

Saturday, 12 January 2013

  You go(went) home and check(ed) your emails. You read the second mail and freeze(froze) reading it?!!  Why? What was there in it? I questioned him as he forwarded the mail to me of which I promptly took a print out and told him to hold on the line while I started reading it. And as I started reading it, even I was shocked and taken aback but still continued to read. I want a divorce   I want a divorce from The lonliness...

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

  Days pass swiftly in this part of the world Without a single thought of You creeping in my mind     But trust me, in the back of my mind You are always remembered Though I regret not being with you at times of despair   What I see is a photograph of newlywed couple Full of emotions which can just be felt not seen   You must be looking as beautiful and as charming Is I think when thoughts of You surpass during the nights   I cannot express how much I want to be with you But can only say that...

Sunday, 6 January 2013

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 35; the thirty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "...and the world was silent again" I lied there bleeding profusely and on the verge of losing my consciousness, the culprit being the last 10 minutes. A sms alert from her made me drive like never before, ignoring all the traffic rules.  The next minute I lay topsy-turvy with head against...

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

If I am raped tomorrow, Leave me on my own, Please don't forward messages for my sake,... I am not worthy of your status' ache. Don't give me your pity, Don't pray for my soul, You are the same people who did not care when I lay there in a hole. Your E-protests are not getting me justice, Nor my sisters any protection, The government is going to sensitize the issue, just to win the coming election. First they objectified me, Now the turn is yours, How dare I step outside, I am just meant for the household chores. Don't console my father Don't...