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Fiction : A Baseless Story

I’m not good at story-telling. Heck, I’m not even good at fact-telling!!

But I have thoughts that run amock in my head. Thousands of tiny little slivers of thoughts that seem to bind me in their own pensieve. What I’m working towards, is to slowly disperse the hazy cloud in my head. To collect a few thoughts and string them in a narrative. Not all that easy I guess, but I need to give it a try, don’t you think so?

I did try my hand at it once, here and here.

And now, I think I should make a conceited effort to atleast do one fiction tale every month. Starting from this one 🙂


Jan 2010 : A Baseless Story

P looked down and admired her body. She had the right curves, after all. Thanks to her personal masseuse who spent precious time kneading her sore parts. There were times when he hurt her with his vigorous fingers, but she knew better than to interrupt him. She didn’t like the glint in his eyes when he was at work. She’d rather suffer the agony than yell out in pain. After all, didn’t her skin look soft and smooth when he was done with her? And wasn’t that what He admired the most?!


It was for Him that she bore this torture. The way he looked at her lovingly, longingly. The way he brought his lips close to her, the way let out a gentle sigh when he took a whiff of her tantalizing scent ……… !

Enough!! She thought to herself. It was time that she let him know her feelings too. She couldn’t hide them forever….at least not when every pore of her’s screamed for his touch.

It was time to get dressed. He would be calling for her soon. She looked at herself once again. Her alabaster skin was creamy white, with a faint blush of pink. The heat made her turn red, she surmised…or maybe it was love !


How strange this word seemed, yet so familiar. Wasn’t it love she saw in his eyes? But was he blind that he couldn’t see the equal devotion in her’s? Couldn’t he understand why she came to him again and again ?

As usual, as she got dressed, her friends accompanied her. TK, CC, Chez, Olly, Muz, all clustered about her. They were her regular companions. Rarely did she leave them behind. But today, something didn’t feel right. She looked hard at her friends. Why did they all seem like a burden today? Why did she want to do this trip alone, without their peppy presence?

She felt a sharp stab of pain…….was it jealousy?! Something within her turned nasty. Maybe He never spoke to her directly because of all these friends around her. What if she avoided them? Difficult, she thought. I would never be able to get rid of them. But there MUST be a way!! Her desperation gave her only one solution. Be rude. Make them go away on their own. She knew it would hurt them…..but she hoped they would understand. It was so difficult to be reasonable when you are in love!!

So, rude she was. When it was time for them to go, she rudely shoved at CC and TK. Olly attempted to appease her, but she turned on him angrily, calling him a black-faced wart. When Muz intervened, she called him a stink-worm. CC decided that P wasn’t in a good mood and advised everyone to back off, which they did gladly.

Her heart beat wildly as she approached his door. It opened before the first knock.

It wasn’t him. It was his friend, That Man! The lecherous one whose greedy look was enough to make her nauseous.

And today, she was exceptionally vulnerable. She had brought herself unadorned, for his eyes only.

That Man looked hard at her.

“Hey buddy”, he yelled , ” C’mon here. You won’t believe this”.

He came rushing to the door.

She waited with bated breath. One look at him and she nearly swooned once again.

But wait. What was that look on his face?

Why did he look confused..? Wait a minute!! Was he angry?

Oh No!!


He rushed back in and made a call.

“Is this some kind of a joke??” he yelled into the receiver, ” You either send another one right now or give me back my money!!”

She stood their apprehensively…not knowing what to do, what to say. She was bewildered beyond her belief. The love she was craving to see in his eyes was now turning into anger, hatred.

Only That Man continued to look at her with a smirk. How she wished she could smash that leering eye!!

“Dude, what do you want to do with this”, he yelled.

He said, “Throw it away , I guess. Who likes to eat an empty pizza base anyway?!”


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