Gal code

So I been reading and hearing all these bro codes since and esp after himym.. So I decided to have some girl codes.. Why only guys get to have their bro before hoes code?? Why not us? Why we girls can't be gals before Assholes :D

so here I m compiling my list of girl codes/ things to be always kept in mind.. Do comment and if worth it I shall add to the list further ;) 

1. There aint any excuse to be the smelly dirty arse.. The boy toy next to you?? He is doing his job well!!.. So gals get up get the strawberry gloss on, make urself pretty!! U deserve to be the best, n no excuse is reason enough!!! And all u gal friends make sure she shall be best at every date.. Every persons duty..!!

2. Don't you worry your head princess..Its always the guys fault!!! There aint no two sides to it.. 

3. If the last guy u were with u called it love.. Get real.. He was a fakey phoney.. Throw the tissues away go for rule no 1.. And party hard with ur bitches!! 

4. Get a puppy!! Always have a puppy..nt jus coz they cute but dear girlfriends U got to raise the bar.. I knw seeing men all around one is confused how even one decent one is arnd.. Bt worry nt.. Get a puppy raise the bar.. Compare n when u have one better than the puppy.. Voila.. He's ur man!

5. Never ever underestimate the innocent look..! Use it.. Sell it.. But dnt ever buy it esp from a creature whose nt even close to your puppy's tail.. 

6.Hey girls?? Stop hittin on ur friends ex.. He an ex of hers for a reason.. Sesly next I will c u stooping and using her used tissues... Ewwwww!!!!

7. Clothes once worn by your friends at a party... No no no u can't buy it and wear it or even worse use ur friends and go to next party.. That's sooooo nt acceptable.. See girls.. Mi casa su casa.. Mi teddy su teddy! Mi oh that's it.. Knw thy boundaries.. Too many std's in this world either way!!!!

8. Thy shall always share bedroom hot new flavours and styles.. I happy, u happy, we happy, world happy.. (Can feel boys nodding at this one)

9. Girls?? Educate yourselves.!! Nt in jus what I said above bt sesly expecting to leave everything on the men??? Self independence, integrity, pride!!! I love the "what a wonderful world" by louis armstrong.. Let's keep it that way!!! 

10. Aaaahhhh my fav number... sexy and I knw it.. Ur sexy, she is sexy.. The fuckin world is sexy..!! And one whose not.. - instant makeover... No no no nt ur pantyhose worn over clothes or skin.. Learn the power of sensuality!!! N teach the needy!! Help thy friends, help thy neighbours.. Help thy world!!! 

unfathomable love

Everyone loves a great love story… yes I have one too.. not great maybe but it is my story.

“we make a very good couple Em..do not worry my parents would be happy to know you.”… looking at Henry I smiled letting him know I was not the least scared or worried. Whirlwind romance or not he was the guy for me.. two weeks of knowing each other,.. he rang the door bell..looking down at the emerald on my ring finger.. yes it will be..

"I, Emily Swan take thee Henry Arthur Doyle to be my husband, and before God and these witnesses I promise to be a faithful and true wife."

(Rings)"With this ring I thee wed, and all my worldly goods I thee endow. In sickness and in health, in poverty or in wealth, 'til death do us part."

“They say good things come knocking only once.. he knocked thrice. It would have been a decision too early for me one would say but when you know the right person has come along, well you just know it.. And you know the best thing about it all.. ten years down the line when someone asks me what if there would have been a fairy tale if I had awaited a little long.. I will just say this Cinderella knew it in one night.. Aurora knew it in one kiss.. Emily knew it in one look..”

I looked down at Henry from our table at the wedding buffet… he was looking at me with a tender smile, his eyes saying it all and I knew I was lucky for life..

That night was magical.. the days after a blessing of the stars.. two weeks henceforth I knew I was pregnant.. a month later he died in an accident..

Six years its been I am all of 22.. a widow.. And Alexis all but turning five. She was my anchor, my friend, my world..

Looking out at the shops I pass my and Alexis favourite antique shop on the streets of Paris.. There it was a shell… so beautiful.. “Mama I want it.”..and as I approached the shopkeeper there was a Man too having just bought it. Seeing Alexis face I decided to try just once. She rarely did ask for anything as such.

“Monsieur, if you will be kind enough my daughter has taken a keen liking in the shell. If it’s fine I shall pay you double the price that you have paid for it. But please can I buy it from you.”

He turned his face and smiled.. Darkest blue eyes I had ever seen.. Looking down realizing I may have acted as a prude I hoped he would not be as arrogant as his good looks promised.

“Madame, I shall give it to you, but only if you promise me tea today afternoon.”

I looked up surprised and angry.. “ I am not available. I ..”

“Si, I know who you are, The Emily swan.. your maiden name suited you..”

“As does my married name of Emily Henry Doyle” I said angrily not thinking for a moment how he knew me.

“Where are my manners? I am Charles Worth, I knew your late husband well. I couldn’t make it to your wedding or thereafter as I was away on an archaeological trip to Egypt. But Henry was a dear friend..”

I smiled thinking he may not be as I had judged until he continued…” and a lucky man to have a love so beautiful and lasting even after death”

“Your impossible” I lamented angrily in English.. About to turn away when Alexis pulled at my dress . Mama please can we have the shell. It will be perfect collection for my garden..”

I looked down at her hopeful eyes as she cluthed on to Bruno the cocker spaniel..

“its just one cup of tea” jean said..

“Oh alright!” knowing I was beaten.

“at the bistro of my hotel, at the time that suits you?”

Grumbling at being made a fool of we fixed the hour..

“so how did u know it was me?” I asked over hot scones..

“Henry and I were college friends.. Almost brothers..we had both seen you performing at the ballet.. it was love at first sight for both of us. Henry made a move first. You accepted.. I accepted Egypt.. “

Startled I looked deep into his eyes and knew it was the truth..

Alexis “it is beautiful what you think mama??” ..

“C’est merveilleux! Keep it carefully!!”

“Gracias mama…”

I smiled.. She did confuse her Spanish and French just like her daddy…

“Charles, they wouldn’t accept us. I am Henry’s widow…”

“Emily Swan Henry Doyle will you at least wait for me to propose!”

Going down on one knee.. “I saw you in white.. You were a vision… a swan that took my breath away. Its been five years of unforgotten love and two best years of my life have been spent with you and alexis who shall be my daughter always .. Emily swan Doyle will you do the honors of marrying me “

I looked at the ring…”rubies for the blood in his heart.. Without which his heart would be empty and dead forever…

“ I m actually doing this.. I said out loud…

“Sometimes love.. You do it for love… sometimes you do it for yourself.. And the luckiest one is the one who does it for himself when he in love” I am most glad that you’re lucky” he added..

I smiled holding him in my arms… “ Joshua lets make a baby…”

“Si mi amor…”

Looking down at the Christmas table, I sat with soon to be ten Alexis.. and her younger brother Max.. Joshua was playing with Isabella, Charles and Annabel’s daughter..

And as I looked on and smiled at Charles I was glad he had understood.. and yes he had made peace.. it had taken a while but as he had said Alexis is his first daughter. Anything for her happiness..

There is an old tale about how some women at times meet her soul mates and when that happens there is nothing that stops her from making maybe the wrong decisions for the world but the right ones for her heart.. Joshua was my soul mate..even though I had found love with Charles and had a marriage fo two years, it was finally Joshua who had been my soul mate.. and that was it.. diamonds… he had given me diamonds saying this would remind me always of my purity.. of our pure love.. just like a swan..

Unfathomable as love is, is my love.. a story for you.. but love n life for me

“Merry Christmas love… here you go.. your gift.. I smiled curiously looking at the scroll in my hand...” “Read it” he smiled that smile that I had come to love more than my own….

She sweeps in her robes, A dream she may be

A lily may shy away, after a look at thee

Her laughter beholds a joy, of a faraway dream

As her legs dance away, to the song of glory

The eyes of a fish, color of snow

Hair of a raven, grace of a swan

She is thy lord’s most beautiful creation..

She is.. you..

Mi amor gracias por usted…

(my love thank you for you...)

Thy's blessing, thee love

Storm had set in, darkness erupted by white light every now and then.. No one in sight... no voice except the deafening rain… it seemed Thy lord had left me alone.. In sin...

Jumping with a start from his cry I realized he was hungry.. as I sat there with him in my arms I saw my life pass me.. Lovers since college, we were inseparable.. Married even before I got my final year result and certificate.. Baby Joshua born the next year.. it was and always has been my paradise… and today two years since we married, he had ended it.. with jus “ its over” and walking out on me.. just like that the castle had fallen.. all the dreams broken.. the vows we took while he looked on, helping me, encouraging me , promising me him..Now all alone I started to think to the time when it all had started changing and realizing I didn’t know.. How much of a fool could I be..Living in the oblivion.. and now my life was over.. in two words it ended. Breaking my heart all over again I removed his letters to read especially the one he wrote to me during his proposal.. “.. at any time I break us… be there to hold US together”… had he known then too that it would end too soon?.. I crumpled the paper and threw it on the floor.. and looked down at Joshua.. same eyes and smile as his father.. he would grow up to be a handsome man… and he started writhing to pick the paper.. “No Joshua, mommy says dirty.. bad .. leave it! Joshua!” but he wouldn’t stop and as I bend down to pick up his letter I knew it was not to end like this.. I had to forget and build us back again.. I had to see him.. I got off at the next station and got a ticket back home.. Yes home..On reaching.. it was all dark and alone.. but it would not be anymore.. as I sat and waited with just one thought in my mind “ Nathan where are you..? I love you enough for both of us for now.. come back soon”

It’s been four years now and as I sit looking out of the window.. “ be quiet Joshua, Alexandria just fell asleep. When she wakes up you can play with her..” as I smiled at our son I heard a car pull into the drive way.. looking out I saw him.. “go joshua welcome daddy” and I smiled thinking he’s home early again.. Maria going to have a fit.. She hated not being ready with the meal when he was back never realizing we would still eat at the appointed hour only! I turned as he entered the room signaling to him that Alexandria was asleep.. he smiled at the baby, blew her a kiss and came to me.. “ I came to see my wife, how much ever I love my children Joshua and Alexandria, you are my first true love..” And as we kissed all I could think of was how did I ever become so lucky..

“madam”

We broke and saw Maria standing there uneasily shifting on her legs.

I smiled “it is alright Maria, dinner will be served at it’s usual time.. just send some hot scones and sandwiches with tea till then”

“Yes madam. Also madam there is a visitor asking for you. I have seated him in the blue room.. he says its urgent and he did not give his name”

Confused I walked in and there he stood.. the man I had waited all that time to give us another chance.. Gasping I turned but Andreas held me..urging me to go on and talk to him.. “Talk to him Annabel, don’t be scared, I will wait outside.. come back when your done.. ”

I turned and saw him.. he had aged in these years.. he looked different not anymore the handsome man he should have been.. I waited for him to start..

“ I made a mistake bells.. I m sorry… I never loved her.. it was always you.. You’re my true love”

And as he pleaded I realized how blind I had been it was always about him.. his love, his life, his needs.. so much so did he even remember he had fathered a child?.. I thought about the question that had haunted me all the time while I waited for him having finally had the angel Andreas sent to me.. telling me nothing was wrong with me.. and I suddenly knew.. I believed Andreas.. it had never been me.. it was always him.. he was a coward.. a coward to not be able to stand in the winds of adversity which broke us..

Feeling almost sad for him I attempted to speak.. “Nathan, go back to her.. knowing and being with you is not something I regret cause you gave me and Andreas our first born child Joshua” seeing his stricken face I thought to tell him the truth.. “ I had waited.. I had returned that night keeping the promise to save us.. I waited days, months, years.. you never came back.. and then I let you go.. forever.. for my true love.. For Andreas.. You’re a memory.. A bad memory that is all.. please see yourself out..” and as I walked out n found Andreas waiting with the children I ran into his embrace… feeling strength, trust, love, life, His blessings, heaven..

Trusting someone is a choice

Breaking someone’s trust is a choice

Giving it another chance is a choice

Waiting for someone is a choice

And it’s a courageous choice

to love someone without him loving you back

But, it’s thy lords blessing

To find true love

And finally letting go of all the choices..

Trusting Him blindly to lead you to heaven

True love is god's gift...

When we are growing up, we have our mothers telling us about how He looks after us.. how he gives us one gift to hold, to cherish, to be our very own individuals different from others.. the light shining inside us that makes us who we are.. gods gift.. but we have to find it inside us.. light that candle and shine like the stars above..

I had waited all my childhood years looking for mine and not found it.. I would at times look up at thee asking why am I so plain.. why I never had a unique gift which all my friends did…

Now I m all of 29 and looking forward to my baby.. I think about what my mother had told me and I know so what if I didn’t hav gods gift.. my baby would.. I believe in Him..

Afterall Rose is his bequest..

A beautiful rose she would be.. born of love, she will be the star of our lives..and ouch.. that’s another kick.. the girls so like her dad.. always kicking around while resting..

And as I lay there thinking about her future and her love and her babies.. I know she is going to be a very special child.. a rose amongst all.. the true queen..

And that’s when I heard the phone ringing… oh lord guess I left it in the kitchen.. knowing Michael would get worried if I didn’t pick.. I ran for the phone…

There was water in the kitchen.. n I landed on my stomach and the pain.. and only thought in my head.. my rose will be special..

2 days later when I regained consciousness.. I looked up to see Michael there sitting crying, holding my hand.. a feeling of emptiness in me… and I knew..

Standing near her little empty grave, Michael’s arm supporting me, heartbroken at losing our angel.. I looked at the sea and the sea gulls flying high.. I know now what mother had meant.. the gift has to be found in oneself but sometimes it chooses to come to you too.. it finds you when you least expect it and makes you that one special person.. Everyone has it or gets it.. I too did and have..

True love is god’s gift. That’s what my Rose had taught me. I may have had her for a little while..But she would be always in my heart.. she was my gift.

And as I look up in Michael’s eyes.. I know.. I had been the lucky one.. cause I didn’t get just one but two of His gifts..I had got my first god’s gift way before.. jus had never realized, maybe Rose was just a way to know my first gift.. Michael’s love..

When the heart is like it has melted in the sea of despair..

Look around and just remember,

The deepest of seas will not hide your light..

The light that is lit by true loves flame

For that’s the light of His..

Guiding you to safety.. In His arms..

An eternal love story..

An eternal love story…

Part one-
“First love is what makes u sit n draw hearts around his and your name in your notebook.. makes your innocent heart fill with happiness, makes u live in a dream, lets u believe.. it’s every Cinderella, Snow-white fairy tale coming true.. its beautiful, breath taking and everyone feel’s it.. and still its special, forever a memory, in your heart..”
Pitter pat, I looked up and saw the drops falling.. oh hell it’s raining.. I had left my umbrella in my bag! I turned back to go and get it.. as I ran back I realized how fruitless it had been.. I was already soaking wet, thinking of turning back I realized first day in school is not only about finding your niche but its also about finding ways.. grumbling at my stupidity I returned to class.. there was a boy in there.. oh maybe I can follow him when he leaves.. head down I moved to my seat to retrieve my umbrella.. on taking it out I looked up hopefully and began “ could u please help me…”
And stopped.. it was magical, his eyes.. it was like being stuck by lightning, a mysterious warm feeling, my heart started thumping in my heart.. he looked down and said “with what?” as if breaking the spell, I turned around, breathless, I ran outside.. into the rain.. into the safety ..
It’s been eight years, beautiful eight years since I was stuck with lightning.. and I still remember every moment of our first meet as clear as it was yesterday..
Marcus, my fiancé now, we are so in love, it was love at first sight.. so rare, so enchanting but so true..he is the one.. my one.. the one I want to spend my life with.
Looking down at my ring.. I know he loves me too.. it was the shape of rose, ruby petals enclosing a centre of sapphires, he had said rubies for passion and sapphire for good luck..
Bell ringing.. I turned and ran out smiling..
It was everyday custom of a rose delivery, he said that he sent me a red rose everyday jus to tell me how beautiful I m and this flower beauty was nothing compared to mine..
Smiling at the rose I turned and walked to my closet, my wedding dress.. my fairytale coming true..
Sighting the box next to it I remembered buying Marcus his gift, when better than to give it now to him, putting on his favorite dress, I ran out to surprise him at breakfast..
Reaching I parked the car and using the key he gave me entered, it was all quiet.. he had an official dinner yesterday, must be still in bed. Marching into his room, I saw him.. sleeping with his back towards me.. walking on I saw another figure.. in shock I stepped aside and knocked the vase.. Marcus got up saw me, realized and in horror looked on and said.. “ Rose, I can explain… wait..”
And I ran…


Part two
When Zeus created us, others asked him why waste time making someone powerless and so fragile?? These powerless creatures are a waste and would curse you for making them so.. Thy lord smiled and replied.. but I have given them the biggest power in the world, the mightiest they will be..Surprised etched on the faces, they asked what it is, for they can sense neither powers nor weapon… Zeus then replied- I have given them heart.. love is their power.. and all bowed their head and went away ashamed…

“ you look beautiful Rose”
I turned and smiled at lily, my sister.. “ thank you lily…. For everything…”
She looked on.. “ are u sure?”
I looked at her and firmly said. “ jean is my to be husband, and I love him with all my heart.. Marcus is my past.. it’s been five years.. I m over him.. jean is my life now..”
“but is it really that easy to forget him? He made that one mistake and he apologized.. he is your first love”.. looking at Rose face she let it rest.. “ just tell me truthfully you are happy with jean?”
“ love is a promise.. a promise of a lifetime.. it’s a promise to spend our life together..living for each other..
Marcus I gave my heart and trust, my trust and heart which he has broken.. it can not mend again..
Jean has given me his heart, his trust. I have loved, been broken and loved again.. there is no one luckier than me, for I have been given a second chance at love.. and believe me I will always love jean and only him, he is the one for whom my heart beats.. he is my life.. there is no Marcus”
Smiling lily hugged me and whispered.. “ its time, lets get you married”.

Part 3..
“Is it the dew drops on the first petal of the first rose blossoming in the spring?
Is it the silent whisper of the wind of the west?
Or is it the stars in the night sky spinning the way to heaven??
No, it’s the heart beat which thunders in my heart as I lay on his chest listening to his.. and know we echo one beat, two hearts melted into one, one beat in two souls.. that is love”

It’s getting cold.. as I felt the wind in my ears.. I kept moving, a rose in my hand.. hearing my feet hitting the gravel, a jump in my step and I kept thinking about rose waiting for me.. ever so lovely in the garden planning our marriage..
And that’s where I found her, staring at the rose ring in her hand, deep in thought, ever so beautiful, …
Marcus, she exclaimed on seeing me… “you’re late”
I smiled down at her and said “ it aint easy finding the most beautiful rose in autumn and yes it’s again not as beautiful as you..”
She smiled shyly.. put her hand out to me asking me to sit next to her.. “ we will be married next month.. it will be a white wedding.. my fairytale coming true..”
“Yes princess our fairy tale coming true” as I sat there next to her, with the sun shinning, with her head on my shoulders.. and realizing how rarely you get second chances... even though I had her only for a little while..She was mine... my Rose... the one who loved me with her whole heart..
Jean had died two summers back and Rose soon after had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease.. Her mind was now at a phase where she was in love with me, before that one and only night where in my drunken state I had made the biggest mistake of my life, and I had lost my life, the one I had taken for granted.. My only love Rose.. Now 50 years down there she was in my arms, even though it’s all a lie.. She loves me.. and that’s all I care about.. fifty years I have spent repenting my mistake, fifty years lying alone wishing I could go back in time and change that night.. fifty years yearning for her gentle smile she gave me when she looked at me as if the sun shone out of me, I know this time is not for ever.. but I m happy, truly happy for finding my love Rose again.. I am living my fifty years spent away from her in these days..
I gently tugged her, she had fallen asleep again in my arms, “Come sweetheart, it is time for breakfast.. it’s your favorite hot scones and tea”


-Soumya Shree
- title name- Aparajita Nathroy

As the cookie crumbles…

The autumn had set in.. Myriad of colors around as she sipped her tea and looked out into the gardens.. Late countess Alexis definitely had taste… she had designed the gardens and even after 2 decades of her life seeing them, there was a magical mystery about them.. Every season something new, more colorful and more exciting to discover.. Alas if only her life with Marcus had been the same too..
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”

As the cookie crumbles…

The autumn had set in.. Myriad of colors around as she sipped her tea and looked out into the gardens.. Late countess Alexis definitely had taste… she had designed the gardens and even after 2 decades of her life seeing them, there was a magical mystery about them.. Every season something new, more colorful and more exciting to discover.. Alas if only her life with Marcus had been the same too..
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”