Monday, February 9, 2009

Lazy Ass Stolid

That fucker told me he was going to add me to his blog list ages ago. Its all good. Just reminding yuh.

Redemption

Every June we would go up the mountain to spend time together. It’s not like we can't do that anywhere else but the air is better up there, its peaceful and it gives us time to really connect. It was a quiet place, the clouds floated by like little sheep, the stream gushing over a miniature waterfall, the amazing view of the forest canopy from the summit. It was nature at its best, you could hear the birds chirping, the wind through the trees competed with them, the frogs and a variety of insects joined in the noise making session. It was truly a paradise, a place to get away from it all, to renew our minds and refresh our souls.


Joanne was an angel; tall, short black hair, green eyes, fair, sweet lips and fair. Put a sword in her hands and you'll think she's a character from Final Fantasy. We've been married for 10 years and as with married couples we used this time to iron out our differences, reaffirm our love for each other and try to recreate the chemistry from our younger days.


We packed our bags into the newly acquired Suzuki Vitara and headed on our way. We took most of the essential items and as a frequent traveller I knew of everything we would need. The journey was strained and long, not much was said between us; only the changing of songs on the mp3 player interrupted the tranquil path we were on.

We got to the log cabin and unpacked our stuff. Actually I did the unpacking while she went to bed. It was twilight and I wanted to take some photographs of the sky. I showered quickly, kissed her on the forehead, grabbed the camera and scurried to the lookout point.

I took a few shots then sat on the bench I created a few trips back. Things were not the same, though we were here, our minds seem to be somewhere else. I just didn't feel the same.
I took in the setting, sighed and exhaled deeply, I knew what had to be done but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The walk back to the cabin seemed never ending. My heart kept pounding in my chest like with wanted to escape, it wanted no part of what I was about to do.

I reached the cabin door and opened it silently, she was still asleep. I went to the table, picked up the revolver, spun the barrel a few times and placed it back on the table. I got out the pen and a piece of paper and scribbled a note saying how sorry I am for what I’m about to do. I picked up the revolver once again and headed towards the bed. I bent over her and kissed her on the forehead, took two steps backward, cocked and pointed the gun then fired........

Saturday, February 7, 2009

C.D. I want a book also

A chance encounter

Pradesh was nervous; sweat was dripping from his forehead as he bent over her supple form. She laid there, eyes closed, oblivious of the trembling figure above her. The earphones were fastened securely to her ears; he could hear a familiar tune squeaking out of them as she moved in tandem with the rhythmic beat reverberating in her ears. He bit his bottom lip, admiring her beauty. Light skinned and curvaceous, she smelled intoxicatingly edible. He edged his trembling hands towards her thighs, closer and closer, shaking almost violently now.
The noises in the background was getting very distracting, he tried fruitlessly to block them out. He could hear his friends shouting, “Come on! Do it quick!!!!” Without hesitation he plunged his next to her thighs and withdrew it just as quickly. He heard a faint swishing sound, actually three.

He opened his eyes, taking his time to adjust to his surroundings, when suddenly he felt a harsh poke in his ribcage. “What the fuck were you thinking? You think you can feel up unsuspecting girls on the beach while they are sleeping? What? Are you like some kind of pervert or something? I have a mind to call the police.”

His head was throbbing, however, the pain in his side was subsiding. The figure before him was getting clearer and clearer. “What did you hit me with?” “My electric fly swatter, now answer my questions!” “Okay! Okay! Just gimme a sec.” He took a few deep breaths and began. “I saw you there lying peacefully, and I didn’t want to disturb you, so I thought I would just grab it quick and go away.” She stood there, perplexed. “What the fuck are you talking about? My patience is wearing thin.”

He clenched his fist tightly and felt it there. Good! He thought. “This! He said as he showed her the red rubber ball. “My friends and I were playing softball and I hit it over here. So while they continued to play with the other one, I had to retrieve this one.”
With her eyes downcast, mumbled “sorry I hit you but you really should have asked me to hand you that ball. A girl can never be too careful with all kinds of perverts and freaks lurking around.” Summoning all his courage he stammered “Well....then you owe me for my injuries....how about you buying me a drink and we call it even.”

She was about to tell him that he has some nerve but she stopped. She looked at him blankly and as if someone was controlling her, she responded in a strained voice “okay”. He was half-expecting her to shot him down so he was caught off guard by her answer. “Okay? Seriously? Am well here’s my uh number.” They exchanged numbers and names then he went on his way.
“What took you so long” Gairy asked. “Uh.....nothing.....just had a hard time finding the ball” he replied.

For the remainder of the afternoon, he kept replaying the encounter in his mind.........Ahuradha.