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Incense

The dim lit room has a door creaking somewhere, hazy figurines dancing to glamorize the dark,the incense so intense, in a sense that completes the humane senses.

The glowing candles march the eye like people on a simulation having no purpose at all.The eyes record intrusion but cannot register what exactly is going on.

The incense bending the neurons to relay its tune. The synaptic ending have no clue to reconfigure to the known sensations. The lips dry and sweat glands slide shut. Water, a longing, nowhere to feed. Hapless-less shrouds the man in bed. He opens his eyes as the only portal to the outside realms of his body.

Yellow feverish light is all that he is treated with. Impatiently shakes his head ina desperation to shake off th gloom that is engulfing him. The snout symbolized by his nostrils flare up an instant more than one. He turns to give his belly some rest.

The overpowering incense hits him harder. He jerks off the thrust to make any sense possible but all plausibilities sucked in the black hole. Some other presence is felt in the room. He catches her figure at a distance , the incense and the candle drawing him closer than he wished. He jerks off quite in another sense to pull over the blanket of reality.

Trance is all he feels right now.

Her sweat is closer than her tight body now. The skin penetrates his feel of touch to realise such smoothness as he never felt before.

Trance is setting the trend now.

He drinks on her sweat now tearing every piece of fabric that came in the way. His thirst mirroring the lonely travels on the desert. Such power as he had never known wants to drive him.

He is one with the incense cuddling him to give him some respite.

He travels long and far. He reaches where no man has ever reached. The alien sound makes his ears go up. He has never heard something like that. For the first time he smuggles her acknowledgement and locks it in the trunks that he has pulled off.

The sound carries him on the bed of incense hazy candlelights. The heat cushions him comfortably. He is not going to rest any further. He tears the deception espousing him.

He wants to penetrate the depths now. His takes his weapon off his sheath and thirsty lips and plunges the depths never before. He launches his attack vigorously. Vivaciously the moaning creeps up to him and whispering wonders which he doesn't understand yet, but nevertheless underestimating such sensory pleasures, he tastes everything offered to him.

Greedily he unwraps whats left, all his senses now adamant, won't budge for anything lesser.

He wanders and wanders till the tastes die.

The candles look at him with carbon nipples, a hundred thousand.

Suddenly the fragrance entering his nostrils is none like he had ever blended. It makes sense. The air is now filled with her and along with the subtlety of the incense and the hint of candle cradle all the foul to the darkest corners of his head.

Is he thinking now??

Is he breathing now??

Does he have only five senses now??

Is he still human??

Its a feeling that has gained weight :)

Heavier than any ordinary mortals maroon day..

He was suddenly in this lonely island with his senses precipitating into the perceptions of pure air , virgin waters and mighty mountains.

He bumps into reality as the sight in front of him is truly beautiful. He sees a form of beauty in flesh, blood and bones. The real beauty lay in the laborious muscles lost in time. A singularity that sucks him out of the islands of peace.

All his senses report to him in tandem.

The symphony strikes him. He sees and hears and tastes it all. Then suddenly the room is in picture. The at one stroke, he loses it all.

Where is he now??

Why cant he sense anything??

Is he lost again?? But this time its different.

All motion stops when he comes back. He can hear his breath now.

Peace.

The candles die a pleasurable death.

Incense fill his senses again.

Jet Airways Cabin Crew..

They are sunflowers in yellow, when you board the flight and turn into pea-cockish as the flight commences. Whao!! There is no place like heaven, when they work their wonders on you. So messmerising. As i set my eyes on them, a new range of pickup lines hit me, 1 2 3 , and they keep hitting me like the shot gut bullet has given way to the deadly pellets. Random and everywhere.

All this while i was in the hay, and hey you make my day, gay!!

I never knew i was on a high until i saw you!

My memory is as volatile as chemistry's equations can be. And so have gone my lines with the cabin crew.

Can i wake up like this every morning.. With you you and you..

Pushing the limits with their hospitality and courtesy and all adjectives that are apt here and out of the dicktionary (perverts permeate) , i jusdt cant stop myself from thinking about them, on and off the flight:)

How can you picture this?? They are like the most exotic plans in the botanical garden(perverts permeate). I can challenge Heaven and strike a deal with the keepers freezing the moments and asking them if they have better offers there.

Speaking about freezing, Time freezes in their presence and let me clarify how it happens, Its like the seconds hand of your biological clock jumps out in excitement and lost wandering hazily out of the clock, lost in her hazy-cozies, dreamy.

I want to say a lot but my eyelids just dont believe in this reality any longer and is waiting to shut down any moment to simply lose myself in the voila , fading memories.......

half remembered dream

blank..you fall asleep.. wat happens after that??

Inception??:)

well the dreams are sometimes elive the moments of the day and the movements of the ppl who made a mark, triggered something in your head, that which you do not fully understand yet.

then is the elaborate dream weaving all these characters and brought to life for an indefinite period on the sub conscious plain.

wat do you remember after waking up?? how much of it can you recollect?

the=ats when the devlish grin takes up a prominent part of your facial expression and i would say it was one hell ova ride......

Smoke..

A drag..

the heat..the burning sensation..

photons...light....

the glow..

Lifes like that ..

Size of it is immaterial...

It burns when the fuel mixes with air...

even otherwise ir keeps burning..

slower r faster depends on emotions happy r sad.

Either ways it burns you out.

Out comes nothing but Smoke!!

Smoke is all that happens..

It spreads and finally vanishes..

All you leave behind is the stench.

Caged!!

A gush of fresh air...

a walk down the street at night..carefree..

looking down the road..birds eye view..

arms outspread from the eyes of Leonardo..

freedom freewill

A farewell.. departure..forced into a cage.

u r abducted from the road.

from ur life..

bound..

addiction does it..

obsession does it.

obscurity continues....

lets introduce a cube of physicality here.

a cell..four walls..

devoid of light..

darkness..

u move .. take few steps..

bump into the physical boundaries..

sit back..think again..

u r stuck in the pond..

u can never conceive the ocean from here..

u long for news..

news of the ones loved n not..

news of the world that u r a part of..

u talk..talk to friends..

friends in ur head..

u create alter egos ..

so as to feel the difference...

u wander n ponder..

thinking that the room does not confine u to a set of coordinates..

deaf..

all u can hear is the voices from inside..

fire..a dragon trapped within u is erupting like a volcano..

hands unbound..u r no vagabond however far u mite travel..

wen u open ur eyes u see wats there to see..

u ve seen a million times..

necessity of change blinded..

the desire unbound..

start meditating..

lets get abducted from this cell..

at the mercy of kidnappers now..

hands bound..eyes mooned.. gagged glory..

u can only smell ur surroundings..

trapped by the greed of those who dont know what they are sinning for..

money..mistakes..monkeys..

they dont let ur imagination unfurl..

clip ur wings..

chip ur winks...

u try to appease them all..

not at peace..

try and bend yourself..

u still suffocate..

i will now abduct u.. place u in a cell of virtuality..

addiction n obsession...

u r free to move..

to think..to breathe..to see..

but u never understand..

cos virtually u r confined into the small cell

where all physicality means nothing to u anymore..

u become senseless physically..

craving..driving..waking n walking..

freshness is all around u..

u ve just lost the feeling.

I am. and Will be..

There is something on ur mind..the truth... u just cant hide it r hide from it... the eventuality of consequences does confuse u . appearances are deceptive.. so is the the appearance of all falsehood and ultimately the truth... all that u can go by is wat u feel to be the right... nothing can jus take it away from u .. only the conscious n subconscious play their part.... but wat is u n out of ur control is the subconscious and it has been shielded, through the ages from the unreal...we just need deeper INSIGHT to get to it..(read into insight ceaselessly than you ever intend to). This simple fact might be the greatest glory of your life and the indictment which i ve been striving for..