Monday, November 30, 2009

FIRST MODELLING EXPERIENCE

Most of young beauties try their luck in modelling and fashion ramps. Some gets a big boost, while others are not. I was not much interested in Fashion untill attending a discussion in College. The Fashion Agency had a Campus Recruitment and I too participated in that. More than 150 participants, finally I was placed in Rank Number 19. Something to cheer for a junior, isn't it?

The second stage was Career development workshop, where a lot of tips were shared by the Agency people and fellow models. My friend Namita was also with me, so felt everything like a small Picnic.

They had some photoshoots in the afternoon. The selected 20 girls were taken to individual rooms, where they will be absorbing some makeup powder even to stomach.


My breath began high when I saw an old  guy waiting for me in the room. even though all rooms have half doors, but what is happening inside was totally hidden.

He gave me PreGown to wear and I wore it in the changing room, keeping all my clothes in the cupboard.

I felt shy, as some of my secret parts trying to show through the transparent parts of the gown.

The Old chap started his tour. His long fingers over my face and hair was quite okay. But things went bad when he start putting some shaping cream over one of my secret place.I was feeling different when his fingers squeezed the hills many times. I was shivering inside that what will happen, if those fingers slip to some deep valleys. ( even desired to get that ). He took almost one hour to finish. But by the time, my whole body was swimming in deep pleasure.

Photoshoot was excellent. One of my ideas about men was totally vanished. My beleif was that men will cry for mating when ever they see a girl in birthsuits.

But I saw, the photographer, director, and even lightboys, not looking to the modelling girls eventhough most of our dress were partly out of order.

They were concenterating to their job, a dedicated approach.

Mr K, so called GODFATHER of Models, came there greeted some of us and the important thing is that, he gave me his visiting card to call him up. Yes Iam going to Visit him next month. I willnot tell you the exact date of the apponitment.
But Guess it, its the day after his Paris tour.

HIDE AND SEEK

I was studying in eighth standard at that time. During Holy, the most enjoying period of a schooler, some of our wellwishers came from Delhi to spirit up  Holy with us. My elder brother's friend who recently married and his beautiful wife, I should say like that beacuse her smile was very attractive, gave us a lot of joy during that period.
There was a big exhibition going on near to our Villa. All went to see that except me and my brothers friend. He was sleeping there inside my brother's room and I was waiting for my friend Sapna to visit me. She came after 30  minutes and we played some scribbles. She suggest Hide and seek can be the next game. I got the chance to hide first.
I want to be the winner always. So I went inside my borthers room to hide. A small idea went through my head, " hide under his cotton wool, she can never find"
I went near to him, without making noise, laid there covering with his Wool cloth so that Sapna can never find me there. Minutes after, I hear sound of foot steps seeking me everywhere.
Immediately that happened. He hug me from behind and took me close to his body. I felt the warmth of his body. I didnt cry beacuse it may let sapna find me. This actually made him more courage and his hands started scrolling all over. My skirt and top was nowhere in position. The hands played a beautiful lullaby and I was slowly enjoying the song. He smelled me back in my ears and said some erotica to me.I was hearing such thngs for the first time in my life.
The moment I felt muscular axe, jumped away from the bed and came out of the room.I saw sapna staring at me. I actually forget to take my skirt from there.
She was very curious, and asked what happened there. I smiled and said to her, now you "Hide" there.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

LAST NIGHT OF ACTION

I appreciate and thank all bloggers who gave me some suggestions in the current crisis. The decision is to seperate our friendship forever as per  mutual agreement.The decision was much painful, but I want to lead a good family life with a husband, three or more children like that. When I said my decision, she cried a lot. I sat with her, consoling on her arms. Every drop fell down look like a big ocean of love.I murmered in her ears, today the last day and will be an unforgettable one.


Pin drop silence emerged after heavy rain and storm on bed. I gave full attention to make her happy in all my moves.We were becoming one. Her storm of passion took me to the wild plains of pleasure. There was no pain on the road to heaven.
I left the hostel room early morning without waking her. Before leaving, I took good video of those beauty curves in my mobile. ( I swear,  didn't copy her face) May be I can enjoy her in my loneliness....


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

HOW TO STAY AWAY FROM A LESB ?

Lesb**n feelings was totally unknown to me till I had my first experience. It was in November 2007, in my college hostel, due to annual maintenance some of the girls were shifted to some senior’s rooms temporarily. A new mate welcomed me with an excellent smile to her room. No hesitation for me in accepting that offer because that senior college mate was considered as a genius.


The first two days went quite nicely. She was very helpful especially in studies. I felt much relief in getting a good guide for me. On the third day I noticed that the lock of our attached bathroom found to be removed. But that doesn’t make me worry because only we two girls in the room and under tight security of Hostel warden, even the smell of boys cannot reach the premise.

In a cold night, while sleeping, she came near to me and asked some space under my imported woollen cover. I gave her space on my bed and some time after entered in deep sleep. I jumped up in the midnight feeling that something crawling near my thighs. I didn’t find anything there in the yellow night lamp.


She also woke up and hugs me and said to sleep. I was slowly lying on her hands and suddenly she murmured in ears" you are very beautiful'. I felt her hands in the same place where something crawled few minutes back. I was bending more down, when her fingers draw something there.

Early morning she came to bath with me. Both of us were in “Birthday Suite" I felt something new sparkling in her eyes. Some weeks went like that. Every night I felt as something new was happening.

Neena, and her mummy are my best friend and I discussed this matter with her mummy. She said some dangerous aspects behind such a relation. After hearing all those, a fear gripped me. What will happen, if I marry a man? Will she resist? Can I lead a good married life?

Neena and I went to her cousin, who is a psychologist. She gave me some tips to escape from this and it worked out very successfully. I am not able to explain this here in my blog post. But, if somebody wants a real advice then I will share it through my email. Guys…… Please excuse me. This post is only for Girls

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

MY MARRIAGE THOUGHTS


  • Three rings of marriage: The engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering
  • In California, there's a 6-month waiting period for filing for divorce, but only a 15-day waiting period for buying a handgun. It's nice to know the government is giving us advice on how to work out our problems
  • Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want, then when you see what the other fellow has, you wish you had ordered that
  • Marriage resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them
  • Marriage is a condition where no wife gets what she expected, and no husband expected what he was getting
  • Marriage is a book in which the first chapter is written in poetry and the rest of the pages is prose
  • Love may be blind but marriage is a real eye-opener
  • Marriage is the only war where we sleep with an enemy
  • The secret of a happy marriage remains a secret
  • Married life is frustrating. The first year of marriage, the man speaks And the woman listens. In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens. In the third year, they both speak and the neighbors listen.
  • A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine
  • When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can be sure of one thing: either the car is new or the wife is
  • A man is incomplete until he is married. After that, he is finished

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

MY DIARY IS NOT A FICTION, ITS MY PERSONAL BEATS

I like to say thanks to all my distinguished readers. Some send email to me regarding my writing and some others wrote as a comment here. I love to hear more from you, whether it is a criticism or applause, I am ready to accept it. But never think that this is mere fiction. No, it can never be a fiction. I am trying to spread a good message through each and every post in this blog.
I am weak in English grammar. This is why I say, English teachers must not be handsome. If they are, then student will be so weak in grammar. Grammar classes were swallowed by that cool, muscular handsome, teacher, Sorry to comment like this, but it is true.


I didn’t mean to hurt anyone through my posts. My apologies in advance, if someone get irritated by the incidents.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

VISIT TO PLEASURE


Yesterday I had a visit to my Aunty's house. The most funniest thing is that, the name of Villa is " Pleasure ''. Interesting isn't it? I asked her,
" Aunty, Do u get real pleasure from here"?
I asked that question just to tease her. But with a great small smile, she defenced herself and said, " Yes"

"OOps, thats a big lie", I was not going to leave her like that
She then took me to nook and corner of that house. Eventhough I visited that place before many times, I felt something different. Actually I am a regular visitor from the 25th marriage anniversary celebration of that sweet couple. Two years back, Uncle died in a massive heart attack.

While showing each room in that Villa, Auntys eyes glowed whenever she said a glorious incident happened in that room. I myself felt shy when she explained the sweet memories of their Honeymoon.

Do we get similar experience in our life? I thought about that for a while. Is their attachment is true?
What was the basic element that bind them so strong?

Atlast I found the fundamental thread between their relationship. That was nothing but a successfull married life, I mean, a dedicated bed life.

I was noticing the Khajuraho paintings in the bedroom for the first time. The painting and some coolness in the master bedroom...No chance for any couple to fight inside that room.

Aunty showed uncles collection of "mood elevators", as she say. I was surprised seeing those magazines, Cd collections etc.
When I was going back to home, mind was like a stormy sea. The blue rays over the sea said,, hooy,, this is life, enjoy before it melts

Friday, November 6, 2009

CHEMISTRY OF GIRLS

CHEMISTRY OF GIRLS






SYMBOL- MISS



ATOMIC WEIGHT HIGHLY VARIABLE



ATOMIC NUMBER 420





PHYSICAL PROPERTIES





1 BOILS VERY RAPIDLY



2 FREEZE VERY QUICKLY



3 MELTS QUICKLY ON RECEIVING GIFTS







CHEMICAL PROPERTIES





1 VERY ACTIVE AND HIGHLY REACTIVE



2 POSSES GREAT AFFINITY FOR GOLD, SILVER & OTHER COSTLY ITEMS



3 VIOLENT REACTIONS IF MADE TO WAIT & LEFT ALONE



4 TURNS RED WHEN PLACED BESIDES BETTER LOOKING SPECIMEN OF



SAME SPECIES





OTHER PROPERTIES





1 STAINED OR OVER-STAINED WITH POWDER, LIPSTICK & ALL OTHER



COSMETICS



2 NEVER AGES BEYOND SWEET 16



3 CRIES INSTANTANEOUSLY





USES





1 A FAST MEDIUM OF SPREADING TOP SECRETS



2 BEST INCOME OR POCKET MONEY REDUCING AGENT





CAUTION





1 HIGHLY EXPLOSIVE



2 HANDLE WITH CARE & AT UR OWN RISK

Thursday, November 5, 2009

WHO WAS THERE BEHIND THE CURTAIN

At first I thought not to share this experience with you. But my aim is to educate some people who doesn't know how to love  and care women.
The night before the FAREWELL PARTY, near to stage , we were preparing for the party next day. The entire gang consisted of 23 girls and 8 boys. Several paintings were hanged in allw alls, balloons, funny items etc were arranged all over the stage. Many of us were working so hard for the past few days. Almost all arrangemenst were made. The college principal also came and inspected everything and left the place.
I went to the Greenroom to change my dress. The moment I close the door, lights went off. There was darkness everywhere because nobody expected this at this late night. The alternative generator was quite far away and it will take another 15 minutes to make it ready.
Immediately that happened.
One hand covered my mouth and another three hands clinched me from rear and front. I was shocked with this sudden act.I felt fear and hatred with this act. Some one was murmering near to my ear, that you are very beautiful. Everything finished when i start biting one of that ugly hands. The culprits disappeared before I scream loudly. Later, I found my skirt back from the floor when the,  lights came back.

I felt this as a great insult to me. I didnt complain to the authorities just because that it will defame me only. 
I felt very sad, more than that my anger was pouring out as drops.


Why I write it here, because Im sure those culprits will read this because they are following me for last 3 years. I pity on them. If they approach me directly, may be I would select one of them to share my love. Now, they lost the chance. Not only they, may be all men in this world.

WAS THAT MY FIRST LOVE?

I was in seventh standard and a very immature and tender age in emotional also. I was not very clear about the feelings of love or sex. I had never experienced love with any boy.In school, we play with them, crack jokes and  any feeling of love or sex came in my mind during that time.

I felt something different when I  had a small project work with our new Science teacher who recently joined. He was muscular, with nice cute face. I have seen him several times but, that was a special occassion when i felt something different about him. He was a clear example of how personality attracts others. Sensational feeling on me...  I always wanted to come in his favorite's lists. I felt bad when he talks to others particularly girls.I was becoming more mad at him
Was this love? I am still not sure. But when Mr X came to my teenage life during those days, the affection to my teacher went down. It was really, Mr x who taught me the difference of love, sex and affection. But I ask myslef several times that , was that my first love?

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS

have you ever think about the first day you received your first kiss? I wonder how I received it on my lips. ( I was very orthodox about relations) May be the hormonal play..or the gift of GOD? I wondered how the nose bend themsleves when a boy kiss a girl. The wonder end when Mr X was with me , there in that room. I still remember,. it was raining outside, the breeze ,,eventhough cool but felt very hot for me. When he spelt the word kiss on my ears , the softness felt till it ends. Nice experince, what do u say? share with me