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Can I share a story with you?
Have I heard it before?
I am not sure.
Ok, go ahead.
Twenty years ago, when I was in school, I fell in love with one of the most beautiful girls in the world..
Do I know this woman?
I am not sure.
OK

She was like a summer breeze, she was like spring time, she was all those things you hear in fairy tales and see in Hollywood Movies. One day, we met outside school and went on a long drive. In one of those lost lanes of life's highways, I kissed her... and that was my first kiss.
 
Why are you telling me all this?
I am not sure
Ok

When I held her face up close to mine, I smelt her perfume and it was divine. I have never smelt something as memorable as that again. I saw that her lips were pink and not red almost like a Cherry that had lost its blush! and her face was as fair as a Russian Princess. We kissed and the evening sky lit up with stars, the Moon quickly brightened up and lighted her face. I remember that we kissed for eternity. I still remember how my heart beat 120 a minute. I remember that her skin was translucent red, I remember the perfume... it was divine.

I know. It was my mother's. I never wore that again.

Lets light one.
Yeah! Lets light one.

Comments

  1. Good one. Very interesting to read. Keep blogging!

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  2. Rajesh,
    I like the conversation... It caught me right away... It kept me right to end thinking, "I've been there." "I know the feeling." I like your style. Keep it up.
    Jerral

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  3. The twist at the end, nice.
    Now I am wondering if her take of the moment would be the same since they seem to respond differently to the perfume.

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  4. I would really like your post ,it would really explain each and every point clearly well thanks for sharing.

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