Tel Maalish
“A little down there, Chinni”, I said as his nimble fingers were sliding down the nape of my neck in the slipperiness induced by the generous dabs of navaratna oil. Chinni's ...
“A little down there, Chinni”, I said as his nimble fingers were sliding down the nape of my neck in the slipperiness induced by the generous dabs of navaratna oil. Chinni's ...
“Hare Krishna” He said. I looked up. He was a saffron clad monk. Not the long-beard-ash-smeared kinds but a decent looking monk. He had a nice gentle face with a persistent ...
Scene: At the library of a prominent centre for French learning: Yours truly is a grammar Nazi of sorts (yes, even in a language that I cannot speak much), but luckily ...
The first thing l do in the morning after reaching office is to open the TOI/Thehindu/Rediff websites and read news. This ordeal has been continuing for last 2 years or so. ...
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