So .... It all started from that one drink .... And I actually don't remember what was the exact magic after that ... It's like every time I think about you ... Occurence blurifies . So .... It basically started from my status , me mourning about the long days I didn't drink and him asking if I would join him for the next one at his home . .... Who thought , like really who actually thought ..... Me in his room ... Us alone .... With some drinks in our system and the song playing was Jadoo hai nasha hai..... And that breath of his , touching my shoulder will trigger all the nerves of my body . And still I was trying to keep things under control , until and unless he holds my waist and pulls me more tighter and closer towards him , and as our cheeks rubbed and our lips touched ... ... And................ That was the start of the never ending ignition ..... And oooo myyyy goddd .. ... That was the first time his body touched mine and yeah obviously we were pretty into...
In fairy tales , love novels , story books , etc. we always read girls to be portrayed as women with long hair , long gowns, some kinda princessy vibes , and I am really not gonna start on the part where there is this really great urge of rescuing them from the society as if they are not able to do that themselves . And how can we forget this Indian novels or movies , where the whole idea of women wearing saree , with a bindi , pair of jhumkas and mogra in their hair is summoned as an eternal beauty or something . I am a girl who does not only like styling according to particular occasions , but also according to her moods . I like wearing western and eastern both , undoubtedly . But I really don't understand what the hell is #sareeteinari ... what if I wanna be ... like #jeanseinari or #bikiniteinari ( Ok , I don't know if that sounded funny or something , but if it did , then it's just because no body ever have post a picture wearing bikini and captioning it #bikinitein...