Wednesday, May 17, 2017

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Monday, May 15, 2017

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Virat studies in a renowned boarding school in Shimla. But behind the facade of a happy teenager is a disturbed child trying to fight the pain of his mother’s death and his father’s ignorance. Neither love nor friends seem to be of any help. That’s when he finds a picture in a library book, which changes his life forever.
In trying to find the truth behind the girl in the picture, he stumbles upon dirty secrets and a scandal that shocks him.
Meanwhile in Delhi, a CID officer and Police Inspector Mathur are trying to unravel the mystery behind the gruesome murders of two influential families that seem to be connected to the mysterious girl in the picture.
Will Virat be able to find the mysterious girl or lose himself on the way?
Discover the chilling reality of life, friendship, love and deceit behind the curtain of White Smoke.

Monday, March 20, 2017

WHITE SMOKE

An old picture from the mud of history and whirlwind emotions with it

The connection of this picture and disappearance of a school girl

A series of murders in the capital and a moralistic CID officer to unearth them

A scandal by the kid of a tyrannical family

The hunt to dig the truth out – AN INSPECTOR MATHUR CRIME INVESTIGATION

The missing Shimla girl - WHITE SMOKE

THIS SUMMER

Saturday, March 18, 2017

THE MISSING SHIMLA GIRL

On one fine day which turned to be a life changer for him, he got a friend request from a girl on Facebook.

 Do you remember me?
It’s me Angel from JKFY School.
Another message popped up after the unnoticed and un-replied message a few days later.

Who is this?
Arjun messaged back.
Arjun then spent a whole day going through her profile and her timeline for authentication. She was real and her name was the first thing that hit him. She was a Shimla boarding school’s student. Few more messages and this conversation became more and more regular Arjun.
Can’t you use your own pic as your DP? Arjun messaged her one day.
As this conversation continued from days to weeks and then months and as the relation blossomed it shifted to Facebook chat and exchange of Arjun’s number and address. One day over the chat Angel said something to Arjun.
Do you remember I used to be an innocent girl you made an MMS of?  Do you remember the date; that Japanese restaurant where you asked to make out for the first time when I was a virgin?
You said you had a deep crush on me, and I eventually fell in love with you; trusted you for everything but you ruined a loving heart.
“When I tried to get back to my life, I could not get rid of the memories of the incident anymore,” Arjun cried aloud for this was not Angel but Mahi messaging him. He asked for her phone number but she logged off.


The same thing happened with Eshaan and Joy during the same time. Months passed chatting with the girl on Facebook and finally they too decided to exchange addresses and numbers.  They tried to dial her number but it was always switched off. Even her Facebook ID was deleted. Any of the three could not make contact with Mahi then after. 

Friday, October 9, 2015

Mistress: 49th is the fetish Shade

Her aunt was French. She was not beautiful but all of her other characteristics were perfect. She had all the good French manners- Savoir vivre-. She didn’t talk much. She always kept a distance from other people. And that was the main reason I wasn’t feeling too good to talk in front of her about my dream.

As her aunt entered the room I rolled and sat on the floor with my back against the wall facing Michaele’s bed. The two women sat opposite me.
‘Aunt, my friend here had a dream and we would like to hear what you think it means?’
‘Ok, but it’s been a while since I did that for the last time and I hope I didn’t lose my talent’ she said smiling. So what is it your dream about?
‘It’s very strange, I don’t know.’ I smiled and looked down hoping she wouldn’t insist. 

No reaction. Just silence from both of them.
‘Well?’ Michaele added .
‘Don’t keep us waiting’ Michaele’s tone sounded just like last night’s when she told me to kiss her feet! I felt too weak to oppose.
‘I dreamed that Michaele wanted me to kiss her feet’ I couldn’t believe what I have just said. I was unable to talk no more. Michaele started laughing hysterically while her mom lit a cigarette. I felt embarrassed.
‘I am going to ask you one question and I want one true answer. Were you aroused last night after that dream?’
‘I swear I don’t see Michaele in a sexual way.’
‘Just answer the question’ her aunt said raising the tone of her voice making Michaele stop laughing and me lowering my look.
‘The truth is yes, but I don’t know why?’
‘And I can guess you would like to do it in real life. Am I correct?’
I didn’t think about it until that moment. I felt a tremendous wish to kneel in front of her and experience the sensation I had last night. The entire scene was too emotional. Michaele’s dominant way of asking left me no choice.
‘I would yes’ I whispered.
‘What is going on here? Michaele said. Mom you make him feel uncomfortable.’ Her mom made her a sign to hush and she turned to me.
‘Listen kid, what you feel come right from your soul, from your mind. You have a submissive character. This is not a bad thing. Many men have submissive fantasies but only a few make them come true. As you know, in this life we are living everything has its price.’
‘I don’t understand’ I said.
‘You will understand in a moment. What I mean is that you have a chance to experience now something that you may ask for the rest of your live and you never get it – but this can be done only if Michaele wishes-  If you kiss someone’s feet, it’s an action of seduction and Submissiveness.
It is a way to show that you accept someone as your superior, as your owner.

By doing it you deny all your freedoms. After that you lose your human substance and you become your owner’s property. You have no rights. No right to talk, to eat, to write or even to think. Your life will focus on your owner’s needs. From the other hand, the owner should use you as it pleases her. There are no limits. This relationship will lasts for a life time unless if the owner wishes to stop it by letting you free or by selling you to another person or even by removing his life.’ I was lost.