Jul 30th, 2009
by gbsingh.
A love story had ended. There were no love notes exchanged. There were no love letters written. Only two sporadic waves that had come from two different directions overrode each other for a while and then passed on to their own destined directions. Everything ended as abruptly as suddenly it had started.
Eva had left and [...]
Jun 18th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“What is love? Is the power of love so since love is blind? I love you! Is our love story real or illusion?” – I bombarded Eva with more questions than she could have answered.
What is love?
“You love me. You may be an illusion… like a 3D shadow of whatever it can be; as well [...]
May 6th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“Money talks louder than love story reads. I’ll have to go and earn some money now.” – Eva sat down and took out her planner out of her rucksack.
“When do you plan to go?” – I was feeling I would miss her after she leaves.
“Not right now, but yes… in a few days I [...]
May 4th, 2009
by gbsingh.
“It was a sex game that turned into a love story rather than orgasm…” – I commented smiling as I opened my eyes to look at Eva’s face again, which I was finding much more beautiful than a day before.
“The two are not the same, rather opposite! You were right when you said the [...]
Apr 22nd, 2009
by gbsingh.
We turned two love hearts writing a love story making love the way mother of all sex games dictated us to.
Our game was over by now and we had slipped back into our clothes sipping tea together sitting on two rocks on the bank of the river Chandra Bhaga, Chandra and Bhaga being two tributaries [...]