When i see you in your amazingly draped saree with that large red bindi on your forehead, i fall in love with you again and again.

I wish to take you in my arms and protect you from everything that has harmed me. I want to protect you from the world, and hide you deep inside. I wish to get into your bones. I wish to be inside you, in your every breath. I wish you to feel the madness i have for you. I wish you to know that how difficult it is to live without. How each moment seems like ages.

I wish to relive every moment with you again and again. I wish to feel your heartbeat and the divinity it emits with its rhythm. I wish to lose myself in your desire. I wish to be one, with you.

The locust - 1

The locust travelled far and wide to distant lands in search of the ultimate knowledge. He had left his country because of an uneasy feeling of lack of knowledge. The knowledge was to be found and his thirst for it was to be quenched. Locust was a coy being, he seldom talked to anybody, and lived in his world. It was due to the lack, or not, he was not sure. He was otherwise an complacent being, but due to this sensation of uneasiness he had lost the serenity of his once tranquil life.

The locust in order to search for the ultimate truth, left the comfort of his home and began his journey to battle against the uneasiness.

After much travel he reached the kingdom of the cobra. Deadly cobras dangled from tree branches here and there. Some rested in obscurity of shade of the bushes, while some darted around in the forest. He soon came at a place where an old cobra sat under a banyan tree. The skin of the black cobra was mottled and his eyes were peaceful.

Pandora

I have been running free and wild. The old forests have smell of wildflowers. The wolf howls under the full moon and pain has a new meaning. The intersection between the old deodars and the stream running down the mountain in the middle of the forest has an internal meaning. The rabbits play under the faint moonlight which gets filtered by the aged forest trees. The spirits of the forests young and lively dance madly with desire of love. The insects crawl to their homes in the trees and the monkeys pluck fruits. The streams have mermaids which come out in the moonlit night to sing songs of love and then there are little dwarves and fairies which play around the bushes.

Natural beauty and cold running water of the mountain stream. Cold water and green grass around the river where the jungle spirits do their dance of love.

Demitri's tractor

Demitri had a tractor which he wanted to sell. Demitri's tractor was old and the maintenance was costly. He wanted to by oxen from the money he got by selling his tractor. He believed that his tractor was a piece of junk though his grandfather has bought it at a very high price in his times.

Demitris tractor consumed much diesel and broke down often leaving much of the work pending. Sometines Demitri used to get stuck midway while going to the city or coming back to the village. This irritated Demitri very much and thus one day he decided to sell his tractor.

He took his tractor to the city and directly went to a shop which dealt in old farm machinery. The deal was done. Demitri sold his tractor and came back to his house.