Eulogy.

To Moto Q9h. I knew your time was coming. But I didn't think you'd leave me like that. But I guess that which goes, goes. There is no how did it happen? It just happens. To the Good Times, coz that's all that matters and it is all that's left.


Read at your own risk.


Mensch was watching her carefully. Her hair, her face and her style mesmerized him. He was spellbound. He could feel the tension between them. He just could not wait any longer. But Klimmer would always stop him. He'd never personally tell Mensch to stay away from her, but Klimmer's own love for Gabriel and her reciprocity, was enough to keep him at bay.


Mensch walked up to Klimmer and :


M : I love her more than you ever will.
K : So, what do I do? You should tell her that.
M : And what if she leaves you after that?
K : Then she leaves me and you can have her.
M : You will do nothing to make her stay?
K : You fall in love and you fall out of love. And neither is in your control. So if she falls out of love, she falls out love. What can I do about that? Maybe I'll fall in love with someone else.
M : What if she cheats on you?
K : Then I'll forgive her.
M : You wouldn't be jealous if you saw me with her?
K : What is gone is gone. 


And then there was a gunshot.


Ending 1 :


M : You're a fearless man. And your time had come.


Ending 2 :


M :  You are a fear...less man.


K : And that's why she's with me. Not with a mass of flesh on the ground.


Ending  3 :


M : You are a fearless man. And I love you.


Her white dress was now stained with blood.


K : Well, what is gone is gone. Your place or mine?




I'll miss you Moto. We had some really good times. And as much as it hurts that it was an economic loss, what has happened has happened. Sunk Cost. Abh bas aage soch sakte hain.


Song : Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by Cab Calloway.

All you need is Love, Love is all you need.

To The CAT Word List of the Day. This is all because of you.


In her covert style, she removed each of her habiliments. The soft satin slowly flowed against her willowy body. Despite the enchanting beauty of her skin, his eyes were fixed on her face; as if nothing had changed. They knew the effect that they had on each other. His sedate expression would leave her confused and wanting to do more. Her carefully carried out moves would challenge all the patience and passion in him. It was like a game they played with the other's mind. 

The ramshackle condition of the place was all that was left. The scent of sweat, the rococo of the arrangement and the love of the act had all diffused. It reacquired its original form, and waited to be alive again.

Song : The Gypsy -- Ink Spots

Desire.

To the Guitarist,

He looked into the mirror. He could see the guilt in his eyes. He washed his hands, hoping that like all criminals his guilt will too be reduced. He used soap and washed his face, perhaps moving a step further. He wasn’t at fault. He was driven away by desire. Desire that made him mad, crazy, fulfilling for a while and ashamed forever.

*

To the Professor,

He looked at her. She was extremely pretty from outside and inside.
“Hi Bitch how are you?” he asked her

“Hi Ass, I am fine. How was your exam?” she asked.

“Like all other exams, thek tha..”

“Ya. You are off to cloud nine with glory and I’ll barely pass.”

“It’s okay! Handling a Geisha business and studying is not so easy!” he mocked.

“Right. If you can run a kotha and manage to top your class, I have a lot to learn” she replied playing away.

He couldn’t resist. He was in the desire web. He caught her by the waist and bent a little. The position resembled exactly that which comes in movies. It was perfect, it was magical and so surreal.

“Abbey iska answer kya hain” said Arjun.

He came back to life. She was still looking pretty, prettier than she looked in his imagination. The geek was standing admiring his Helen of Troy. If only he was a little less smarty pants and more sexy shorts, it could have worked. He was still caught in the net of desire. The desire to be all that he wanted to be……

*

To Rose,

I see it out there.
I want it very badly
It will come to me.

*

The dedications are special in their own way. All interpretations are welcome. The correct answer won't win any prize!
;)