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An affair of a different kind #NaBloPoMo day 7

“Let me go, please. A part of me will always be with you. You know that.” came the pitiful urge.

“No! Please don’t say that. I promise I will care for you like I always did.” I said, holding on closely.

Years have gone by. The sine wave of our relationship has seen all its crests and troughs and managed to stick around the median most of the time. On good days we’ve shone together in all our lustrous glory, while on bad days, dull and listless, both of us have had a mind and body of our own.

Our love concoction brewed at a leisurely pace. From being barely noticeable to being the designer of the personality I never knew I had, I would be utterly disrespectful if I didn’t give it credit where it’s due. I know I haven’t said it enough, but yes, I’m deeply indebted for its love I’ve been blessed with.

That oblivious tickling for seeking my attention, that roughness around the edges when I’m otherwise occupied or ignorant, those occasional cute silent threats of leaving me desolate and exposed; I like them all. Love can be demonstrated in the strangest of ways. Isn’t it wonderful to be desired like this? 🙂

The time we get to spend together is fervent and special. My fingers can’t get enough of the smooth touch, my eyes ogle up and down the length of it and my olfactory senses are heightened after it steps out of a hot shower with me. Wet and wild, it is at its naughtiest best, kissing my neck and cheeks and leaving soggy trails of its visit.

This morning, when I finally got back to my love after almost a week of running around and travelling, it responded coldly and shed off a huge chunk of itself in retaliation. It was followed by the conversation in the beginning of this post. I had to oil it up and cajole it somehow with a promise to be there from now on. The labour of love, uff! :-/

If you haven’t guessed by now, this is my hair story. 😀 😛 In case you feel I just claimed a trip to the shrink for writing a whole post on this, I wish you go bald as a punishment for being cynical. 😉 😀

46 thoughts on “An affair of a different kind #NaBloPoMo day 7

  1. I was like what is she writing. . A bit forward I thought until the last few lines..

    You know fine I am ok with going bald.. and taking the punishment when you making a appointment .. ????????????????????

    1. You are reading my blog for a long time and know that I don’t post ‘forward’ stuff. If I got you confused then the purpose of the post was served. ????????????????
      Why should I make the appointment. You do it? ????

          1. Hai to sahi…bald hone ki itni excitement…pehli baar dekhi maine. Yahan mera husband bechara jhadte hue baalon pe udaas hota hai. ????????

    1. That was the intention….to make your imagination horses run and then leash them. ????
      Women bald too. Who said they don’t? They just take care and attend to themselves better.

    1. Hey Uma…you are in Chennai right? Can you suggest some places I can go…I’m here till evening. Or sambar rice…I don’t mind. ???? Just kidding! ????????

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