Standing on the platform eagerly waiting for the train to come was Adithya. He kept looking at his watch and found it reading 3 minutes to 6 p.m. He was getting impatient as the train carrying his mother was destined to reach at 6.Adithya looked forward to meet his mother who was joining him as his wife Rashmi had gone to her mother's house for the first time after marriage. He stood with abated breath waiting for the train to come and when he heard the shrill whistle of the train he was relieved.Adithya was pleased when he saw his mother alight. It was almost 8 months since he had last seen her and today his joy knew no bounds when he hugged his mother and welcomed her.Nanda a cherubic woman in her early forties was enchanted to see her son after a long time and seeing him her eyes were filled.Adithya carrying her luggage escorted her to his car and soon they reached his apartment. Nanda was pleased to see her son who in a span of 8 months had done wonders and was well settled in his

Ravi Chopra was cruising 10,000 feet above sea level in the Boeing in which he was traveling from U.K to India. It was about to land in a short time. He was daydreaming about his mother whom he had not seen since past three years. It was a long wait and now that he was so close his apprehension was growing by the second. He was getting impatient and was biting his nails. His joy knew no bounds when he heard the voice 'fasten your seat belts' and he jumped into thin air when he felt aircraft landing on the tarmac.Mala short for Malathi Chopra was also in the same frame of mind, waiting for her son at the Airport. She could not believe herself when she saw the Boeing landing. She too could not believe she would be seeing her son in a few moments. Three years? Three years was too long a wait for her and now when the time had come to see her son, it was like seeing God.It was not just three years that Mala had suffered. It was three years and three months precisely since the tragedy fell

 டிகிரி முடித்து வேலை தேடி ஈரோடு சென்றேன். அங்கு எனது நண்பன் ரூமில் தங்கி வேலை தேடினேன், சில நாட்களுக்கு பின் ஒரு கம்பெனியில் வேலை கிடைத்தது. மாதம் 15000 சம்பளம் மற்றும் ஓ டி, ரூம் சாப்பாடு என் செலவு, என் நண்பனுடன் அவன் ரூமில் தங்கிக்கலாம் என முடிவு செய்து நான்(கண்ணன்) என் நண்பன் குரு மற்றும் இன்னொரு நண்பன் சசி என அவர்களுடன் நானும் தங்கினேன்.மாத சம்பளத்தை சேமித்து வைத்து ஓ

இக்கதையின் தலைப்புப்படி நான் ஒரு நர்ஸ், பெயர் பூர்ணிமா என்று உங்களக்கு தெரியும். ஆமாம் நான் ஒரு பிரபல மருத்துவமனையில் பணிபுரியும் நர்ஸ். நர்ஸ் வேலை ரொம்ப புனிதமானது. மற்றவர்களுக்கு நாம் செய்யும் மகத்தான தொண்டு என்று கேள்வி பட்டு, விருப்பத்துடன் நான் இந்த வேலைக்கி வந்தால் இங்கு உடன் வேலை செய்பவர்கள் , நோயாளிகள் என்னை ஒரு கால் கேர்ள் போல உற்று பார்க்கிறார்கள்,

You could blame it on the situation. The temple queue was such a crush that it was inevitable that the people in the queue were pressed together in all sorts of awkward ways.But when Srikant, an 18-year old from her neighborhood first brushed against Shobha aunty (mami) in that crowd he was guilty of allowing it to happen rather easily.He had always secretly fantasized about Shobha aunty, with her full bosom and enticing way of wearing her saree.She always showed cleavage, her face was radiant and she wore flowers in her hair -- which somehow seemed raunchy to him.She always seemed dressed to seduce; or was it just the desire in the eyes of the 18- year old boy that she looked that seductive?And when she came up against the awkward and geeky youth from in the temple crowd, she recognized him from get togethers though she did not know him by name.She immensely preferred him to the anonymous males brushing up against her and crushing against her.And not all those brushes and crushes

It all came to be because the house was full. Children were visiting with their own toddlers and his father had come to visit them. And because the house was full Deepu couldn't get enough of his wife Paromita. And because he couldn't get enough he was like an untamed bull.And that led to the brash decision to fuck on the kitchen floor. The rest of what followed was not known to him.She was sitting on the kitchen floor, grinding masala for tomorrow's hilsa fish curry and it was late night. As it is with Bengali households dinner ended late. One by one all the family members went to bed and the lady of the house, after clearing the dishes and putting away things was getting a lead on next day's intended menu.She sat on the floor, her saree pulled up naturally and was using the heavy grinding stone on the slab below to make the masala paste for tomorrow. A day in advance not only saved time but also somehow made the mix more pungent and potent.She would wake her husband early to go get

நான் ஸ்கூல்ல படிக்கும்போதே எனக்கு விளம்பரத்துல மாடலா நடிக்கிற வாய்ப்பு வந்துச்சு. அப்பா விளம்பர கம்பெனியில ஆர்ட் டைரக்டரா இருந்ததுனால அப்பா கூட பல விளம்பர கம்பெனிக்கு போகும்போது அவங்களே விளம்பரத்துல நடிக்க கூப்பிட்டாங்க. ஆனா முதல்ல அப்பா, படிக்கிற பொண்ணுனு தயங்கினாரு. அப்புறம் ஸ்கூல் வயசு சிறுமிகளுக்கான மாடலிங் நடப்ப தான். புகைப்படங்கள் மட்டும் விளம்பரங்களில்

திருவிழாவுக்காக நானும் மனைவியும் குழந்தைகளுடன் மாமனார் வீட்டுக்கு வந்திருந்தோம். என் மனைவி ஜமுனாவும் அவள் தங்கை பத்மாவும் பர்ச்சேஸ் போயிருந்தனர். நான் குழந்தைகளுடன் மொட்டைமாடியில் விளையாடிக் கொண்டிருந்தேன். மாப்ளே. இங்க என்னா பன்றீங்க. கேட்டுக்கொண்டே மாமனார் வந்தார். சும்மா. மாமா. போர் அடிக்குது அதான். பிள்ளைகளோடு. விளையாடிட்டு இருந்தேன்.நீங்க. கீழே போங்க மாப்ளே.

நிறைய பேர் கெட்டு போறது பெத்தவங்களால தான். அதற்கு என் வாழ்க்கை கூட ஒரு எடுத்துக்காட்டு தான். என் பெயர் ஷினி. கொஞ்சம் குண்டா ரொம்ப அழகா இருப்பேன். என் கதையை விளக்கமாக சொல்கிறேன். என் அப்பா துபாயில் வேலை பார்க்கிறார். மூன்று வருடத்திற்கு ஒரு முறை தான் ஊருக்கு வருவார். என் அம்மா என்னை விட அழகா இருப்பாங்க. குண்டும் இல்லாம ஒல்லியும் இல்லாம அம்சமா இருப்பாங்க. என் அம்மா பெயர்

It was not their fault that they were spotted by him while pleasuring themselves shamelessly. Nor was it his fault – he had not planned on spying on the young housewife that was his tenant.Either way, as Narain slowly climbed down the metal stairway he saw and was transfixed by the sight of Shanthi, his tenant's young wife, pinching her own nipples and mauling her breasts while a woman had her head busy between the her legs.He was over 70 years and he had cursed his luck for having to climb to the third floor to where the water tanks were. There was no place left to dry his clothes and no one to help him either. He had slowly climbed one step at a time, hung out his clothes to dry and was climbing down, wrapped in only a thin bathing towel.Since few ever came to the rooftop and still fewer climbed that metal ladder to the third roof, the women had thought themselves safe from discovery so long as the room door was shut.But the elevation of the stairway allowed Narain a full view