What a pain being a Woman is!

Eid is on the second now. Already a national holiday. No extra holiday :(. Not like I care much but I am traveling on the second night, will have to leave mom alone on Eid night. Not feeling good about it at all. So bad that thought of getting my ticket canceled, plus I am feeling guilty too (Lying to mom and going to a different city) I have not lied to her about even the biggest of things. This is my first time. I am scared. Nervous. And then, just way too many bomb blasts, so what if they are minor, a blast is a blast! If I did not have K's ticket with me, I would have probably gotten mine canceled long back, but since I have hers and no time to courier, I will have to go now (What a pain no? Devilish smile). Every time I feel guilty or scared, I call K, she knows how to handle me and so I am fine now. I guess I was just not in a good mood in the evening.

Mom and I left for the hair cut I wanted to treat her for. She wanted a hair cut and I got a free coupon for it so I gifted her that, hence it became my treat. :) I wanted to get my hands and underarms waxed. My underarms look like a man's, who has not shaved ever in his life! And the people were so busy there that we came back with just a very sexy haircut and clean eyebrows/upper lips.

It is such a pain being a woman sometimes. The periods, the hair removal, pregnancies - SO MUCH we have to pay for being a temptress! Sigh! Yesterday P and I were broke so could not go to our typical hang out for hours of conversation. We went to her home and after a long time I ate home cooked food, simple Indian food. Delicious! Nothing like it! I ate so much I wanted to start snoring at P's place and not go to my own place. P is extremely excited about my 'lovers trip'. Strange. She calls it the 'mission trip'. Really confused this time. "No P. What makes you think I am going there with a mission?"
"Ahem ahem ahem!"
"P.........??"
"Come on. There is going to be so much of sex!"
"Yeah P! So?", with an extremely confused expression.
"Okay... Yeah. You had always been so open about this. You knew you would do it before marriage.... You know... you were never like me. So averse to it and then gradually opening up to it..."
"Yeah. I guess..."
Silence. Not a comfortable one. She has something going in her mind.
"Why don't you? What is stopping you?"
Deep breathe and "Alright! I have an honest confession to make."
Is it about me? As in... does she have something to say about my sex life? Like maybe I should also not get into it before marriage or something? WTF! How can I be SO self obsessed!
"I am conscience about my body... You know till the upper body it is fine. But I am not okay below the belly. My abdomen is so heavy! My thighs... They are thundering. Okay?"
"P! Relax. To be honest. I was conscience too, initially. But when you are in that moment, the body does not matter!"
She still did not look convinced.
"Look P! I am fatter than you! But once it happens. It does not matter. Even to you guy!"
"No. We are the same size, just that you are taller and have a broader bone structure..."
"No P! I know my body. My lower abdomen is like some huge saucer."
"No R!"
"No P!"
And the never ending womanly comparisons 'You are better' shall continue until eternity unless the topic changes. And thankfully it was P who did it.
"...but it really is okay. Your body type does not matter P!"
"You know... I am not even shaving my under legs because I do not want him going down on me."
"Even if you do not shave he can go down on you, unless he specifically prefers that way."
"You said it hurts alot and you walk with your legs apart for a full day."
"Yeah! But that is when you use a hair removing cream. I have never tried shaving."
"I am scared, actually. It bleeds."
"WTF! What are you talking?"
"Yeah. When I had my stones' operation na. The nurse was shaving my stomach and my pussy (Ggggrrrr... I do not understand WHY does a woman call her VAGINA - A PUSSY!! It is called a fucking VAGINA!! Pussy is for 'dirty talking'!!) and all of a sudden I started bleeding.... It is such a sensitive area."
"Why don't you try trimming? Atleast that would help in lessening the mess down there."
Now! Sh said something really dumb. Thankfully I do not remember, but I remember proudly saying, "I never keep mine for too long so I would not know. I find it extremely irritating that is why I clean myself regularly. I like it clean."

The conversation, by now had shifted to Babies and Pregnancies. Yeah! She was telling me of some clip she saw that had shown the delivery of a baby. "It is so painful that if you watch it, you would not want to give birth to a baby." I would! Infact, I went out for a dinner party recently, where I saw this oh-so-adorably-cute baby, Indian father and a German mother. My God! The baby girl was such a delight to watch and the mother was so happy with her 9 month old. They responded to each other in ways that looked so out of the world, as if naturally made just for that mother-daughter. It was such an amazing feeling watching them. I was happy my elder sister was not there. She has been married for 8 years now and she had wanted a child immediately but unfortunately some medical problems with both, her and her spouse has made this difficult for them and she is still without a baby. She craves and dreams of on day and night. You can see it in her eyes. Its like each on of us are born to do something in life. She was born to be my mother (She is 9 years elder to me) and her ofocurse her own child's. I want a baby too, later in life, ofcourse. When I saw that cute baby, all I wanted to do was call G and tell him, "I want a baby as cute as him." That would actually mean, our baby looking North Eastern when the parents are from north and south.

Not much has happened in these two days. Some cramps, lots of eating, all the more bloating, Eid preparations, traveling issues - to go/not to go. Mom was even asking for my work place's contact details. Fuck! What will I give her if she is serious!? Thankfully, I ignored and she did not ask again, but two more full days to go and she could ask again. Infact, she will! But today was fun with her. It was fun getting scared of her after a long time. What happened is that after we left for our salon and shopping, we came back after over two hours only to see the main door and gate absolutely open. Mom literally screamed. I wondered why. "The maid is there no. Why are you screaming?" "Did you leave the doors like this when you came out of the house?" "Err..uumm.. yeaah.." Fachaak! I got pasted, royally! Apparently, the maid had left before me and I was supposed to lock the house. I ran to th computer room to find shelter and remained there hours after mom was done screaming 'about me' to others. I knew, this moment onwards until the next few days she will sing loudly with melodrama involved about my 'carelessness'. Moms Love ranting about their kids. New moms can not talk enough about the developments in their babies and mothers of growing children can not stop complaining. Bing a mother should become a paid job. God should offer free shopping vouchers, single holiday trips to the most exotic places in the world, customized husbands, whose settings can be changed as per taste and requirement, a mute button facility for crying babies, cribbing friends, and irritating aunties who would give you 1001 fr advices on what should the baby eat/what should you eat/what should your husband eat/what should your dog eat/what should your ailing parents eat, but what the hell do they eat that they never lose weight despite their 'diets and exercising'. Gosh! God is so cruel sometimes!

Tomorrow no Eid so I will go and get my waxing done. I might get some mehndi done on my palms too. Lets see... Really sleepy now. Yawn!

Good Night!

Kisses.

Love 'n' Peace.

The Secret

We all love Sundays! Even if your Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays are no different, A SUNDAY SHALL REMAIN A SUNDAY! Its special :)

Woke up with a feeling as if Mom is still angry... Then I realised "IMPOSSIBLE! I gave her such an awesome back massage last night." She was reading the newspaper. In bed, thought of giving a 'Good Morning' call to G. Nah! Lets start my day with Mom today, instead. I wanted to keep my head on her lap. Haven't done that in many days. She has of course read about the Delhi blasts. "Today your cousin called. She is coming from her university for three four days."
"Yeah! I know she called to ask me about my travelling plans. Sadly, I won't be here."
"I told her you are not going."
Shit! I knew this was coming up! Damn! Why the hell do mothers have such a frail heart! Why of all people will I die in some blast? And why will there b any blasts? Moms!! Sigh!
I just give her the look.
"What can be so important, R?"
"Work mom!"
I AM SUCH A BITCH! SUCH A LIAR! It is my first time - scared but it is turning out to b exciting.
"Let it be no. You are not going! That's it! At least obey me once!"
"Mom! We shall see. You do not get such opportunities again and again. Let me go for it. And then... I'll be safe. Don't worry."
I HATE THE TYPICAL MOMMA EXPRESSION!
"Mom, look... If something has to happen, it can happen to me right now right here. No place no time is safe. Come on!"
"Oh! Today is Daughter's Day", looking at the paper.
"Thank God! We finally have a day! Otherwise we would have spend our lives celebrating only Father/Mother/Teachers Day."
Thank God the conversation broke. Maybe she did not say anything because it was Daughter's Day. But hey! She did not wish me! (STARE!)

Door bell rings.
My maid finds out it is some 'thin guy' on the door for me. I am scared. I think it is this really annoying old school friend of mine who considers me his best friend and I can not stand him for even a second! Actually he had called last night and I just hung up on him. He had called when I was having cyber sex with G. He was on cam and I could see his Tom(I JUST named his dick, right now! Didn't feel like writing 'could see his DICK'! Its cute to give names (winks). By the way, I did not cum last night. Not too fond of cyber sex. There was so much to do. See, type, finger, imagine! Too much to cum but enough to stimulate you. G likes it! And I love him on the cam. He has a smile to DIE for. I get to see him smile! But when he is not smiling and has his serious look on, he looks like some extremely boring IT professional. So, I ask my maid to ask for his name and say I am asleep. She tells me "Mix!" Oh Fuck! My friends had planned to come over in the morning. "Oh! Stop him stop him stop him!" Friends come over. We have fun. Breakfast was of chips and 7-up. Showed this other friend from the group, N, my lingerie shopping. Also showed her the B'Day card G had sent me. That card was the best gift!

Later, B joined us too. P was finally meeting him today. I have no idea how did she manage to convince him, but they were meeting! He came! N and I made faces. Mix is a loyalist of B and P...forget it. N and I make faces. Oh! And I also have to look inviting for B. Ggggrrr... Finally B came and begins talking to me "You and S have nothing better to do in life than brainwash P."
"What makes you think WE brainwash P?"
S and L had left before he came.
"The day P starts talking rubbish I know she has spent time with you guys or spoken to either of you at length."
"So? What's between friends remains between them. I don't think anyone has the right to comment on that. And P is an intelligent girl. She ain't an immature kid who can be brainwashed."
"Of course! She is immature!"
"P! Hear it for yourself. Your guy thinks you are 'immature'."
Silence.
I was jumping inside. I loved he confronted and I loved replying the way I did. Though I was shocked P did not have to say anything at all. She was mute throughout this conversation, like any other listener wanting not to interfere because it is not his/her business. I forgot - P is smitten by B and P has lost self respect!
Everyone leaves.

It is afternoon. G and I still have not spoken. He was having lunch when I called. We spoke an hour later. I was angry. There is some random guy who has been calling me for a while, who is apparently in love with me, saw me in my college (Its a girls college! Confused!) and found out my number. Have been ignoring him for days. Convincing G I'll handle on my own. Finally I give this random guy a piece of my mind, all this while I was being decent cause he was being the same. Anyway, thankfully, he did message after that call and called again too, but I literally pleaded which probably inflated his ego and he apologized for harassing me. Swore not to call again! Sigh! Thank God! G called. I was upset. Mom had brought up the travelling issue again at lunch. Cribbed cried and confessed, "I am scared too to travel somewhere down the line, but I REALLY want to come and see you."
"To be honest, I am scared too. Don't come if you are not feeling good."
"The problem is I have K's ticket too."
K, my best friend stays in a different city. I have told mom I am going to K's city for work. Instead I will go there but we leave for our city of love, where our louvres are.
"Post her, her ticket."
After allot of thinking.
"I don't know. I really want to come... What do you want me to do?"
"My situation is similar to yours. I was travelling on the 15th of August to see you. You too wanted to meet me but not at the cost of my safety. I feel the same."
I cry.
"Are you chumming?"
"No G!", with a smile.
"You are close. It will start today evening."
He knows how to make me smile, laugh, turn me on, keep me happy, take care of me, love me... He is just so amazing! (hearts flying on the head)
"So, when do I bang you next?"
"Going by what I like, today! Going by what I want, next week!"
"You do not want to do it until you are here."
"No."
"You want to build a momentum?"
"Yes."
We talk.
"Are you wearing a white bra?"
"No! A skin coloured lace."

We had phone sex. And it was great. When I went to wash myself, I screamed with happiness. I had started PMS-ing finally! Wuhoo! I was running late. My date was around 23rd. G and I got scared thinking what if I start when I come there. That would be extremely sad!

"You have never been so happy for your chums, isn't it?"
"I have! Every time my period gets delayed, I get all panicky. So, when they start I feel so relived and happy."
He calculated if they will get over by the time I am there. And yes, they will!
"You know, I use these ultra thin sanitary pads. So each pad comes in a packet which can be used to wrap and throw the used one. So that wrap is a very cute green. I am in love with that color. It is so cute. I will show it to you!"
"Only a woman can talk like that."
"Well... yes! A woman is the most beautiful creation of God."
"I don't understand how can a woman cry on everything. I have not cried in ages."
"You wanted to cry when you were leaving me."
"Yes, but I did not. I am not saying I am the macho guy who does not cry. I just do not understand why does a woman cry?"
"Well, because a woman feels every emotion completely, from deep within and so gets easily overwhelmed. I am so proud to be a woman. It is the best thing on this planet. A woman can cry when she wants to, be strong, make a family, earn her own money, live independently, take care of herself, love like no one else can. She finds happiness in small things. Like, only a woman can find her sanitary pad wrap cute and fall in love with it. A woman will bond with her girlfriends, shop for sexy lingerie and be excited about it even if she does not have anyone to show it off to. The reason they feel so genuinely for everything without holding any bars makes them all 'overwhelmed with emotions' all the time. That is the reason we always love mothers, daughters, grandmothers more. And that woman is not being true to herself and can never be happy who has misinterpreted the meaning of a 'modern woman' and believes in only making money."
Silence...
"G?"
"hhmm..?"
"Did you just take a nap?"
"No! You deserve an Oscar!"
It is my second. I got the first one on some other long speech that I gave him. :)

In the evening I was checking what movie Mix has on his pen drive. Saw some 'The Secret' on it. It was about The Law of Attraction! I was getting absorbed. It was a documentary on what and how does Law of Attraction work.

All my life I had strongly believed in the power of energy and vibes. What you want is what you will get if you give out the right energies. I was sure of its power when I read "When you really want something to happen, the whole universe conspires so that your wish comes true" in The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. It became my favorite book for this one line and shall remain that way. I know and believe in the power of an active sub conscience, deja vu and all of that. S, too had told me about the Law of Attraction. She was wanting to use it on some guy she liked.

What I, alone believed in all my life and thought was my ultimate power - the [power of thought, is actually a scientific law! As significant as the Law of Gravity. Great men like Shakespeare, Einstein, Lincoln knew of The Secret but never revealed it because what they were was because of this secret. I have done the same so far. I never shared this power I believed in with anyone. Maybe because I was not that sure, yet it did make me feel powerful. Every time I experienced a deja vu, it gave me a sense of pride, a feeling of self control and power. Now, I need to use it on my trip. I of course do not want to attract bomb blasts.

I have not watched the full video. It is a 90 minute one, seen 37 till now. Had to leave out for dinner. Thankfully Mom wished me 'Happy Daughters' Day' after I reminded her to do so. She had planned to get me chocolates but forgot, so asked my preference. I asked for a pastry instead. She slapped my tummy and said "You will never watch your weight no?" A smile. But I really hate PMS for two reasons, 1) The cramps, and 2) The stomach BLOATS! And I have to see my guy in some days! :(

Will write more about The Secret, when I watch more of the video. It got me completely excited. I told G about it and said, "You never know... you might have been a result of my law of attraction... Because you are perfect... Perfect for me!" And I got a BIG E-HUG! The Secret was the highlight of my day!
Kisses...

Keep attracting what you want!

Love 'n' Peace!

P.S. : G is in love with Elton John, Guess that's why they call it the blues and he is trying to sing it for me over the phone. I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY LIKE CRAZY!

Sexy Saturday

After creating the blog, I slept at 5 in the morning. I think of trying but I just know I can not go to my gym in the morning, instead am woken up by a call at 9:30 am,
"I want to fuck you."
"What??G!!"
"Are you alone?"
"Can I please call you back in 5-10mins.?"
"I am exploding!"
"O.K. 5!!"
"Quick!"

Hang up, wide awake.... no one in the room. Check the bathroom. Open the room door.... Mom is in the kitchen, downstairs. Seven mins later I call. G sounded like he'd shook in the mean time, but was still keen, probably because he thought I was keen. Well... I actually was not... I was in deep sleep instead. I was horny last night and I planned to surprise him, instead he called and said, "I called to say good night... I am really tired." It is a fucking Friday night and my guy wants to sleep instead of talking dirty to his girl...Sigh! Anyway, we had some okay-ish phone sex... Don't think I came, he did...(again...was it? did not bother to ask) The room door began to knock immediately...Perfect timing...we were done by then...pretended to be sleeping to my maid and called G back. This time HE was asleep..."Sorry babe... I am getting great sleep after this... I don't get to sleep for so long throughout the week." Ofcourse, the angel that I am, I let him enjoy his Saturday with sex and sleep.

Phone rings

"R! What do you think I should do? L and I had a major fight. He does not even want to see my face."
"What happened?" Concerned... Did they fight over L's penis size? S says it is as small as her ring finger... She did not have sex with him again after the first time. Now, she thinks they need to give it time before regular sex begins. (It is just she finds it too small, specially compared to her ex.)
"Ah! Nothing... It was something extremely trivial... He has not started going to his gym. He paid for it two weeks back."
>>yaawwnn<<
Continuing..."Should I get him flowers?"
"Hand picked."
"But I am in the middle of a deserted road..."
"Stick a note on his bike with a sweet mess on it..."
"YES!! I love you... Buh Bye!", with an audible smile.
What are friends for

After an hour, they still had not patched up. As the wizard of the group, asked hr to let the situation be for a while. Then I called L, spoke with him...cheered him up...he complained...I took his side (it really works!)...we happily hung up.

Called him again after 30 mins. "See me at CCD in 10 mins."
"I'll see..."
"No! I never ask you to come anywhere like this... You will say no to me now!?"
"What are we meeting for?"
"Because....I want to meet you... simple."
"15 mins.?"
"Cool!"

P and S have been waiting for me at CCD for the past 15-20 mins already. After having called L, I go for my shower with a smile. I feel like a true angel after having set up a surprise for S. Leave home with a warning from mom to be back at 3 because she has to go somewhere.

Reach CCD, happy to see them cuddling. P, as usual is messaging and calling her fuck-all guy. None of us like B, P's guy. He treats her sadly, never has time for her, breaks all the promises, never makes her feel special, is unromantic but has a libido lasting for weeks (horny dog! huh...), misleads P, makes her feel terrible, makes her cry, makes her sad, blames her for everything easily because he is a pro at that and P actually gets convinced. What a miss-goody-to-shoes bitch! She gives in too much in the relationship, including self respect. That's the last thing a woman should EVER do! Let the man be what he is called, A DOG! (BTW, women LOVE dogs... ;) )

So, all is cool between S and L, now. I am not being credited for it because P claims they patched up before L arrived. Huh... wtf... fine... they must have! But atleast... acknowledge! I 'tried' doing something nice for friends...huh... Maybe P is jealous... she is always the miss-goody-to-shoes doing all the good and angelic deeds like patching up and this time it wasn't her...aargghh... its just... come on ...acknowledge my efforts guys!! :x

S and L leave to meet some friends and P and I get down to doing what we love. Discuss G,B and sex over chicken sandwich. S joins us after a while. We talk...we laugh...we bond...we discuss(very important)...and we leave to SHOP!!

S wanted to buy a sexy nightdress. (I guess her 'lets give it time before regular sex' is over. See this is what big fights do... make a relationship stronger...She has fallen in love with him again, this time more deeply and is ready to compromise on the size. Actually, she was also being hopeful after L came twice while they were just making out and having oral sex.
I am sure, S is among the 2% who are always turned on. "I see myself in Samantha", came from the horses'(mare's, to be gender accurate) mouth.) And I wanted to buy a sexy lacy bra for my best friend K. I bought myself two, two weeks back because I am going to see my boyfriend next weekend. It is a long distance relationship, and I love it this way. Infact, K and I are going together, her boyfriend is in the same city. We are going crazy with excitement! We will be travelling together for the first time! Wuhoo!! She also thinks, I have finally grown up, because G is my first 'proper proper' boyfriend and I was considered among the 2% who are asexual. Thank God G happened! Sigh!

Anyway, and so... S found a sexy lace pink short nightdress which also had the matching string tying pantie. Damn! I've always wanted those panties... Yes! Even when I was asexual. Expensive, low on cash, borrow from friends! We now move to the other shop from where I have to get K's bra. I told her that will be her B'day gift, it is in some days. She said she wanted something in bright pink, got her something absolutely different. I love that color and I know it will look hot on K. (Remember we are best friends, not lesbians!) That is how well we know each other. She is my soul! God! I love her!! Kisses!

While checking out other stuff, they HAVE those string tied panties...Yeaaa!! They 'also' have the black lace pantie. In a fix! Shit! "Which one girls?" P came to my rescue...my love...angel...(she really is an angel :) ) "Black! This will look better on our sizes" Ouch! I hate this size business! But with an obese body, you have limited choices! Gggrrr.... The world is getting heavier by the day, yet limited stuff for the larger population of the world...the obese community :(

P on the phone again... Sometimes I feel I spend much better time G by being miles away than P spends with B in spite of being in the same city. They fight! (hahaha... I love it! The invisible horns come out!) B is not meeting P, tomorrow, AGAIN! (Because he is a B=Bastard!) Because he has work! Self claimed Work-a-holic, L is his friend and tells us 'he does nothing!' I knew it! >>punch the palm<<

So, P is fighting and S n I hear her say "Now B, that is an insult!" Phew! Thank God she found something offensive! S and I looked at each other, smiled. I pass th bottl of 7-up we are sharing to P and say, "Last sip for a handsome husband." (B has a reciding hairline!) She repeats that to B. He gets pissed. They hang up. P upset. We smiling! (Bitches...yes we know! the horns grow in size ;) )

"P!", screaming for her to come back. She is literally storming away.
"No! Let me go home... You guys carry on."
"Alright we will. But what happened?"
"He nevr has time to meet me.... blah blah blah bla bah ba b.....">>eeyyaawwnn<<
"P! Do you mind acting pricey?"
"No ya! I can't"
"Hang up on him!"
"No! He does not like it!"
"Like, you like the way he talks to you.... (That asshole was free today, doing nothing, and when P asked him to meet her, he said 'Now I am not that free' WTF! Bastard, isn't it?) Give it to him when he deserves it..."
S with her helmet on all ready to drive off her bike, "Look at us... Act pricey! ;) "
Now! was really the time. It was just perfect!
"P.... I'll be blunt honest... on your face I am telling you... the day is not far when you will lose your self respect completely (Though I already think, she has.)"
In confused disbelief, as if her sub conscious was agreeing, "You really think so?"
S n I, simultaneously, "YES!"
Shit! Yes Yes Yes! This is working! She looks convinced now! Big grins!
Adding drama, "You will lose respect among friends too."
She ofcourse has a hint that we are not too fond of her undeserving love interest.
And P leaves with agitation, "I will abuse him all my way back."
Way to go, girl!
Hugs!
We are oh-so-happy! Dying to call N and U and inform them immediately. S n I left to meet L, again. After gossiping and eating alot at his bakery, I realise it is past 4. Missed call from mom. I have crossed my deadline. I call and the tone says 'I am screwed', content says 'You are done'. She had left home, locked. Fuck! I ran... I was approx 50 mins. away from home. Ran, literally. Thankfully I knew where she was going, called so that I could pick the keys. She was mad... I'd like to believe angry because she was not answering my calls. Frantically called my aunt, who was with her. Passed on the mess, got the keys, finished the work she has asked me to do and got home. Sigh!

Home Alone! Trying my new sexy night dress with the new lingerie. The thought of what would follow when I wear this for G next week, gets me excited. I call. Role Reversal. "G! I want you to fuck me!"
"What are you wearing?" (His fav. question and for the first time I was dying to answer it)
"I can not keep secrets from you. I bought a purple satin night dress and a lace bra with a black lace pantie."
"Fuck! I knew you had bought new lingerie, the way you were talking in the past days."
We have great phone sex. We talk, finally! I crib about how I wanted to surprise him but ruined it. He is super cute, says he will still be surprised. :) I love him, completely!

I get online. Mom is back. SHE IS REALLY ANGRY! She thinks I am misusing my freedom... Alright... considering I am going away to see my boyfriend with out telling her...YES I AM! But otherwise... alright okay... She really does not ask me to do much for her and today if she asked me to come back on time... I should have... but I honestly did not realise the time until she called... :( I am feeling bad and I am also scared... I have to leave next week... I do not want to upset her :(

I love her alot! She is God to me! Kisses Momma!

Kisses to you too from Luscious Sealed Lips! <>

Love 'n' Peace!

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