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FROM THE DIARY OF A PROSTITUTE 2

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I have discovered the reason why a man pays for a woman: He wants to be happy. He wouldn’t pay a thousand francs just to have an orgasm. He wants to be happy. I do too, everyone does, and yet no one is. what I have got to lose if, for a while, I decide to become a….it’s a difficult word to think or even write…but let’s be blunt..what have I got to lose if I decide to become a prostitute for   a while? Honour, dignity, self respect.   Although, when I think about it, I have never had any of those things. I didn’t ask to be born. I never found anyone to love me, I have always made wrong decisions- now I am letting life decide for me.

FROM THE DIARY OF A PROSTITUTE

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I don’t care whether it was once exciting for me or not but I at times hate what I do. It’s destroying my soul, making me lose touch with myself, teaching me that pain is a reward, that money buys everything and justifies everything. No one around me is happy, the clients know they are paying for something that should be free, and that’s depressing. The women know that they have to sell something which they would like to give out of pleasure and affection, and that is destructive. I have struggled hard and log before writing this, before accepting how unhappy and dissatisfied I am – I am needed and I still need to hold on for a few more weeks. But I cannot simply do nothing, pretend that everything is normal, that it is just a stage, a phase of my life. I want to forget it, I need to love- that’s all, I need to love. Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living It so badly….

THE BEAUTIFUL SKY

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I asked angel, “whatsup” She said, “Ceiling fan” I said, “Look beyond the ceiling fan, Angel and you will see the sky filled with mystery and darkness, decorated with twinkling stars.” She said,"Yes i did and its beautiful,Devoid of time,Like looking into the future and we are the beings of the past."

TRUE DESIRE

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Profound desire, true desire is the desire to be close to someone. From that point on wards, things change, the man and woman come into play, but what happens before- the attraction that brought them together- is impossible to explain. It is untouched desire in its purest state. When desire is still in its purest state, the man and woman fall in love with life, they live each moment with passion, consciously always ready to celebrate the next blessing. When people feel like this, they are not in a hurry, they do not precipitate events with unthinking actions. They know that the inevitable will happen, that what is real will always find a way of revealing itself. When the moment comes, they do not hesitate, they do not miss an opportunity, they do not let slip a single magic moment, because they respect the importance of each second.

FRIENDSHIP MEMORIES- THAT COUGHED PIECE OF BHATURA

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Once upon a time, me and my group of friends went out to have lunch. It were our post graduation days and like every hostel, the mess in our hostel too served horrible food. So me along with my friends, Mushu and Tommy went out to fill our hungry bellies. As we reached a decent eatable place, I ordered pav bhaji for myself, Mushu ordered chole bhature and Tommy ordered a Thali.       Amongst all the three, tommy was a glutton and as the order was served, he kept on staring at Mushu’s plate. And his face said yumm at the sight of hot bhaturas and chole served with onion and pickles. His thali was served too but his eyes were fixed on chole bhature. He moved his hands forward to take a bite and that’s when he received a call, it was his girlfriend, “the love of his life”. So he left the lust for chole bhaturas and went out to talk to her. In te mean time, me and mushu started eating our pav bhaji and chole bhature respectively. Mushu suddenly felt something getting stuck in his t