I am 23 years old, and brought up in a joint family in Kolkata. Radhika is my father’s cousin younger sister, who is just 5 years senior to me. Although she is my aunt in relation, our relation is just like friends… she even takes care of me like making tea for both of us and serving me food, and driving me to my college. She gives me pocket money….
She is indeed a very ( in fact the most ) beautiful bengali woman….and very modern too. She dresses up in sleeveless T-shirts and jeans most of the time,whether she is out or in the house.She dresses in these even when she drives me to my college. I discuss all my problems with her and so does she….She has been my best fiend all these years and I have respected her and been very affectionate about her. The problem started 3 months ago when our family went to a trip to Goa. 6 rooms were booked all total,and except she no other woman was in the trip. Naturally, she decided to take me with her due to shortage of rooms… When we went to bathe in the ocean, I was simply shocked to see her in a bikini for the first time…she was simply awesome !!! Her figure, her hips her legs are so perfectly shaped….i didn’t know that i was crossing my lines about thinking about her.But she seemed normal. I touched her elbows and hair, but she didn’t mind.That night , Icouldn’t sleep that night, but kept staring at her lovely sleeping innocent face. I fell in love with her.. Last week we went to Aquatica together (a water sporting club in Kolkata ) and I saw her all wet in her bikinis once again..she doesn’t have that much consciousness that her "little friendly" nephew is a man now. She goes to her office after dropping me to college in her car,but when she is inside my college premises, I become jealous thes edays when any other person looks at her with lustful Eyes…
I have also started masturbating thinking of her. And whenever I get a chance, I smell her
hair, or the smell from her elbow crease… IS THIS LOVE ?
I ALWAYS THINK ABOUT HER AND I LOVE HER GODDAMNED SO MUCH….
SHOULD I PROPOSE TO HER ? I KNOW THIS IS INCEST ,WHICH IS A SIN BUT I AM SO HELPLESS…
PLEASE HELP ME…PLEASE
here’s how it goes so far…
Short Story
It was 3:00 in the afternoon, as Matt came running out of the bus’s doors singing "School’s out for summer! School’s out forever!" He burst in the front door of his house.
"Hi Matthew, how was your last day of 6th grade?" His Mother questioned.
"Just fine mom." .
"Thats good. We should be leaving for the Grand Canyon soon, i hope you’ve packed your bags already."
"Yeah, I just did it this morning." he lied.
Matt darted up the stairs, to his room and Hastily threw some old T-shirts and some jeans into a duffle bag.
"Done." he murmured under his breath.
He took the bag and headed back down the stairs and into the the kitchen where his mother was just finishing up washing the dishes.
"Are you all ready? We’re just waiting for your father to get back here with our passports."
"Yep all read…" He was interrupted by the front door opening. His father appeared, holding 3 American passports.
"I’m back, Lets go!" Matt’s father said, seeming eager to leave.
Matt and his parents threw their luggage into the trunk, and got in the car.
"Okay, it’s a long drive from Canada to Arizona and we’re not stopping to head back, so before we leave, are we forgetting anything?"
"Nope!" Responded matt and his mother at the same time.
"Alright, then let’s go."
Just then, matt remembered how much he’d hated car rides. They’re so tedious. I can’t watch TV, or play video games. I don’t even get to listen to what I want on the radio because dad never lets anyone change the station from Cool Country 98.5. Matt thought.
*Sigh*
The engine started up as Matt angrily buckled his seatbelt. Then the car took off down the street. Matt watched out the window. He passed by the grocery store, with its elegant glowing neon sign. He passed by the toy shop, admiring the displays in the window.
When the car finally got on the highway, Matt started to doze off. When suddenly, he was awakened by a loud THUMP.
Matt looked out the window and saw that the car was slowing to a stop. "Hey, wha- what happened?
"I’m not sure." His father replied. "I’m going to get out and have a look."
Matt watched his father walk towards the back of the car. He carefully inspected the car’s tires. Then Matt heard him mutter something, not quite sure what, as came back around the car. "Well, it seems we’ve got a flat tire. I can fix this but it may take a while." Said Matt’s father in an unhappy manner.
"Aww man!" Matt said, as he kicked the back of the seat in a fit of anger.
Matt’s father turned up the volume on the radio all the way so he could hear his music from outside of the car. Then he took some strange tool, Matt had never seen before, out of the glove compartment and headed back to the tire.
What should happen next?
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Short Story
It was 3:00 in the afternoon, as Matt came running out of the bus’s doors singing "School’s out for summer! School’s out forever!" He burst in the front door of his house.
"Hi Matthew, how was your last day of 6th grade?" His Mother questioned.
"Just fine mom." .
"Thats good. We should be leaving for the Grand Canyon soon, i hope you’ve packed your bags already."
"Yeah, I just did it this morning." he lied.
Matt darted up the stairs, to his room and Hastily threw some old T-shirts and some jeans into a duffle bag.
"Done." he murmured under his breath.
He took the bag and headed back down the stairs and into the the kitchen where his mother was just finishing up washing the dishes.
"Are you all ready? We’re just waiting for your father to get back here with our passports."
"Yep all read…" He was interrupted by the front door opening. His father appeared, holding 3 American passports.
"I’m back, Lets go!" Matt’s father said, seeming eager to leave.
Matt and his parents threw their luggage into the trunk, and got in the car.
"Okay, it’s a long drive from Canada to Arizona and we’re not stopping to head back, so before we leave, are we forgetting anything?"
"Nope!" Responded matt and his mother at the same time.
"Alright, then let’s go."
Just then, matt remembered how much he’d hated car rides. They’re so tedious. I can’t watch TV, or play video games. I don’t even get to listen to what I want on the radio because dad never lets anyone change the station from Cool Country 98.5. Matt thought.
*Sigh*
The engine started up as Matt angrily buckled his seatbelt. Then the car took off down the street. Matt watched out the window. He passed by the grocery store, with its elegant glowing neon sign. He passed by the toy shop, admiring the displays in the window.
When the car finally got on the highway, Matt started to doze off. When suddenly, he was awakened by a loud THUMP.
Matt looked out the window and saw that the car was slowing to a stop. "Hey, wha- what happened?
"I’m not sure." His father replied. "I’m going to get out and have a look."
Matt watched his father walk towards the back of the car. He carefully inspected the car’s tires. Then Matt heard him mutter something, not quite sure what, as came back around the car. "Well, it seems we’ve got a flat tire. I can fix this but it may take a while." Said Matt’s father in an unhappy manner.
"Aww man!" Matt said, as he kicked the back of the seat in a fit of anger.
Matt’s father turned up the volume on the radio all the way so he could hear his music from outside of the car. Then he took some strange tool, Matt had never seen before, out of the glove compartment and headed back to the tire.
"Matthew, don’t wonder off now." Matt’s mother said.
"’Okay mom." Matt replied.
Matt wanted to get far away from his fathers irritating music as quickly as possible. So, dissobaying his mothers orders, he decided to sneak off into the woods.
what should happen next?
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Some of mine are:
She changed her hair, painted her nails, and renewed her wardrobe; She changed herself because she wanted to be noticed by the jock that every girl fell for… But while she was doing so, she lost her [ number 1 ] secret admirer. The guy that thought she was perfect when she no make-up, and when she dressed in ripped jeans. The guy that dreamt about being with her, while she dreamt of being with another…
Depend on no one because in life there’s a road you take. And one day, that road splits in two. At the end of each road is success, or failure. This isn’t a “guessing game,” it’s a, “You’re the only one that can choose your destiny.” By depending on no one, you make your own decision on you’re life. So choose wisely because either way, there’s no one to blame around you.
**Flashback;
Turn back in time where you used to sit 4 hours watching the Rugrats. Where you wouldn’t ever leave your house without your nano baby, and when Blues Clues was actually challenging. Rewind back to the times when your favorite shows were Doug, Ren & Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain, AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!, and Rocko’s modern Life. When you watched re-runs of TGIF, Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World. When you remember reading every series of Goosebumps, or in that case, remember listening to your mom read them as she grew bored and bored and as you grew more excited as to what would happen next. When bringing plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school was pretty much cool, and saying “NOT,” after every sentence was the way to talk. When every argument was settled by rock paper scissors, bubble gum bubble gum in a dish, or daddy had a donkey inky binky bonky. When cops and robbers was a daily activity, and when hide and go seek was put to pause only when it was snack time. The days when we used to actually obey our parents and when the radio was all we depended on for music. When you knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green ranger, were meant to be together. When you always wanted to send in a tape to America’s Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny…so you gave up. When the Magic School Bus made you think that school buses could fly, and when yo-yos made you popular. When getting married meant buying your crush a Ring Pop, and blabbing some random words behind the dumpster. When reading that little paper in the fortune cookie meant everything to you because it predicted your life. The days when you could tell furbie all your little secrets and expect him to talk back, and when Beanie Babies were the talk of the class. When you got creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" And when you knew the Macarena by heart. When you lied to your parents to bring you to McDonalds because you were starving, when really, you wanted to play in the play place. When gas was {content}.95 a gallon & Caller ID was a new thing, and when checking out drawing books and "Rainbow Fish" from the library was the cool thing to do.
Before we realized all this would eventually disappear we didn’t bother to think of how good things were.
Flashback…to the world we live in now.
**You think you know who your true friends are? wait till high school & see who’s there for you when your ex boyfriend spreads rumors about you. Think you’ll never do drugs? Wait till it’s right there in front of you & all your "friends" are doing it. Think your tough? Wait till you say the wrong thing to the wrong person-see who backs down first. Think you’re smart? Wait till you have an English paper, science project, history test & a 10 minute monologue due tomorrow cause you were absent for 1 day. Think you’re cool? wait till you’re the only one who doesn’t make the sports team, see how cool you are then. you think you’re popular? Wait till your parents can’t afford the new Hollister jeans everyone has. Think you’ll never fall in love? Wait till a guy looks deep in your eyes & says he loves you. Think you’ll never get your heart broken? wait till that same guy who said he loved you is holding another girl behind your back. Think you won’t have sex? Wait till the guy you think you love says it’ll make you closer. Think "nothing’s going to happen to you"? Yea wait till you’re sitting in a jail cell, wondering how you got caught. Think that you’re always going to be your own individual? Well wait till one morning when you look in the mirror & you’re just like everybody else.
I don’t want someone constantly
Saying I’m beautiful or hot or sexy.
I want someone who will fight with me,
Tell me he hates me
And acts like he’s crying just so I will kiss him.
I want someone who will make fun of me,
Do things with him, And his friends,
And not always do everything I say.
I don’t want the "perfect guy" to every other girl.
I want my perfect guy.
The one who is no where near perfect
And knows I’m not either,
But loves me anyways.
Don’t base your decisions
on the advice of people
who don’t have to deal with the results.
I’m so sick of immaturity, of name calling,
of labels, of gossip..of High school.
It doesn’t make sense any more. &
I find myself being nice to people
that I rather kill.
Always be a first-rate version
of yourself instead of second-rate
version of somebody else..
Friends are friends,
& in some cases,
that’s all they`ll ever be.
If you have to try an convince yourself you don’t
care about someone- you care about them more than
you think.
Laugh at stupid jokes. CRY. Get revenge. Apologize. Tell someone how much they really mean to you. Let someone know what they’re missing. Laugh till your stomach hurts…live life, because tomorrow’s not guaranteed to anyone.
SORRY HUN. BUT UNLIKE YOU, I’M NOT
A DOORKNOB WHERE EVERYONE GETS
A TURN. I’M MORE OF A CASINO. WHERE
ONLY THE LUCKY ONES WIN THE JACKPOT.
Don`t be flattered that he misses you. He should miss you. You`re deeply missable. However, he`s still the same person who just broke up with you. Remember, the only reason he can miss you is cause he`s choosing, everyday, not to be with you.
The world is going to throw us a million reasons
why this isn`t gunna work out between us,
but I`m armed with the one reason why it will ; I love you
Love your enemies just in case
your friends turn out to be a bunch of bastards
I believe in love at first sight,
Hope of a new tomorrows,
Second chances,
Living with no regrets,
Long walks on the beach,
& Knowing that everything has a purpose.
When she was 4, she wished she could wear makeup, and ::mini skirts:: Now, she wishes she could play in the mud, and sleep with her teddy bear that used to be her best friend… she used to wish for change, and now her wish finally came true, after that she would do anything, to stop everything from diversifying
Do anything and everything in life… because there’s gonna come a time when you think back when you were just a kid; When you’re biggest fear was that Santa Claus was gonna give you coal for Christmas. That you’d stick your tooth under our pillow, and t he tooth fairy would forget to leave you a 5 dollar bill…And that it wouldn’t cross the Easter Bunny’s mind to leave you a basket of treats. Then you’ll see that you’re only fear you can’t seem to get over is the fear that all those little childhood worries are just gonna be memories… and before you know it, you’d be the one saying, “ Wow, those were the days…”
"Sometimes, you gotta teach yourself how to get up from a hard fall… cuz if you call for someone’s help… they just might push you back down…. "
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Now Im thinking shes going a little crazy! K, so point is she still has feelings for him and says that she "loves" him. But shes the one who broke up with him. Now that we’re dating, Im thinking shes going looloo in the head! So she has thoughts of physically hurting me, I’ve heard. Shes telling my friends that she’ll do anything to make me and my boyfriend break up no matter what. K, so another thing to add to all that. Shes copying me! Haircut, the same she recently cut it. Dressing now the same, always wearing shorts like I do when she used to always wear jeans. What should I do about this girl? I’ve told my boyfriend how she hates me and wants to make us break up but she just won’t stop. She really needs to back off! Any advice? Thanks!=)



