That sad kind of beauty

The sun was parching me like a laser beam which emitted from the humongous windows. I gazed at the right and saw a girl yawning and covering her mouth for sophistication.I placed my palms at my chin and started making a face of grimace. I tried to decipher his labyrinth lecture but was unsuccessful.I glared at the professor which suffocated me as if he had bolted me inside a vacuum room. He was more exasperating when he started explaining that depressed emission of alpha particles, beta decay and so on. I lifted my pen and shaked that pen to and fro. I wished to kill him then and there. Nevertheless I bit the pen with my vampire-like teeth.I was eagerly waiting for that last class to end. The bell shouted at its loudest peak and the class climaxed. I stretched my arms and yawned covering my mouth. Meanwhile, my friend Piya came and asked me for my plans."Go home and bear the tantrums of my mom.", I lied to her,

I was illuminated with a sunshine penetrating my sleepy eyes. Everything was cloudy, I saw a man moving and I tried to open my eyes but I was unsuccessful. I tucked my head inside a blanket and slept again.I finally woke up, stretching my hand to its fullest (which I usually do). I swiftly opened my eyes and gazed at right and left. The bedsheet was different -plain white. I wore man's shirt and a trousers then, which were quite loose - I was a hanger to those clothes. I scratched my head, my mind was still dizzy - Damn, it was hard to concentrate on objects. I searched for my phone, I got my purse at the side table.I immediately zipped it and took out my phone. I contacted Piya."Hello," I said."Hello, well, did you enjoy last night?," she said with an evil smirk running from the corners of her lips (it was evident from her speech).I paused for ten seconds and cried."What happened?"

I returned to my vacant villa to encounter my mother who was with Aunty shweta gossiping about overnight famous, Mrs. Gupta whose daughter ran away with her boyfriend last night.Her hurricane of questions blowed me again:"Where were you?""Why is your dress so revealing?""I told you to wear a decent dress wherever you go. Right?""Shhhhh, please just shut up. I will just look like a combed pussy if I wear your effing decent clothes."That aunty must take a note pad to take an account on me."Aunty Shweta, haven't you got a spicy gossip today ?""Maya, is that the way you talk?" she shouted and I rolled my eyes, "you are ruining yourself day by day.""I know that I am an epitome of self destruction"She slapped me and demanded me to go into my room. I went into the restroom and glanced at my bare face which reflected that innocent easy Maya. I flushed and turne

We reached our destination, it was a grand fancy hotel which was familiar to me. I always had to stay there : big hotels, A.C., humongous standard windows, headached room freshener. "Is this the place?", I asked."Yes," he replied.I braked the car suddenly. His head tilted and he jerked forward. "Woops, Sorry, I am still a beginner.""It's okay," he smiled partially.I u-turned my car and he said to 'Stop'. I gazed straight at his eyes."What's the matter, sir," I asked. (I reckoned his popular status)."It's night and foggy."I observed the thick layers of fog surrounding the road and my route. He smirked and I really like the way he smiled. Oh lord, he was handsome and cute."So what?," I asked."You can join me."I opened the car's door and grabbed my purse and kept my handbag comfortably on my seat. I kicked the car's door impulsively

I woke up with a sharp beam of light entering my sensitive eyes. I immediately lifted myself up and saw the sunkissed face of Ajey.I noticed that my morning saliva dripped on his tshirt, I had a handkerchief inside my pocket. So, I tried to remove it. He was sleeping and I disturbed his slumber with constant movements. My hands were at his t-shirt constantly vanishing my landing saliva. His eyebrows squinched and he opened his tawny brown eyes. "What are you upto?," he said yawning and with a sleepy sloppy eyes.He gazed at his shirt and again stared at me. "What's this?" "That's....""Ewww, it's sticky," he interrupted with a grimace. He checked my saliva density with index and thumb finger.I smashed his hand and shouted, "Don't touch."The door opened (all of a sudden), a peon entered with wiggling pot belly and chewing paan. "Were you searching for a private place?