Date Night at Perch

 

The Storyteller : Delhi Date Diaries

 | Title : Date Night at Perch |

|Written By : Krayon  (Alias), #1  | Date Dairy : Khan Market,Delhi |

| Delhi Date Diary : Story #1 |

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Statutory Warning :  Only for above 18 individuals, the demand of the genre invokes explicit content, sensually charged language and mildly erotic content  (though nothing graphic is advisable and shall be  most earnestly edited to retain the quality with no excessiveness). Visitor’s discretion is advisable on  – reading, sharing and recommendations. Proceed in agreement and comprehensive understanding of the same. 

Regards,

Statutory warning : Delhi Date Diaries

Statutory warning : Delhi Date Diaries

VM

Blog Author & Admin

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(Begin)

It was a warm Saturday evening, just after the sun had simmered down giving way to the bluish silver twilight. I had out on my best fitting shirt – it was  light blue with  dark blue polka dots and fit my shoulders  really well, making me look broad at the top and a little more leaner than I actually am. Pairing it with khaki pants and my blue Stan Smiths- a pair I have fondly been wearing, almost everywhere since the last 3 years. I put on a strong musky fragrance – it was Pi by Givenchy. It had a very sensual feel to it so much so that it even burnt my skin a bit.

I informed at home that I was going out to meet some friends and I would be dining out – factually correct! except for the fact that I was actually heading out to meet a lady – someone who I had just interacted with on aisle (a dating app).

I stepped into my car and drove as fast as I could to reach her apartment. I fumbled with the map to figure out where she stayed, but at last I reached there. It was a busy place buzzing with people moving about – some returning from their evening walks and others just buying everyday groceries. The place had a very unwelcoming vibe to it, but what the hell! I was looking forward to a date.

My heart was racing, I had brushed my hair like ten times already, and finally I called her after having texted her a few minutes back. She sounded very feminine, had a certain playfulness and warmth in her voice. We made small chat as to where I was parked and how we would go about the evening.I decided on going by cab, as drinking and driving with a total stranger was too risky for our own good!  She took a great deal of time in finally coming out; meanwhile she had called me once to let me in on a safe spot to park ( ( ‘that’s cute’,  I thought). She called me to a side where our cab was waiting and finally I saw her for the first time. My heart skipped a beat and my prose started turning to poetry in those moments. ‘ Gosh! it was worth the wait ‘, I said to myself.

She was wearing a smart black skirt , the length of her knees (not too risque`, but engaging enough to keep me on toes and the glint in my eyes stayed alive.) .It had a red flowery pattern. She had paired this with a slit-sleeve black top and a set of black ,open-toe high heels.  She had painted her lips to the brighter shade of cherry,  sensually contrasted by the dark thick kohl in her eyes and wore her hair open for the sport of it. (they were extremely curly, I liked!). All in all, She was quite fair in appearance , looked gorgeous in any split second glimpse and was wearing a golden nose ring. (So feminine I thought!)  We exchanged glances and smiled at each other, we even shook hands (I think so). Boy did she smell nice! The fragrance she wore reminded me of a rather eventful night at Thailand ,where my college friends and I blew out wads of money on Russian strippers.

I wanted to open the door for her in the cab, but she was quite straight and went in from the other side ( There goes  to drain, the two day rehearsal on the niceties, LOL! 😛 . No No! I am kidding, … or am I? 😀 ) . We finally sat, sinked into back seat. It was a little cramped (thankfully) ,our legs almost touched each others’.  We struggled with the directions to head out to the main highway, turned out she wasn’t well versed with the roads as she didn’t drive and relied mostly on public conveyance. Finally after leading our cabbie to the right route, we broke into our conversation.

Initially it was about me, I answered all her questions – education, work, I covered it all (Like a fresh graduate, LoL! ). Finally I did some probing, found out she’s an Air Force kid, an MBA herself, someone who had sacrificed her education and career for her family more than once. I instantly liked her! (I and liking girls was nothing new, there was a time I could like a girl just crossing the road, but I have aged a bit over the years. Liking women doesn’t come that easy, moreover I don’t see that many women in my life anyways, such are  my stupid boy like troubles) In the midst of this, the cabbie threw in his business idea (Like Mr. great timing, pun intended !) and made some awkward one sided conversation. After trying to be polite, I had to cut him off and started again,climb ing back in my conversations with the pretty lady.

As we reached our destination, I asked the cabbie to stop around the corner at Khan Market. As I opened my wallet and asked the cabbie how much we owed him, she promptly threw in a crisp 500 Rs Bill at him, not giving me a chance to even share the fare. (A lady who insists on paying? – perhaps I have been reading too many memes on 9gag and Instagram).

We stepped out and walked a bit towards Perch. I had never been there (let alone with a lady) , so I propped out my phone and looked the place up on maps. It was barely 150 m away, I led her on and we finally entered the place. Typical staircase entry with yellow ambient lighting and Air conditioning on full blast!

Being the gentleman that I am thought to be, I let her in first. I followed her as she climbed up.   (Great view I thought! And then instantly felt ashamed for having such stupid thoughts) I looked away (What?! … yeah happens to the best of us man!). The first floor had a few tables, families, women with sharp noses and white hair made up most of the crowd. I asked them if they had seating on the upper floor (Which place in Khan Market doesn’t?) and they did (big surprise). Climbed up again (didn’t even glance at the *ahem view). The second floor had boys and girls ogling each other, (and the boys ogling every other lady in the room, like routine stuff). We got a corner seat uncomfortably close to another couple on our side, but they minded their own business as I did mine.

The waiter brought in the menu cards, the wine and coffee line up is to die for (said someone on Zomato). Well ,I wanted wine , I asked her what she wanted and she tossed in a story on how she had come last time with some ‘friends’ and had ordered some wine ( So interesting…yawn,yawn). She was more of a red wine person (In this freaking summer?!) and so a bottle of imported red wine it was.  We ordered some finger food to go with.

Our conversation was like water flowing in a spring. Pure, continuous and rich in content. We had hit it off just like that. Her sparkly eyes, her red lips, even skin tone, that nose ring and those dark curly hair enticed me just like everything too colorful and beautiful in nature does to attract prey.  And boy I was enticed alright.

A few glasses and fun conversation later, our bottle ran dry. We called in for a pitcher of their Sangria (Let it rain). The couple on our side made way for another, a slim lady with a burly man with a thick stubble stepped in. They had little to talk and looked here and there. They eavesdropped on us shamelessly and even looked at us a couple of times ( I couldn’t care less, I was engrossed with my date). We made jokes on the couple right next to us, we even discussed our fantasies and fetishes. While all this was going on, I touched her nose ring and held her hand.

We sat on the table holding hands. (How romantic …. and socially inappropriate). Finally our bladders spoke too (together in sync like literally). We walked to the washroom, I held her hand. They were occupied (As usual), I slid my hand around her waist as we waited for it to get vacant (We found love in a hopeless place, remember Rihanna?).  While latching the loo, I cut my finger at the latch, it was just too sharp. After peeing to my heart’s content, I washed my bloody hands and checked myself in the mirror (I looked a little pink but my hairline was still thin …. The alcohol was not working that well today… but I felt grossly content and confident).

I made my way back to the table and sucked in the remaining bit of sangria from my glass, pouring myself another before she came back (Women need longer…. They touch up their makeup, call friends, and get out their pepper spray?).

Finally she came back; we reached the bottom of that pitcher quite fast and called for the cheque. It was past midnight! And man was I buzzed!!

We fumbled our way down the 2 stories of stairs. Walked around the isolated market (What a buzz kill). I had my hand around her waist the whole time we walked (fumbled) around the market. Her waist felt soft and warm, it was one the nicest things I had held in a while. We had a warm congenial walk in the market (drunk men, drivers, shopkeepers, etc. staring at us) finally we hailed a cab.

The drive was quick; we discussed how fun the evening was (I think), and finally we got out near her house. She tactfully told me stay away from the main gate as the watchman had a roving eye (I was to find out why in the coming weeks). We bid each other a brief goodbye, no hugs, no kisses …. Just sparkly eyes (little bloodshot too) looking at each other. Man I wanted to kiss her so bad! How nice it would be kiss her and feel her lush red lips against mine! I wanted to swerve her to a side and plant a wet deep kiss to her (forgetting about the alcohol and garlic breath).

But it was not meant to be. I saw her off, she walked clumsily through the main gate and then on to her house (wherever it was).

I got in to my car and drove past the gate … leaving some dry leaves flying in a swirl.

With my hands cold, heart warm and head dizzy I reached home. I peeled out my shirt and pants, got in to my red polka dotted boxers and hit the bed. But sleep was not to come by so easy. I thought about how splendid the evening was and how we spent close to six freaking hours together! (I can’t usually stand people that long). Finally sleep hit me; I had  vivid wine fueled dreams and an unfading smile, running with some mild dehydration through me.

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Bloggers’ commentary  : The memoir by Krayon (alias, as provide) is a class A narrative. The description of his date  is poetic and his own self-bantering sparkles the humor like cherry on top of a cake. It may inspire many alike to wish for such classy dates in and around Delhi, and maybe pen it down for everybody’s vicarious experiences at-least.

How to write and submit : Send in your ready to publish draft – To : theoutofbusiness@gmail.com ,  CC : vishumishraa@gmail.com.

The write up should not be any more than 1500 words ( exceptions only in rare cases or if the quality and content demands it). Usually, a concise piece can be easily penned down within 1000-1200 words. There is a leeway of 300 words which shall only be used if needed. The only criteria of selection is that the piece should have reading value, devoid of any crass/too explicit narrative and needless to say, class A writing skills.

 

Regards,

VM

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Starry Starry Sky

starry sky-1

I

Like a garden of roses,
she blossoms in fancy.
Though silence & solitude,
it wilts her away..

Like angels of hush,
wind sings some metaphors.
Entwining our guts, in impossible to say..

Entangled so I , beneath the open sky.
Untraversed by darkness,
but these starry sights..

I yearn and I sigh.
Beneath starry starry sky.
Entangled yet I , in my metaphors..

I sigh and I try.
Beneath starry starry sky.
I burn till until , like a firefly..

II

You the sea –
be so vast and so paranoid!
& I tread through these guarding waves,
in moonlight..

Them curse like beamings.
world talk such seemings.
It conjures & consumes me..

Shall we assume & then be doomed.
shall be over our entwinings,
Before eternity and yet so soon…

Conspiring are its waves,
and the silver of moon.

Yet foolish so I,
with my hopes fluttering high.
& the slivers from my sail & the sinking sighs..

Yet untraversed by rage,
but starry sights..

I wither and I wry.
Beneath the starry starry sky.
I most but almost ,
with my anchor stuck at coast.
Now I curse the anvil, with a shallowing deny.

III

We fold and unfold, in our bubble of gold.
Caressing our fears and our feebleness..
We blossom with despite, in this starry starry night –

In that garden of rose,
I plucked , the purple in prose.
and Entwined our hearts,
in our mortal morose.

I yearn and I sigh,
Beneath starry starry sky.
Entwining our eloquence,
in immortals of metaphors..

I rhyme and I write,
Beneath starry sky tonight.
Untraversed by darkness..
But reaching & raging,
to our brightest starlight..

Vishu Mishra | Zoo-Poems | 16-08-2016

The comedy of egregious errors

Starry Starry Sky

E-book release, titled – ‘Beauty, Youth and A Beautiful Mind: An insight into the urban blights of our age.’

Letter of Invitation

Dear bloggers,

This invitation is for all avid readers, through social forums & your better words. So first & fore-mostly, i request you to share this post with others.

Though some of you may not read voraciously, but it may still serve you well in this passing season. Contemplation with this book, shall acquaint you better with the resolution zeitgeist in New Year.

The topic squarely discusses the gaps & stresses in urban milieu, in-dept & variously. The book is well suited for readers on – social essays, urban dystopia & non-fiction narratives (in genre- body, mind & spirit).

It is available at Various Amazon e-book stores including India, U.S.A, U.K. , France , Germany, Japan etc.

E-Book Store - Amazon INDIA

E-Book Store – Amazon INDIA

E-Book Store - Amazon U.S.A.

E-Book Store – Amazon U.S.A.

The e-book is available with  pre-order on amazon kindle.

The book is designed with simplicity & logical illustrations. It engages conspicuous observations from urban lifestyles. The price is nominated at minimum to engage maximum readers.The aim is to enhance mutual social vision with cogent arguments, which may provide a new fillip to necessary but niche debates.

All said, It will be released on 10th Jan,2016. Looking forward to your best engagement & review of my short publish.

Book details -Beauty, Youth & A beautiful Mind

Book details -Beauty, Youth & A beautiful Mind

Herewith, attaching –Book Cover, illustration, Print details, synopsis and Book At-glance (snippets) from the e-book hitherto due for release as dated. (available with pre-order ).

Book At-glance (Free PDF File) – Book At -glance – Beauty, Youth & A Beautiful Mind

Please do acknowledge & share it around with people.

Thanks & Regards

Sincerely,

Vishu Mishra

P.s. – 

Print Information

Format : Kindle Edition
Print Length : 53 pages.
Release date : 10th Jan, 2016
Language : English
ASIN : B019RYLRCE
Genre:- 1. Primary (Non-fiction): Body,Mind & Spirit.
                  2. Sub Genre : Social Essay.

You may also avail the below link to download for all the above mentioned attachments.

https://goo.gl/3Dt1Xz – Download  Here. Google short Link 

Here are the other pertinent google links to this E-book.You can pre-order from here. Click on the short-links underscored as below  –

  • Amazon.jp, Japan users can refer the amazon website with book details or author name : amazon.co.jp
An e-book on urban blights of our age.

An e-book on urban blights of our age.

Vishu Mishra
Book Author.

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Book Cover - Beauty, Youth & A Beautiful Mind

Book Cover – Beauty, Youth & A Beautiful Mind

Book Synopsis (Text ) – 

*Begin*

The world is getting stacked into urban set-ups. The revel of this human pinnacle comes along with some grave ignorance. Boons of technology have taken an untoward hack into our modern lives. Over- digitization of human activities, affects our natural inclinations & organic behaviors. The urban order suffers with challenges of natural & un-natural pollutants.

This book discusses such gaps & stresses of mega-cities, which have taken away our gifts of – beauty, youth & a beautiful mind. It is an insightful discussion on the growing urban blights of 21st century.

These issues range in – popular, sophisticated & niche problems of new societal order.  They are currently too advanced for entailment as a parliamentary debate or to be incorporated into world public policies. However, time is ripe to throw light on them with an astute reformist action.

There are undue stresses & gaps in our lifestyles, which need to be addressed sincerely. The overview of these changes within past few decades, can define our understanding of urban utopia. Evils of – digital news, virals-&-trends, commercial biases, must be tendered for sustenance of timeless human values. The book heeds & encourages this debate, to ensure an amicable human environment for our transient & future generations.

It is time to take expedient actions & avert this un-seen invasion. It is time to think, debate & act before our world gets digitally colonized.

*End of covering Letter*

Thank you for your time & perusal.

-&-Greetings for the day.

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Ebook illustration - The Sketch of Urban Mesh

E-book illustration – The Sketch of Urban Mesh

 

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MEME ART – #1 MISCELLANEOUS HUMOR

 

My Cussing Prelude Oh WOW! This page is nothing like those poop-skudoop posts, where u have to break your thumb and keep clicking NEXT! just to view that 1 photo per page.

All in one here. why??  because Its a creative blog {Angry face: blue-blistering-barnacles ,cuss of Captain Haddock}.

..and not some effing infomercial disguised as creativity LOL

 

I have tried humor with a bunch of topics. Let’s see if it makes you laugh a bit or encourages you to even share this among your friends with a  new ‘nudge-nudge, wink-wink ‘ fillip.

 

Just Ten  Memes to start with. Here we go-

 

 

#1 For all those stalkers , who never talk to you on chat-screens or even give heed to your presence on the internet. They just keep  around to stalk your DP’s,  cover photo’s , Selfies i.e. by either latching enviously  & hoping that you turn either fat and dull one day or keep their click-pads ready ,to save your pictures in their secret vaults. Here’s how you may take them ‘bulls by horn’. Go ahead and make this your DP for a day!

bomb

 

#2  Remember those LAN gaming days ! Enthused with endless hours of gaming. This is what could have actually happened to you if you din’t have a Monday to attend some work. This picture below is what happened to a boy in USA who kept playing for a month. It’s true, am not joking!

(nudge-nudge,wink-wink)

counter strike meme

 

#3 If we could actually turn so smart with smartphones and get globally competent with internet. If i were the PM,I would do a Harlem Shake ;the moment i could finish all other problems and focus singularly on digitalising my nation. But I can only ..Sigh! & Face-palm!

digital india

 

 

#4  Retrospective  or Retrograde? – By the end of 20th century everything shrunk. Even the stages of young life, childhood went missing on Internet Error #404 (not found )and boyhood was leaping strides into adulthood. It’s like an Iron quenched too fast too bad. If i could tell these kids everything about 90’s. It was childhood’s final stand against an invading 21st century!

 

Finding childhood

 

#5  You can always suffer with the delightful company of these friends! They will calorie count everything, keep IOS calorie counting applications ready in their mobiles. They will drink green tea like their life depends on it, refuse sweets like its poison, disown oily food & try to balance everything like  christian bale playing American Psycho.

Except! they will always keep sedentary lifestyles, keep up with weekend alcoholism & party glutton. They will never get up early to run or hit the gym regularly.By the end of  year! their energy balance sheet is in surplus & insolvent,their health knowledge database is still restricted to tips & magazine fads with commercially biased monologues and their new year resolution is back to square one. Hey! you still look the same.

Kermit The Snitch

 

 

#6 The Lollers – I just hate them. Those Mo-F#%^&R@. They LOL at everything,while texting and vocally as well! Tell them your best joke and you will never know if what you said is even funny! Aren’t they too laid back and full of themselves?

This Meme-way should be meted out to them,isn’t it?

lollers

 

 

#7 The Metabolic Beings – On one hand, i crave for things i just can’t eat because i get fat. Then there are  these people, who can eat just about everything in wholesome amount. They either make fun of me or crib about their falling weight. I rather doubt if they will ever gain!

 

metabolism

 

 

#8  The world is literally consuming the pathos in Africa and poverty of other nations. It has perverted so much that recently a new term was coined to flak all these self-congratulatory NGO enthusiasts . These critics asked them to stop making a ‘poverty Porn’ out of African culture and others.

These  people want to pose with them and show the world what they are upto. They start by stealing a barrel of their Nature’s juice  and payback through a tiny dripper. It will never suffice in that manner. So ,stop trying to help or Help but don’t show to the world that your trying! Let the smart african kid tell you- ‘In your face’

nobel

 

#9 The Dog Awwer Girl- This is to remind the Dog awwing girls on social network that the real dogs are laughing on them.The only way to find out is to find out!

Check out what the Hustling Husky has to say-

Pun Dog

 

#10 The Cat Connection – When the digital world shall be doomed  then cat videos will revive it. No matter what you do on social network or any mass broadcasting center. If you know this golden rule you can always bank on it ,  even in your most desperate times. When nothing sells, cat memes & cat videos Shall! Touche’

Million dollar question – If required, would a cat really care for you?

sad cat

 

Meme Art - #1 Miscellaneous Humor

Meme Art – #1 Miscellaneous Humor

 

Vishu Mishra

29-10-2015