Twisted Infidelity

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Sometimes it's just awkward as life happens to you. One moment you are enchanted to spend the rest of life with this one perfect person, through thick and thin. And yet, there's someone whose mention tingles the dormant neutrons to bounce back. This mysterious person is the unwelcome, yet secretly desired being when nothing else tingles. I would address this person as O. 

In this electronically ringed world, his midnight messages are just what one needs to be disturbed with. Otherwisely interfered with gloom news and torturous tales of people, O is the vent to fresh life of joy and liberty. Her/His presence assures of a better world. Her/His words compensates for the rudeness around. Her/His touch evokes the pleasure forbidden on mundane plane. O is the elixir mankind has been seeking since ages. 

It would be just a plain lie to say that someone exists without an O in her/his life. We know what we have signed up for. We know there's no get away from that. There's no exit gate. The only luxury available is the unattainable O. If we were allowed to collect Os, trust me, we will end up with just one O each. Simply because O is the orgasm to soul. O is the one with whom we cheat despite being at leisure or busy, being loyal or dishonest. O is the Rolls Royce; a tiny percentage of the population has it, rest are happy to have a sight of it even. O is not affordable, not attainable, not extinguishable. That fruit forbidden in Edens garden, my friend, is O. 

Life comes with its own baggage. O is the push back seat you wish while you travel through life's journey. I say, as long as you are endeavoured with this luxury, stay open to O. You got your blessings counted; never even bunk on O. If everything has turned purple, and you are left with thrones bouquets of roses, O is the person that calms your mind and electrifies your nerves in places you didn't know they exist. Not always there's a cushion to ease your fall on hard ground, but there's always an O. 

And just with this one person infidelity seems as a bliss. 

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