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Monday, July 11, 2016

A “Hair-Raising“ Romance

A HAIR RAISING ROMANCE
Short Fiction
A Love Story
By
VIKRAM KARVE 

This morning I saw a beautiful woman drying her luxuriant hair in her balcony.

As I admired this lovely sight – I remembered a love story I had written 10 years ago – in the year 2006.

So – let me delve into my creative writing archives and pull out this gentle romance which will bring a smile on your lips.


THE GIRL WITH LUXURIANT HAIR  A Love Story by Vikram Karve


Part 1 – THE NUBILE BEAUTY WITH GORGEOUS HAIR

I fell in love with her hair. 

Long, beautiful, copious, lustrous, her lush jet-black hair cascading majestically, adorning her fair and lovely body, almost down to her knees.

“Ooooooooh,” I sighed longingly, as I looked at her through the powerful binoculars, admiring her magnificent hair, feasting my eyes on her nubile body, thirstily drinking her in passionately, from head to toe, as she walked flamboyantly on Marine Drive.

I focussed, zoomed in on her face.

She was an exquisite beauty - tall, fair and freshly bathed, her luxuriant black hair flowing down her back, her sharp features accentuated by the morning sun, her nose slightly turned up, so slender and translucent, as though accustomed to smelling nothing but perfumes.

I could not take my eyes off her. 

I had never seen anyone so beautiful, so virginal, and so vulnerable.

“Uffffff,” I yearned insatiably, my eyes locked onto her, imbibing, relishing, yearning, craving, totally mesmerized, when suddenly I was rudely shaken out my glorious reverie by vigorous hands roughly trying to grab the binoculars from my eyes and Bobby’s voice shouting excitedly in my ear, “Hey, let me see! Let me see!”

“She is too good, yaar!” Bobby exclaimed, “and just look at her hair – it’s so lovely!”

“Hey, you shameless voyeurs – don’t ogle so blatantly – if they find out you will be up the gum-tree!”  Aditya laughed as he entered.

“She’s really amazing, yaar! Just look,” Bobby said handing the binoculars to Aditya.

“Which one?” Aditya asked, panning the horizon.

“The tall, fair beauty with the lovely long hair,” Bobby said, pointing in her direction.

“That hairy girl?” Aditya asked.

“Don’t say hairy girl’ – do you know what that means...? She is a nubile beauty with gorgeous hair...” I said.

“On yes – she is really a nubile beauty with gorgeous hair...” Bobby said.

“Oh Yes – she is really gorgeous – just look the way she is tossing her beautiful hair,” Aditya crooned with appreciation. 

Then Aditya paused for a moment  hesitating  looking a bit uncertain  and then he said, “I think I have seen her somewhere.”

“Where...?” Bobby and I – both of us – exclaimed in unison.

“Churchgate. I think she works in our Churchgate branch,” Aditya said tentatively.

“What...? She works in your bank...?” I exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes. I think so. I will find out tomorrow – I will try and wangle some work at the Churchgate branch and go there and have a look. She is certainly worth a try,” Aditya said mischievously.

“Hey Aditya – you keep your hands off her – the nubile beauty with gorgeous hair is strictly mine!” I warned.

“It’s that serious, is it?” Aditya ribbed.

“It’s the thunderbolt – Love at first sight!” Bobby laughed, “You should have seen the way he was lapping her up!”

“Then we will have to do something, isn’t it? An intro, maybe a date! Let’s see,” Aditya promised.


Part 2 – FIRST ROMANTIC DATE

Heads turned as we entered the restaurant. 

I felt the natural pride of possession that any man feels when he has the company of a woman that other men desire.

We sat down and talked. 

I found that she was easy to talk to. 

I experienced a strange feeling of elation. 

In these moods  there was so much to say – the words simply came tumbling out.

I told her everything about myself. 

She was a good listener. 

Time flew. 

I soon realized that she was looking at me with undisguised affection. 

There was a conspiratorial look in her expressive eyes; at once inviting and taunting, and she radiated an extraordinary magnetic allure that had me awestruck.

She knew that it was her gorgeous hair that was her piece de resistance, the quintessence of her persona, the key facet of her loveliness, her attractiveness, her exquisite beauty, her captivating aura; and she used it with enthralling effect.

She would let her silky fragrant hair fall on her face. 

Then in a most fascinating manner she would tantalizingly toss her hair back with a titivating flick of her hand, arching her eyebrows most sexily as she seductively preened her slender neck. 

I sat in front of her, mesmerized. 

I could not take my eyes off her. 

I had never seen anyone so beautiful, so irresistible, so appealing.

I was madly in love with her – her teasing eyes, her nubile body, her captivating persona  but most importantly  her gorgeous hair!


Part 3 – PROPOSAL

I was so confident she would say “Yes” that I had a diamond engagement ring ready in my pocket when I proposed to her, as we held hands, sitting by the sea on Marine Drive, viewing a romantic sunset.

She turned down my proposal in one word – she just said: “No”.

“Why?” I asked, devastated.

“Your hair,” she said, “look at your hair – you are already greying!”

“No – I am not greying,” I said firmly, “I am sure that I do not have even a single white hair!”

“Yes, you do,” she said, “go home and have a look in the mirror.”

And as she said this  maybe to drive home her point  she sensuously caressed her beautiful lush black hair with her lovely hands.

That night I did not look at myself in the mirror. 

I cried – I wept in my pillow  I was dismayed, wounded and shattered by the rejection. 

Next morning I carefully examined my hair in the mirror.

I found just one infinitesimal strand of grey hair  barely visible – but she had noticed that one small grey hair on my head – yes – her discerning eyes had noticed that mere hint of grey – which had spelt my doom.


Part 4 – LOVE AT SECOND SIGHT

Ten years later  I ran into the same beautiful woman with luxuriant hair in a shopping mall at Aundh in Pune. 

She looked chic.

Yes – she was the same nubile beauty with gorgeous hair.

It was as if 10 years had not passed – at least for her.

She smiled at me and I was struck by the thunderbolt of love once more.

As I looked at her  I felt that recognizable mingling of ineffable yearning and intense desire.

I realized that even after all these years  I was still desperately in love with her.

Her beauty had enhanced with age. 

And yes  it was still her exquisite gorgeous luxuriant hair that was her crowning glory. 

Even after so many years  her magnificent lush hair cascaded luxuriously down her sumptuous body  almost to her knees  and it was still as jet-black, lustrous and alluring as before.

And my own hair had turned almost totally grey! 

In fact – now  my hair was mostly white  with just a few black strands.

“You look lovely,” I said.

“Thanks. But you have …”

“Prematurely greyed...” I completed the sentence.

She caressed her beautiful dark hair, tossed it.

“Coffee?” I suggested.

“Okay. Let’s finish our shopping first – then we can meet in the coffee shop at the entrance.”

She was waiting for me in the coffee shop.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” I said, “Cappuccino...?”

“I have already ordered for both of us. Cappuccino and Black Forest Pastry – like we used to have in Mumbai,” she said.

“How come you are in Pune?” I asked.

“I changed my job,” she said, And what are you doing in Pune...?”

“I have been here in Pune for eight years now. I have a place in Aundh,” I said.

“Aundh? That’s great – I too live there – just settling in. Maybe you can give me a lift,” she said.

We dumped our shopping bags in the rear seat.

As I drove with her sitting beside me  I could not resist admiring her enchanting hair.

“Hey  I have to get off here,” she suddenly said.

“Here...?” I said slowing down the car  and steering the car left towards the footpath.

“That’s where I stay...” she said  pointing to a posh building.

She got out of the car  closed the front door  opened the rear door  picked up her shopping bag  gave me a smile and wave of thanks  turned around and walked away  her luxurious hair cascading around her shapely figure like a silky waterfall.


Part 5 – EPIPHANY

“What is this..?” my wife shouted from the kitchen.

“What...?” I asked.

“I sent you to buy coffee, tea, spices, grocery items – and look at the things you have brought...” my wife said.

“Stop nagging me – I have brought all the items exactly as per the list you gave me...” I said.

“Hair Dye – a pack of Black Hair Colour Gel – Hair Brush – You have bought a complete hair colouring kit…” my wife said.

“What are you saying...?” I said.

“Have you suddenly decided to colour your hair...? I thought you were against using hair dye – and now you have bought a complete hair colouring kit...” my wife said.

I rushed to the kitchen  and I saw my amused wife take out the contents of the shopping bag one by one. 

She had laid out the hair colouring kit on the table.

“Oh My God – she picked up the wrong bag.” I exclaimed.

She...? Who is this ‘SHE’...?” my wife asked arching her eyebrow.  

So I told my darling wife the whole story.

Yes – I told my wife the whole story – right from the beginning – from start to finish. 

Then  my wife and me  we had a good laugh.

“You must return her bag...” my wife said mischievously. 

“She lives in Aundh. I have seen the apartment block. It will be easy to find her place. Let’s go now...” I said.

“You want me to come with you...?” my wife asked, a bit surprised.

“Of course I want you to come – don’t you want to see the girl who dumped me because I had one small grey hair...?” I asked my wife.

My wife looked at me naughtily and said: “Oh Yes  I am dying to see your beautiful girlfriend with her magnificent lush “jet-black” hair. But you be careful – we dont want a rekindling of your hair-raising romance  or do we?”

VIKRAM KARVE
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1. This fiction short story is a spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
2. All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Revised Version of My Story HAIR RAISING ROMANCE written by me Vikram Karve in the year 2006 and Posted Online by me Vikram Karve  a number of times earlier in my Creative Writing Blogs at urls: http://creative.sulekha.com/hair_68180_blog  and  http://creative.sulekha.com/a-hair-raising-romance_78177_blog  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2012/05/girl-who-dumped-me-love-story.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2013/05/blog-fiction-story-no-42-love-at-second.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/05/the-beautiful-woman-with-luxuriant-hair.html  etc

Monday, March 14, 2016

TATTOO : Why Do People Have Tattoos...?

Recently – while surfing TV channels – I saw a show where people who had got botched-up Tattoos – or Tattoos which were embarrassing – these tattooed individuals were ready go under the Tattoo Gun for a second time to undo the damage and get their bad tattoos improved by Tattoo Cover-Up Artistes

This reminded me of an post I had written long back on TATTOO – in which I had asked the moot question:

Why Do People Have Tattoos...?

I have not got the answer to my question so far.

So – let me post my views on TATTOO once more – with the hope that someone will tell us why people have tattoos. 

TATTOO
Why Do People Get Themselves Inked...?
Musings
By
VIKRAM KARVE

Getting permanently “inked” seems to be getting increasingly popular day by day.

Some proudly display visible tattoos on exposed parts of their bodies  while some like to have secret tattoos in various private places of their bodies.

Some get names of their lovers inked on their bodies  maybe as a Public Display of Affection (PDA).

Some people like individuals who have a tattoo  some are indifferent  and some disapprove.

There are organisations that do not approve of tattoos.

A young man told me that he wanted to join the Army 
 but he could not do so since he had a Tattoo.

I was surprised.

I did not know that the Army does not allow individuals with Tattoos to join up. 

Traditionally 
 Tattoos were associated with Navy Sailors.

Merchant Seamen and Naval Sailors 
 who sailed across the high seas to distant lands  came back with exotic tattoos inked on their bodies as a testimony to their travels  and as a permanent memory of the ports they had visited.

So 
 the tradition of tattooing  or permanently inking your body  soon became associated with sailors  men who sailed the high seas to exotic destinations.

I do not know whether the Indian Navy permits officers and sailors to have tattoos 
– but – during my long service in the Navy – I did not see any Naval Officer or Sailor with tattoos – except innocuous childhood tattoos inked on forearms as a custom/tradition when they were children.

I do not have a Tattoo 
 nor did I see any of my shipmates get themselves inked with Tattoos on their bodies  but I have seen a few Merchant Navy Sailors with Tattoos.

Do the Indian Army and Air Force allow Tattoos?

I do not know.

Some employers may frown upon Tattoos.

So  if do not want your Tattoo to come in the way of a career opportunity – especially if you want to join the Armed Forces – you better think twice before you get your body permanently inked with a tattoo.

But 
– I once saw a stylish Army wife with an intricate tattoo inked on her body  at a most curious place.

I once read a story about a lovey-dovey celebrity couple who got each other’s names tattooed 
 permanently inked  on their bodies as an expression of mutual love.

A few years later 
 the lovers had a break up and separated.

Now 
 after they had a bitter break-up  the Tattoo of Love became a Symbol of Hate  and they wanted to get their tattoos removed  and in the laborious process they ended up damaging their skin with scars.

Tattoos are painful to get inked – so I really wonder why people are willing to undergo pain just to ink their skin.

I never felt the need to get a tattoo.

I have always wondered why so many people 
 especially celebrities  like to ink their bodies permanently with tattoos.

Let us try to answer the moot question 
 and – try to fathom the answer to mysterious question: Why Do People Have Tattoos...?


WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TATTOOS

Whenever I see a person with a Tattoo  I get intrigued.

Why do people have tattoos made on their body...?

Why do some beautiful persons stain and blemish their soft flawless skin...?

Why do they go through the expensive and painful process of inking...?

What is the reason people want to have a tattoo...? 

In order to understand this mystery  I decided to go into the basics of human behaviour.

Tell me: 

“Why do you behave in the way you do...?”

The answer is simple:

You behave in a certain way to satisfy your needs at that point of time.

In fact  all your behaviour is governed by your intrinsic motivation to satisfy your needs.

Yes  your needs influence your behaviour.


HUMAN BEHAVIOUR IN A NUTSHELL 

The process of human behavior can be summarized in four steps:

1. A need is aroused within you

2. You behave in a way to satisfy the need

3. The need is satisfied

4. You relax


So  what do you think are the “needs” that motivate a person to have a Tattoo...?

If you already have a tattoo – ask yourself:

What was the “needs” that motivated you to get a Tattoo...?

Or  if you intend to get a Tattoo  what is motivating you get your body inked...?


WHAT “NEED” MOTIVATED YOU TO HAVE A TATTOO

Do you have a tattoo?

Yes?

Do tell us:

What was the “need” you wanted to satisfy by having a Tattoo...?

Was it the need for Thrill and a sense of Adventure...?

Did you have a Tattoo to satisfy your need to seek Attention...?

Or  is your Tattoo your way of expressing your sense of Rebellion in order to satisfy your needs for freedom or self-expression...?

Did you have a Tattoo due to Peer Pressure – to satisfy your need to belong  or for Conformance  or identification with a group...?

Historically  Tattoos were used to brand Slaves – so maybe you wanted to be “branded” as someone’s “slave” – so you got that person’s name tattooed on your body.

Is that the reason you got your lover’s name tattooed on your body – to fulfill your need to show off your love – or to satisfy your need to be dominated...?

Did you want to display to the world that  you “belong” to your lover  and you are his “slave” – and vice versa...?

Is your Tattoo a Public Display of Affection (PDA)...?

What will happen if you break-up with your lover whose name is tattooed on your body...?

Someone once told me that people have secret tattoos in hidden places on the body which no one can see – like at the base of the spine on the lower back just above the derriere.

It is a mystery as to why people have such secret hidden Tattoos  but obviously they are satisfying some need.

Maybe  some individuals have a need for secrecy – or a need for sensuality – or a need for exclusivity.

Or  maybe some get Tattoos because they have an inferiority complex  and want to show off that they are “hep” and fashionable.


DO YOU REALLY WANT TO PERMANENTLY INK YOUR BODY WITH A TATTOO ?

They say that Tattoos are expensive, painful and permanent.

I also heard that Tattoo Removal is even more expensive and painful.

I read an article once that in many cases Tattoo Removal may be ineffective.

I do not know whether it is true  but someone told me that it is impossible to actually remove a tattoo – you can lighten it, nothing more

Or you can get a “cover up” artiste to “fix” your Tattoo and improve its appearance.

However – if you remove a permanent tattoo – you may never get back the flawless skin that you had before you got the tattoo done – and – ugly scars may remain.

If your skin is sensitive  it may get damaged or discoloured forever.

I am sure that before a person decides to have a Tattoo done on their body  they know all these implications.

But their “need” to have a Tattoo creates a desire is so strong and overpowering  that it motivates them to go ahead and satisfy their need by getting a Tattoo.

Like I said earlier  historically  Tattoos were used to brand Slaves and Animals.

If the owner’s name was tattooed on the slave or animal – the Tattoo signified Ownership – and maybe it is the same need for ownership which makes lovers tattoo each other’s names on their bodies. 

In ancient times  Tattoos were used as a mode of communication between spies.

Once upon a time  members of some Mafia used to wear Symbolic Tattoos to identify as members of a certain crime syndicate.

Seamen and Sailors came back with Tattoos  a tradition that would soon become associated with men of the sea.

But  all this happened in ancient times.

I wonder why so many people have Tattoos in this modern age.

If you have a tattoo  or intend getting a tattoo inked on your body – maybe you can answer this question  and tell us: “Why do you want to have a Tattoo...?”

VIKRAM KARVE
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1. These are my personal views. Whether to tattoo or not to have a tattoo is your prerogative, but do so with due diligence.
2. All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. All examples and tips are illustrative in nature. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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