I remember, I was eighteen, Only saw him on my phone screen. He was just so prefect, Just pure, without any defects.
Cause my phone's gallery possessed his one thousand pictures, His eyes were of perfect colour, just like that of a liquor. For months we did talk, Feelings we did share. About each other, we started to care.
After a long time, He said, he wanna be mine. We planned to meet at my rented room, On the bed I spread roses red, and made them bloom, I did apply his favourite perfume.
Hugged him tight, I saw him for the first time, He hugged me too cause I knew, he wanted to be mine.. After sharing love, we wanted to share our bodies too, Baby, my love is original and not a copy.
I wash my legs so clean, Just so that he could get that perfect scene. I was ready to spoon, I was ready for the dick feast soon.
I still remember how attractively he touched me in every possible way, Whispering close to my ears, "baby, together we'll slay." The cold bed didn't pleased us, Strawberry or chocolate, we did discussed.
Slowly he undressed me, moving his fingers all over. Suddenly he stops above the lower abdomen and cross overs. He noticed my bulging belly, "Baby, you're fat and not just chubby."
He inspected my body, with his lustful eyes, Stretch marks on my body, to him they were a surprise. My dark skin tone, didn't please him, He hated me, cause I wasn't slim.
He left the place, I was lying there like a broken lace. He took me something lesser than a girl, Days were gone when he treated me like a pearl.
While it's true that I have been inspired and influenced by various people at various stages of my life, I had never had a guru in the conventional sense.
As I child, I was a movie buff and I enjoyed watching Hindi films. Of course I loved action and music, but more than anything else, it was the dialogue writer who would keep me glued to my seat. The Salim Khan-Javed Akhtar duo had had a great impact on me. Their dialogues shaped my Hindi-Urdu during my formative days. The influence is evident and I remain indebted to them for that. In songwriting, my greatest influence has always been the one and only Majrooh Sultanpuri. I loved to hum songs (mostly Hindi) but I was (and I still am) a pathetic singer. I always wanted to sing like Mohammed Rafi and Kishore Kumar - undoubtedly the greatest male playback singers of Hindi cinema. I would sit with their photos in front of me and try to sing(only when I was alone at home).
Cricket was my first love(now I don't warch or discuss cricket at all). I was a poor batsman, so I idolised fast bowlers. I could bowl reasonably, if not genuinely fast. In those days, Dennis Lillee, Jeff Thomson and Michael Holding were my heroes. They were right-arm fast bowlers and I am a southpaw, but I read their interviews and articles and tried to learn from them.
Come 1992 and I was bitten by the bug of long-distance running. I worked hard and became a marathoner. Who was my idol or guiding force? I had read about the late Abebe Bikila, an Ethiopian marathoner who won the Olympic gold at Rome despite running barefoot. I imitated him and ran a few marathon races without socks and shoes. My genes and my past imposed restrictions upon me that no amount of training could overcome. I failed to progress beyond a point, but Bikila's influence has remained.
I can't imagine a life without books. They have been my reliable and loyal companions and preceptors. Apart from our course books, biographies, novels, short stories, plays, poems and even newspapers teach us a lot. Life is the greatest teacher. In this case, the term "life" is comprehensive and all inclusive. It essentially means everything around us. Apart from people and incidents, there are many other living and non-living things in nature that teach us a thing or two. This includes seas, rivers, mountains, trees, animals, birds and even the smallest of insects.
While I have never been face to face with most of those who inspired, influenced and taught me, it's my duty to acknowledge their contribution. They are great preceptors though I may not have been an ideal pupil.