‘You are just like the rest of them…an epitome of heroic stupidity, pretentious courage, and irrationality. You think you are enough when everything within you is incomplete. For worse, I smell hollowness of death inside you. Perfect place for me to settle in. Lack of confidence and self-love. You drip of guilt, pity, and regrets, Swamy. And it ain’t good. When your arrogant grandma, Queen Sugata was on her losing her soul in my arms, she “cursed” me that my death would be so humiliating that I would wish I have never been born. Perhaps, she hadn’t seen you coming.’ Said Desis in manipulative humility, shattering the girl’s heart.
‘Anyways, her body was so delicious. Soft and curvy. I couldn’t stop playing with her. No wonder, Sanuali kissed the soil under her feet. No woman had eve
