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My mom beautiful an
Hastini,mature and 54 years old was the dream of most of my friends. She
would remind you of the Tamil actress Nalini. Though no one said
anything in public or in my presence I knew their minds. I was 17 years
old and was a kindergarten of raging hormones so were all my class
mates. Ajay my classmate was from a financially backward family and his
parents worked in the fields to support their family as well as his
studies .He was bright and had good marks in all the exams and he was an
example all parents told their children to follow. But he was dark and
not at all good to look at,crooked teeth and his never washed hair made
him stand out everywhere. Meanwhile we were Brahmin's from a well to do
family and my father was a priest in the local temple. My mom was a
typical Brahmin housewife always clean,jasmine on her head, plump,
voluptuous and beautiful. After giving birth to 4 sons she still was
fbeauty to reconcile with. Fair,Tick ruby lips,massive breasts,bangles
in both hands,Diamond studs on her ears a nose ring to match. She always
liked to put vermilion on her forehead and visited the temple every day. I knew boys were ogling at her every where but did not expect Ajay to be one of them as he was a timid boy from a poor back ground. But that was not to be. He was also not close to me and had not come to my house either. So there was no chance of him to be in contact with my mom either. One day I went to the banks of the river near my village and happened to notice a deserted old building there. I had seen the building from a distance but never been near it. That day I nothing to do so I decided to scout. The building structure had two floors and the steps to the second was through the outside. As I reached the entrance of the building I could smell the stale air there was moss every where and creepers. As I was scared of snaked and all types of crawlers I decided to climb to the second floor through the outside stairs .I went up there and the view was breathtaking. I could see the other side of the river bank women washing clothes and bathing cattle drinking water and all the sites a village can offer. I noticed that toward the west side there was room that had no roof and decided to see what was there. The climb was precarious and I peeked down and I found Vijay,s cycle kept on its stand. The cycle was known to all in the school as it had a bright Nike sticker struck to its chain cover.
One day I went to the banks of the river near my
village and happened to notice a deserted old building there. I had seen
the building from a distance but never been near it. That day I nothing
to do so I decided to scout. The building structure had two floors and
the steps to the second was through the outside. As I reached the
entrance of the building I could smell the stale air there was moss
every where and creepers. As I was scared of snaked and all types of
crawlers I decided to climb to the second floor through the outside
stairs .I went up there and the view was breathtaking. I could see the
other side of the river bank women washing clothes and bathing cattle
drinking water and all the sites a village can offer.
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