The most desired lady speaks out

[b555]

Author :- Satadru Roy October 18th, 2010 These are not my words, rather these are what the most desired lady speaks out about 2nd April 2011. They say Kareena Kapoor and Saif Ali Khan are blushing most these days. I beg to differ. Even I'm wearing an ear-to-ear grin that makes me look silly. Though I'm not the flirting types, I am really fed up with these Australians. This time atleast I really, really want to be kissed by men of different nationality. These Australians were once great, but they are no more now. The table has turned, and it has turned big, this time. There are a billion people wanting me. They have desired me for so long. They were waiting patiently for 28 years. I think it's time, that I get beheld by them. I won't stand outside their rooms. They will be desperate to pick me up. And I'm thrilled by the thought. My shining curves are waiting for the moment. My elder sisters got happily married to the Carribeans, Australians and people from the Sub-continent too. I have heard those Carribeans were wonderful. They had the aura of invincibility around them, while being funny too with a splendid sense of humour that can sweep you off your feet. They might have looked like gigantic masters outside, yet they possessed a carefree, nonchalant softer side that could seduce a many. The British on the other hand were always too sophisticated and just too regular for providing any spice as such. Naturally fascinated by the previous ones, my 3rd sister too wanted a Caribbean master. After all they were hunks - ideal Tall, Dark and Handsome. However, things took some unexpected turns, as she ended up marrying the Indians. From what I have heard, she still remains the happiest of them all. The Indians' love and passion were unprecedented. They adored her like an incantation to a deity. These Indians are very strange people. They are not the best of hunks as the Aussies or the Pommies or the Caribbeans. They are talented and courageous, but what strikes me the most is their mysterious ability to pull off the strangest of the feats. My 4th and 5th sisters had a huge crush for some Pommies. They had the feeling that the meticulous Brits will handle them with arduous respect and treat them with utmost care, delicately. However, things never reached that stage. I know many powerful men positioned in high ranks who leave no stones unturned while making a special appearances to reach us. Sometimes they have ‘that thing' in the cupboard. But what's the big deal? We have managed a shelf life almost all the time. People gaze at us in awe. We can see lust in their eyes: Their need to own us, touch us, and hold us is palpable. Beauty is in our genes. We needn't bare all like those Lingerie models to attract attention (it's a different story that I never wear clothes!). I'm somewhat happy that for me atleast I am already in the country where my beloved lives. He is not a Tall, Dark, Handsome man. On the contrary he is quite opposite. He is gentle, he is kind, he is brilliant, he is smart, he is unbelievably committed and he is a heart-throb to too many. All the more reason for me to take a second look. He has tried to grab us so many times. I have seen it. I have seen it in his eyes, that untamed hunger, that undying passion. I have heard from my sisters, as they have watched him grow to be the best in the world. Yet, he could not win any of us sisters so far. In 1992, he was only a kid who locked horns with the Goliaths. In 1996, he acted as Atlas as he threatened to win single-handed, without any significant help from his fellows. In 1999 he overcame a personal grief and tried to grab us again. In 2003, he launched a savage attack on the competitors and was in touching distance of my 8th sister. Perhaps he was not destined to be with us then. Physically he got injured, but held his spirit high. He was insulted and forced to be a candidate, rather than the suitor, on which I could see him visibly hurt. From the ignominy of 2007, he rose like a phoenix and shone like never before to return as the best. I always wanted to be with him, as was my sisters (they thought about him as the most deserving, but he was in bad company). I fell in love, the moment I saw him. I am not allowed to remarry, so my wishes are unending. I want to be with the best, the most deserving, the most committed and the most loving. I have seen him getting older and wiser. I wish, he gets what it takes to reach me for the final time, and make me his forever. I am fed up with the professionals. More so, with the pretenders. So, I will rather kill my soul before any of those get to touch me. When I'm touched by dirty people (Cricket politicians) and not experts, I feel degraded. Yes, my size is 36 (cm in height) and I am made of plated Gold. I am the coveted Cricket World Cup Trophy, waiting to go in the hands of the deserving on 2nd April 2011 in Mumbai. All the while I wish, that my beloved Sachin gets to hold me forever. His country has asked him to do so, all the Cricket experts have predicted him to do so, his team-mates have expected him to do so, and I really desire him to do so. And I am sure Sachin knows how to treat a lady, particularly when the lady is the one he loves so dearly. J

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[b555]

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[Sachinism]

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[Sid]

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[Sid]

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