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Drabble 4 - this Disorder
It was funny how one could get this funny feeling inside your body just getting a glimpse of that particular person that your mind hated but is your heart's obsession.
He got that something kind of feeling every time she was near him was going to arrive next to him. Just like he had radar settled in his mind for her. Something like the mated werewolf's had in his little sisters romance novels. It was damn infuriating.
Another annoying thing about this particular disorder was that every time a male creature came in contact with her, his blood would boil as if he were kept on a frying pan or something. He would get frustrated, desperate and fully out of his element while she would laugh around with them talking as if his world had suddenly not exploded with air coming out of his ears. Later he would then commit the same mistake again which was to very impolitely buzz off that admirer of hers & then shout a gallon on her making himself the badman in front of her. It was damn annoyingly frustrating, he felt like an animal marking his territory.
Well he wished that he had an cure for this disorder that was right at this moment dominating his life as if he had no other work in life. He wished he could go away from her leaving her to flirt with all those boys trying to be men. He wished she would ho puff on the air, only so that he could live peacefully.
Not that it was going to go away. She wasn't going to go away cause how was a wife to go away from her husband in a puff. She was here to stay forever or that was how she would like it, not that she would ever say it. Her eyes said it when they sparkled at him, her behaviour said that when she did things for him. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
It was funny how one could get this funny feeling inside your body just getting a glimpse of that particular person that your mind hated but is your heart's obsession.
He got that something kind of feeling every time she was near him was going to arrive next to him. Just like he had radar settled in his mind for her. Something like the mated werewolf's had in his little sisters romance novels. It was damn infuriating.
Another annoying thing about this particular disorder was that every time a male creature came in contact with her, his blood would boil as if he were kept on a frying pan or something. He would get frustrated, desperate and fully out of his element while she would laugh around with them talking as if his world had suddenly not exploded with air coming out of his ears. Later he would then commit the same mistake again which was to very impolitely buzz off that admirer of hers & then shout a gallon on her making himself the badman in front of her. It was damn annoyingly frustrating, he felt like an animal marking his territory.
Well he wished that he had an cure for this disorder that was right at this moment dominating his life as if he had no other work in life. He wished he could go away from her leaving her to flirt with all those boys trying to be men. He wished she would ho puff on the air, only so that he could live peacefully.
Not that it was going to go away. She wasn't going to go away cause how was a wife to go away from her husband in a puff. She was here to stay forever or that was how she would like it, not that she would ever say it. Her eyes said it when they sparkled at him, her behaviour said that when she did things for him. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
Mr And Mrs Parshuram
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Seher Hone Ko Hai
