Please keep me posted at There was a time when I use to be a village boy, I had a cousin who is 2 years elder then me. Her name is Mira. We grew toget...er by playing and shared each and everything. When she had her first menstrual period our family members had to force me to stay away from her (I am not sure why till date, but there are some rituals to keep her away from normal people in those days in our culture). But our relation resumed normally after all the rituals were performed.The story. Incoherent images float in the peak of the mirrored pyramid which encloses her. She feels her consciousness dissolving into the fog ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The morning was bright, hot for the time of year, a lovely day. But still Serena was despondent, could not join in the feeling – not of happiness, more of relief – that enveloped the town. Yesterday’s battle had been brief, designed to salvage a little honour rather than to provide any real opposition to the invaders. Afterwards the city fathers. So help me practice and teach me.”I was literally in shock for a while, then she came near me and held my hands, which jolted me back to reality. Even though she was 9 years elder to me we were almost the same height and I looked straight into her eyes and saidMe – “I only know the theory, I am also weak on practical implications, just getting started you know!”Sarita – “No problem, you only said, ‘Practice makes a man perfect’.Then she kissed me on the lips. Oh God it was so soft and smooth. I. I was alone with this unknown guy. The time was almost 11pm. I asked him where your family. Do you stay alone in this house? He said no my family is in Bangalore. But I must say what a lovely house it was. Like a dream house. Almost every this was there over there. Then he told me to wait he will come back in a min. He went to his room. While he was in this room I was checking his house. He came back he had went to change his cloths. Now he was wearing a shirt and track.Then he asked me would u.