A peal of insane laughter. “Gotcha! You and your dirty little secrets!”
Yes it was Shan’s neighbor, who having designated herself as his unofficial girlfriend had conveniently pocketed a set of his house keys.
She was looking at both of them right now with a wily smile plastered on her painted face, standing, no leaning against the studio door seeming at any moment ready to tip over and land on her face.
I need to get those keys back! Shaan thought.
Horse had her pinned to the ground in a jiffy and appeared to be wondering whether she would make decent breakfast material.
“Get this bloody monster off me!” She shrieked.
Shan ignored her. Horse needed to polish his aggression skills. Lately he had become too soft after being overly babied by Khanak.
“What in Hell are you doing here at this hour?! He demanded while reluctantly letting go of his dance partner. Kabab mein haddi had to drop in at this time! Just when I felt I was attaining a different plane with Khanak.
Yes, its finally here!
The cover of the brand new edition of my first novel–and I must say I simply love it! Thank you Eddie–you are amazing!
And the book will be out next week! More info soon!
So plan to get it! Here are some sample chapters to whet the appetite ;)
Part 2 is in the works.
This is not a movie or a TV show, this is real. Two young sisters were molested in broad daylight in Rohtak, a city in the Indian state of Haryana and they had to fight back alone while everybody watched in silence.
If this isn’t shameful what is? For us to have to fight for our dignity in the 21st century?
And this happens everyday. Women are abused and tormented not just by strangers, but by their own family- fathers, husbands, boyfriends, sons and they are expected to bear it quietly because it is their lot. They are the ‘weaker’ and ‘subservient’ species. They are treated as sexual toys and the act is celebrated as in ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ and the like– yes there are takers for such stuff but what about those women who don’t want to be used and abused? Who just want to be able to go to school, to travel alone, wear jeans and carry mobile phones? Who want to be treated as regular human beings?
Don’t they have rights too?
A small oasis of calm near the Bombay-Pune Expressway
18: Love is in the Air
Khanak turned just in time as a huge fur ball flew across the roof garden and hurtled itself on top of her nearly knocking her over.
“HORSE!” Khanak laughed struggling to maintain her balance as the overgrown pup placed his forepaws on her shoulders and proceeded to lick her face clean with a very wet tongue.
“Horse…I missed you.. and looks like you missed me too! How have you been?” She cried burying her face in the warm thick coat hugging the furry body which shook from side to side along with the happy tail.
Shan watched silently as girl and dog met like long lost friends even though they had been apart a bare couple of days. He made no attempt to curb his pet’s enthusiasm. She needed the distraction as well as the unconditional affection that she was willing to accept.
I don’t think she’s ready to accept mine..not yet.
“Hey Horse! Down boy!”He shouted when he saw Khanak bulldozed to the ground.
She convulsed with laughter holding a hand to her stomach when she saw Shan roll around on the flagstones floor wrestling with his Akita for control.
“That’s enough alright!” Shan yelled at the point of being overpowered..
“Phew! Bless my stars that he still recalls some of the training he’s been through.” He said getting up and embarrassedly running a hand through his hair.If he was trying to impress her by a demonstration of his machismo he had failed miserably.
But Khanak wasn’t paying him any attention, instead she was thinking aloud as she scratched the Akita’s throat. He had slunk away to her seeking consolation. “Only Horse loves me for me. He never wanted to know my name..nor was he curious about where I came from. He could care less if I was an escaped convict on the run from the law. He just decided that he likes me..that’s all. He didn’t judge me..nor did he publicly humiliate me. Then why..why does everyone else?” She cried out before bursting into tears.
“Oh my poor Khanak!” Shan rushed to her side. He pulled her into his arms, rocking her gently as she sobbed.