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Bikini as a gift.


It was a beautiful morning. I was lying on beach, hugging the warmth of the sand against the cold wind. He came to me with a glass of wine in his hand.

Me: is it for me darling?

Him: no dear…

Me: (looking perplexed at him)what?

Him: go and pick your own glass..

Me: you are so unromantic..

Him: yes, that is why I am here for my second honeymoon..

Me: right?

Him: (laughs aloud)yes ms.right.

I got angry, went to my room. I found a gift on my bed. It was a surprise gift by my husband. Just couldn’t control my excitement. My hands were trembling when I tried to open the cover. I dropped the gift down in the process. Was almost in tears thinking, that it’s a breakable thing. Thank god it was not. It was bikini. That too red colour.

I could hear the footsteps of him coming closer and closer. I turned back to see him.

Him: I know you would like it.

Me: yes, it’s beautiful

Him: I am eager to see you in it..

Me: now?

Him: yes, let go for a swim in the sea..

Me: (still looking at him shocked)ok..

He undressed me. I wore the bikini. We walk down till the waves hand in hand. The water touched me. I froze in the coldness. He hugged me hard.

Him: you look great in this..

Me (smile at him, and gave a shy look): really?.

Just then, I heard my baby scream. oh my god. It was all a dream. I laughed at myself for the stupid dream I had. Me wearing bikini with all the stretch marks?.. Stupid me. I was discussing about bay watch to my friend and had a weird dream..

See here for the dream 1 story.

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Author:

I welcome you here! My blog is primarily a blank paper with chronicles of my everyday thoughts and happenings around me spilling like colours. It has various hues, bright, cheerful at times dark episodes of my life. I like to speak a lot and tell stories, but rarely find patient listeners. So, here I am venting out, everything crossing my mind. it is also a record book of my little Barbie’s antics and growth. It is just not about the baby ,but also helps me to keep track of fights and special moments with husband, in-laws and friends. I am an Architect by profession working for an Govt. organization.living away from husband because of job location. I love writing, painting, reading and cooking (occasionally).I like roaming around and window shopping. But, now unable to move even an inch outside, because of my daughter. I am originally from Andhrapradesh and have lived in Tamilnadu for 25 years and now back in Andhra. So you will find mix of words from both the languages and me trying to settle down in this new place. Thanks for stopping by. I would love to hear from you. Please email me at ashreyamom@gmail.com.

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