Apology: I apologize to all the frequent readers of my blog(i hardly hope anyone actually does ) for delaying this much awaited write-up.
Note: As usual, this blog contains some disturbing elements, especially to the parental community.Reader discretion is recommended.If you are below 18 or above 25 please skip this blog.
...We three ran into a eternal silence, i could clearly hear the furious heart poundings of my friends.Soon the silence was broken as we entered a huge hall filled with marlboro puffs. The disco lighting blinded our already lust-blinded eyes. Now , wat the fcuk is this!!Splash!!! my feeling at that sight could be best described by the ruthless splashing of water on a piece of iron at white-hot temperature.i could see nothing except a few stalls with some shitty sex-business. ponro cd's and dvds, unusual and disgusting toys, tatooing...every possible thing that could upside down our expectations.Like a pheonix rising from ashes, my anger rose from the agony i was facing.I slowly realised that the 'gentleman' outside was closely feautred to one of my profs,Mr.Venugopal Pappuluri(name changed to hide the identity) and i felt like hanging him upside down and lower into a pool slithering snakes. My friend,pulled up a bit of composure and inquired in one of the stalls.To our suprise, we weren't cheated.There was a big door in a corner of the room leading to the main hall.I was so happy that i failed to realise that the 'gentleman' was notat all similar to my prof, he was a gentleman again[:)] . And then, the REAL thing.This is wat all our post-teenager eyes waited for so long. There were smaller compartments in this hall. We entered one of the compartments, American Table dance, hardly knowing anything about it.i couldnt believe my eyes, an adreline rush of......i donno wat it was but definitely something rushed back in my spine.Two naked babes, dancing with poles, as if tender creeper creeping along a wall and the shine on the dew condensing on it with the first light of the day.After some intial moments of excitement and thrill, it was growing mundane. Then we moved into the stripping section(sorry,my vocab is much influenced by chemical engg. that too at a wrong place..actually it was strip tease). There were few more of such compartments which i avoid mentioning.We moved from one to another, our excitement dropping exponentially.A hour passed on without our notice, then 2, 3 4.....mundane was turning into disgust.What the hell is going on here??!!!!!
First time in my life, i felt disgusted with myself..what was i doing?? my mind was totally blank.No sense of mine was supporting my act.every cell in my body was filled with extreme guilt.A guilt that developed out of the way we brought up, the culture we were nourished in and the philosophies of life we follow.I looked back...and was astonished by the thought of where i started 5 hours ago and where i ended at the end of it.I resolved at that moment that i wud kill the devil which sprouted and was growing up so rapidly in me. I couldnt find me myself in front of me in which case i wud have ruthlessly beheaded him(me).With a heavy heart and a deep regret, i moved out.The red-haired babe sitting right outside the entrance,in person, couldnt anymore excite me.I walked down the road into oblivion.My mind was hardly preapred to think of the way to my home.My legs couldnt bear the weight of my heavy heart and i sat down on a bench and soon after I perished into a deep slumber. Next morning,I was woke up by a passer-by and was back to life again.I felt as if i m just re-born after a tragic end of my previous life. I strode my way back to home happily pretending to forget my previous life.
And there ends my most memorable night in aachen.
PS: I thank the readers for patiently reading till the end(hopefully). I sincerely convey that i m not a budding erotic writer nor intend to be one but i wanted to share my learning experience in a truely sensible way.I thought this was a better way to advice my juniors to avoid the agony i ve been through.Thank u :)
