When I was eighteen, I was dating girls (to mom's zero knowledge, obviously!), and quite "naturally", ending up on the bed, with a few, as well!!!
Now, I had weird places of "hiding" the condoms!!!
Because, that was the only way I could keep my mom's hands, off them!!!
I was an avid painter back then, and I had an entire folder, stacked with copies, and sheets of sketches. I had slid the pack of "protection" amidst the "sketchy" crowd, and left for my tuitions!
As I returned,. mom gave me a pale look, full of shock, shame and surprise!!! Expressive eyes!!!
It was like, somebody had just told her that I was the mastermind behind the Mumbai blasts, and the assassination of Gandhi!!!
Naturally enough, I was quite much used by now, to such "lethally blank" expressions!!!
Minutes later, I knew, what was missing!!!
To be continued.....
Now, I had weird places of "hiding" the condoms!!!
Because, that was the only way I could keep my mom's hands, off them!!!
I was an avid painter back then, and I had an entire folder, stacked with copies, and sheets of sketches. I had slid the pack of "protection" amidst the "sketchy" crowd, and left for my tuitions!
As I returned,. mom gave me a pale look, full of shock, shame and surprise!!! Expressive eyes!!!
It was like, somebody had just told her that I was the mastermind behind the Mumbai blasts, and the assassination of Gandhi!!!
Naturally enough, I was quite much used by now, to such "lethally blank" expressions!!!
Minutes later, I knew, what was missing!!!
To be continued.....
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