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August 23, 2010

Roll-House Whore

There's this amazing roll-joint(no pun intended) in the gap between the Olypub and the Karnani Mansion(which according to Lijo, is a whore-house). That day, while buying rolls from that shop, Rohan,Shahana and I made jokes about us purchasing 'Whore-house Rolls'. That tussled and turned, inspired me to write a Bob-Dylan-esque piece about the 'Roll-House Whore'.

I started writing, but stopped midway, and never continued thereafter.Since I do not want my three paragraphs to get sucked into obscurity, I am posting it as a post.

Standing by the neon sign, as sedans and mercs pass by,
She unwraps her shawl, and shows some more.
Expecting the gaze of rich men, her smile conceals her sigh
This is just another night, for the roll-house whore.

Multi-chromes reflect off the leather bra, and hence light up
Her brown hair, the kohl-lined eyes, the core
Of her temple, sanctity remains, some car-door opens up
She walks in smooth, with not-much grace, the roll-house whore.

“Let’s just have sex, Conversations spoil my image”, said he
Oh, Matthew Chester of films, she realized he was
Buttons torn out, trousers removed, animal-orgasm, “What a baby!”
And then, cigarettes go up in smoke, fundamental laws.

3 comments:

atindriyo said...

look, look, master!

Shahana said...

I had no idea you'd turn such a throwaway comment like a 'Whorehouse Roll' into this.
Really good Ritwik.
Really, really good.
:)

Rohan said...

Amazing !! This is really good !!