I call this blog a Scrambled Erratum! The description goes like this - "Aggregate of individuals
are left in confused state as even the smallest subatomic matter in their respective brains make
them scratch their heads by self or mechanical/electronic means, intentionally/unintentionally
deviating from what is correct, right or true."


It was a cold morning and the body required a light sweater. I peeped out of the window with the steaming cup of tea in my hand. I felt the selective transformation of cold breeze into the mystery laden mist. I had pretty dull vision of something which was fair, structured, and curvy at the window of the next door. The room was glowing with the light of a candle. The clothes of a girl were waving in the volatile breeze. I thought of communicating with that girl specie in the next door by waving my hand but, unfortunately a man suddenly unplugged the candle light... the bright white clothes of that girl was still partially visible. I sighed!

Then I gave up the silly look-over job. The following morning I saw the same, but the girl elicited little reaction. I was trying to be a vegetarian until a good-natured smile was witnessed by me in the lights of candle. I was unable to stay in a single position; I was in metastable state so as the light.

The next day, bright-eyed elderly man with great shocks of white hair left the next door; which created a chromatographic affinity towards the girl next door. My heart was pounding, hands started shaking, and legs trembled but managed myself to get into the next compound. It was a short-sleeved midday, the situation was brightly setup and the door was half closed.

After a small research I managed to gather the facts- historical, social, biological and climatic that will give you a feel of authenticity.

[BTW I was trying to make a new friend that’s all]

I unzipped the partially unzipped door and advanced inside in spite of the silence laden house. I heard a whisper which gave me a shining promise of making a new friend. I saw an element lying down in the hall and it was the bright white dupatta I happened to witness the day before. I smelled the scent of auspiciousness in the house :p. I moved over and saw the tops lying down in an unearthly fashion and the things were juggled. Suddenly I heard a sound... and it was coming right from the other room but, I know that it was made by a lizard which required a serious spray of black HIT!! Then I looked around the room and saw.... saw... SAW the girls pant. I thought it was really auspicious :p. The situation made me highly piquant, I advanced into the next bedroom and what I found was definitely not that girl instead her bra, my eyebrows raised high and knocked the partially opened bathroom door, I heard the sound of water flowing... I thought somebody was in there so called MAM (I was expecting someone to reply for that.) then.. SIR (seriously I didn’t expect anyone to reply for that) but nobody replied. Opened the door slowly and witnessed some 12 panties lying down ( I seriously counted them without any direct contact). There was another entrance through the bathroom, so I again the knocked and continued the process and yelling of Sir’s and Mam’s. I slowly opened the door (here slowly means the fastest way in which I can ever open the door :d) and what I SAAAAAW was a curvy, sexy, gorgeous or one of the sexiest siren I have ever witnessed in my lifetime. And... ... ... ... ... she was a model ... A female wax/plastic model. Gosh!! This was the one which I happened to see in those freezing early mornings; I presumed by witnessing the pulchritudinous features of that girl...err...wax toy... I was deserted the very moment... Suddenly I heard a voice... The man came back and asked...

MAN: What are you doing here? You belong to next door naa?

Me: I was looking for some girl...errs... (I stammered) I was trying to make new friends...

MAN: That’s great... me??

Me: Oh my god!! Definitely not you sir... (I started leaving his house in great hurry) but I still heard some sweet girl’s voice. I turned around and asked him in a terrible tone... do you have a girl in here?

MAN: What? I’m not of that kind...

Me: I saw a HOTT!! Real sexy girl at the next window... words from my mouth sputtered and coughed... I kept my eyes wide opened... and left the place...

[To my home :p]...

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Anonymous rajath said...

u r desperate for some 362436 to come and be ur neighbour!! nothin else!!

kavala padadha... u ll get one attu figure who will defy all that u hv mentioned...

and u ll write one more article abt that experience too!!!

12:01 AM, December 30, 2007  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...


dei u r the desperate one..about 1)appy, 2)subramaniyanagar, 3)akila, 4)lavu etc etc... and u r so insane that you are correcting appy's grandparents, her mother, father, great grandfather etc etc relations but not her... If I'm desperate about my neighbour however attu/gorgeous she might be... someone else will kill me for sure....

12:02 PM, December 30, 2007  
Blogger Just Walter said...

Hi! Greetings from Italy!

2:26 AM, January 14, 2008  
Blogger Ganesh Prabhu said...

I didn't find this post interesting because you already told me about this post and the twist in the climax when we were talking over the phone the other day. Either your blog or you or both have a strong affinity towards women! Who the hell is that just walter guy? He has posted the most absurd comment ever to a blog post.

3:25 AM, January 16, 2008  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...

@just walter

Hey Hi! thanks for dropping by... greetings accepted...


I think you enjoyed the story while we were talking... I think there is no harm if the bondage/affinity really exist...[:d]

1:29 PM, January 16, 2008  
Blogger Me said...

Hahaha!! Well written experience!

11:59 AM, January 19, 2008  

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