Friday, November 12, 2010

Life CCQA with a hot , sexy Engle

Life CCQA with a hot , sexy Engle
Part 1

I mind crashed ultimately. I will not say like the other Bengali people. Yes I felt that and that’s why said “yes” to my mother. She became happy like anything. This magic happened when I started counting the quails of my present horrible life through CCQA. Let me explain it .CCQA stands for C= Context, C=Concern, Q = Questions and A = Answer. A common consultancy practice which enables the professionals to understand the business problems. Just shit.

We also act like a conjurer of all questions. That day after getting drunk badly, I opened my door and it was totally black out. I just don’t know what happened to me after that. When I got my senses I was in a different place. I don’t know what should I call that place but off course it was not earth. I was naked and everything was white. You can call it white blindness. It was cold but the coolness of the weather was giving a pleasant feel in few parts of my ugly body. Suddenly a lady appeared, covered in black dress. Just like a Lebanese chick.

• “You are dead Chiru “
• “What the fuck??”
• “Yes, that’s the point. Life was a really fuck to you. We gave you a life and you screwed it up. So we have taken our offering back.”
That was first time I heard that my life is actually not my life. I could not continue the negotiation as somewhere I felt, she was correct. I toned my voice down.


• “But who are you? How come you ….” I lost my words. She was cool, calm and cold.
• “I am life Ghost. I decide who should die and when. ” I lost my words and was looking at her anxiously. She continued
• “So many chances I have given to you, you could not do anything. You know much resource problem you have created for me. You are just like a polite terrorist.”
I have created resource problem!!!! Can’t believe. I hardly had any friend; I never cheated anyone badly and except my mother never shout on anyone seriously. I shouted helplessly.
• “I am sure your machine has done some mistake. I am a very good guy, I never did anything wrong. Majorly.” I was moving towards here.


“Asshole, don’t cheat with me. I know your history and I can read your conscious mind. So , stop thinking about my nipple color .”
It was one of the bluntest slaps I had ever seen thought or heard.
• “Its brownie pink” She finished and started squinting on me. No doubt she was beautiful. It is rare to find such a cruel beauty in this bloody earth. I did not know how to react but focused on polite request.
• “No it can’t be . I never hurt anybody.”
• “No, you have not hurt but every night the horrible psycho sex that you dreamed with Katrina kaif, melt me.”
• “So, because I have dreamed to have sex with Katrina , you are giving me death”. I became desperate.

• “No asshole , I gave you a chance. I put you in Singapore red-light area with a frustrating project. Also I supplied so many girls when you went to those bars but all the time you put a god boy mask on your face and spoiled my all calculation.”
• “Fuck, so all those were pre-planed??”
• “Or what?? What do you think?? Girls are not that crazy that they will proactively offer blow job to “YOU”. You have screwed up everything. I don’t want to waste any more time on you. Lots of good looking virgins are there in Europe and I will focus on them.” She was about to go, my eyes blasted. I started crying loudly.


“Please don’t be so implacable. I did not understand “not fucking” those girls will cause my death. Please give me another chance I will plow them like a corn field.” I pressed her feet gently. She stopped and looked at my eyes.
• “What color of your eyes?”
• “They are blue”
• “You know Chiru when I picked you from a horny rapist country like India; I found your asses are very sensual, full.” My ears were habituated hear these type of words. Actually till now nobody has appreciated a single part of my body and suddenly one lady whom my subconscious mind was planning to fuck, is sounding loud about my sexual parts. I am sure my neurons must have felt confused that time.

“I can give you another one chance.”
• “Believe me, this time I will make them cry.”
• “Shut up. You will get them anymore”
I was scared. Is she planning make me a dog this time.
• “If you go there, I am sure you will repeat the same mistakes again. This time you have to make a presentation for me. ”
• “Fuck even for life and death I have to make a presentation???”
• “Yes , it will be a perfect CCQA. HOW CAN YOU CHANGE YOUR FUCKING LIFE?? Or I will chop your balls will serve to those prostitutes with extra chilly souse.“


Sunday, November 7, 2010

Pinky Pussy and the dating game

Pinky Pussy and the dating game

He asked me a very honest and innocent question and I felt that I have thought about my life in last 29 year rigorously. I work with data; these answers should be water clear to me. But they are not. Even when I came back and started thinking about all those strong points I felt Whose life I am dealing with. It is not mine. My logical mind can’t betray me like this! After coming to Singapore I have started feeling that I need to change something in my life because it is impossible for to stretch life for next one year. I know myself I will commit suicide to get a better life in the next incarnation. So, to prevent my future my suicide I thought to inject a new and beautiful thing in my life. That is girl, pussy, vagina, boobs – just depends on which country you are in and how they define that animal. No offense.
Fucking God loves me. Before I say anything he will understand the situation will create something which fucks your life enormously. This time also same thing happened. I got a mail.
Hi Guys and Gals..

Calling all Singles in town, come joins us a night where you
can meet many new friends with us.
If you are single looking for someone or just making new
friends, you are welcome to join us at Oosh Restaurant and Bar.
Please send us an email to XXXXXXXXXXX with
your name, age and your contact number.
for more information
Admission fee $10
Additional fee: Just pay for your own orders
I replied
hi ,

I am XXXX
Age 29
Life is really boring man . I am planning to commit suicide if I am
getting not any friend in next one month.

Next day morning I got a call that they are running a business which brings people together. Dating business. I met that guy also in the subsequent weekend. His value proposition was awesome. He is a professional dog trainer. He started his business in training dogs for the pet lovers. While doing that, his enthusiastic mind discovered a wonderful and surprising truth about the dog lovers. He found a huge portion of these pet lovers, use dog to kill their loneliness. He asked a question to himself “Why??” Answer was very easy to understand. Few people are too shy .
They can’t start a conversation with the others. They wait for the day when fate will come and nock their doors. When it does not happen, they land up in having a pet. I am jealous for those pets. They easily jump to a place where I always dream to be. Anyway, let’s continue the topic. For few people, some really real life bad experiences induce them to hate the opposite sex and they land up in having a pet. They are wonderful fucks, believe me. You just have to play in a tactical way. That guy started playing a bridge game. No emotion, no commitment. Just talk to other people. Just talk and say something that you can’t say to yourself.
He is doing a good business but when he asked me a simple question, my balls started behaving differently.
“So, what type of girls you like?”
I was stunned that I did not have the answer. I like the hair of amisha patel, I like the colour of Kate Winslet , I like the boobs of scarlet Janhansan , I like the eyes of Anna Hathway but he can’t create someone like that. And for me??? No, even God will not do that. I asked myself ," does it mean I am a gay ??" Suddenly, God echoed his words “No kid, you just have not seen a pinky pussy yet.”