Promy: Damn it, this ain’t that easy after all. How do these fucking people live by fucking all the time? It’s like food. They can’t miss a meal huh.
I better call Zalaila …my sexy angel. Come, my darling angel…I’m so lost! I no longer have the strength to be Me again. I want my meals too. Come! Come! Come!
Salma: You aren’t any different babe, so let’s not bitch about those who are fucking around all the time. And for God’s sake, no one’s a sex machine. I mean one can’t have sex all the time.
Promy: You should become a nun I swear. You’re a bloody robot with no feelings, no desires whatsoever. How do you live woman? Tell me are you even alive? Or you’re so dead already and you haven’t got a clue?
Salma: I think you’ve lost it completely. Me…a Nun…That cannot even happen in my nightmare. Tell me who doesn’t have carnal desires? The answer is …Only Liars. You know I like talking about sex. I enjoy flirting from time to time. I also like to have that sort of fun i.e. when someone is man enough for me. But I’m sorry I don’t have time for those typical morons.
Promy: They are all typical morons honey. Even the ones who are special… they are no less than morons. The truth is…every man is a moron and every woman a confused bitch. Anyway, may be I did go overboard myself. I was pushing myself way too hard to please that new chick I’ve met. I think I’m putting efforts in the wrong direction. But then I always end up doing this, because I fear I wouldn’t have anything later on.
Salma: Oh I’ve been through it myself five or six times. Or was it seven times? I lost count. Anyway, I always go for the wrong sort, but Promy I still don’t know who could be the right one. I don’t want any angel or a forty year old virgin.
Promy: I have forgotten a lot of things myself. I no longer care to remind myself of all that has happened. It brings me no joy!
Salma: You know this guy called me when I was young and stupid. Somehow, I could never get to talk to him. He had a very soft, gentle voice. I always have this yearning. I’d very much like to make love with him. Isn’t it strange that I don’t even know his name? And it has been so many years. Have you ever felt this way?
Promy: Salma honey I don’t really tell what I feel most of the times. I guess that too is a problem. But now that you have asked, no, I didn’t feel that way for a voice.
Salma: Well I was in love with one moron and I wanted to have sex with somebody else. When I think about it, it still gives me headaches.
Promy: Oh forget this crap, the world’s full of morons and bitches. No need for headaches. Sometimes, you don’t get the point till you see it more than once in your life. It may take a long time. Sometimes forever, but then just before it all ends, it’s in your head crystal clear.
I better call Zalaila …my sexy angel. Come, my darling angel…I’m so lost! I no longer have the strength to be Me again. I want my meals too. Come! Come! Come!
Salma: You aren’t any different babe, so let’s not bitch about those who are fucking around all the time. And for God’s sake, no one’s a sex machine. I mean one can’t have sex all the time.
Promy: You should become a nun I swear. You’re a bloody robot with no feelings, no desires whatsoever. How do you live woman? Tell me are you even alive? Or you’re so dead already and you haven’t got a clue?
Salma: I think you’ve lost it completely. Me…a Nun…That cannot even happen in my nightmare. Tell me who doesn’t have carnal desires? The answer is …Only Liars. You know I like talking about sex. I enjoy flirting from time to time. I also like to have that sort of fun i.e. when someone is man enough for me. But I’m sorry I don’t have time for those typical morons.
Promy: They are all typical morons honey. Even the ones who are special… they are no less than morons. The truth is…every man is a moron and every woman a confused bitch. Anyway, may be I did go overboard myself. I was pushing myself way too hard to please that new chick I’ve met. I think I’m putting efforts in the wrong direction. But then I always end up doing this, because I fear I wouldn’t have anything later on.
Salma: Oh I’ve been through it myself five or six times. Or was it seven times? I lost count. Anyway, I always go for the wrong sort, but Promy I still don’t know who could be the right one. I don’t want any angel or a forty year old virgin.
Promy: I have forgotten a lot of things myself. I no longer care to remind myself of all that has happened. It brings me no joy!
Salma: You know this guy called me when I was young and stupid. Somehow, I could never get to talk to him. He had a very soft, gentle voice. I always have this yearning. I’d very much like to make love with him. Isn’t it strange that I don’t even know his name? And it has been so many years. Have you ever felt this way?
Promy: Salma honey I don’t really tell what I feel most of the times. I guess that too is a problem. But now that you have asked, no, I didn’t feel that way for a voice.
Salma: Well I was in love with one moron and I wanted to have sex with somebody else. When I think about it, it still gives me headaches.
Promy: Oh forget this crap, the world’s full of morons and bitches. No need for headaches. Sometimes, you don’t get the point till you see it more than once in your life. It may take a long time. Sometimes forever, but then just before it all ends, it’s in your head crystal clear.
Nadira & Zaira
