The Shashwat Love

(Concluding part of the series The Shashwat Love, Continued from the previous part….)

Sumit was alseep. His senses got alert when he sensed the same familiar body odor around him. He was able to identify Shashwat even in his sleep. He could sense Shashwat to be in his close proximity. He realized it was no longer a dream when he felt the warmth of Shashwat’ body embracing him from his back. It was a skin to skin touch. He was already asleep wearing only underwear. He realized from Shashwat’s spooning to him that Shashwat had also taken off his vest.

Slowly the Shashwat’s gentle embracing turned into a passionate tight hug, still from his back. Sumit pretended to be asleep and did not react. It was altogether a different story that he was able to feel Shashwat’s hard-on rubbing against his ass cheeks. With this, Sumit also felt front of his underwear had starting getting wet with excitement.

Suddenly strong, muscular arms of Shashwat moved to explore front side of Sumit’s body while his warm breadth was making its presence strongly felt at his neck and ear lobe. Shashwat’s lips were moving around his neck, kissing here and there.

Shashwat had started making his grip stronger on Sumit. Not only through his hands, but also through his legs. Shashwat was covering him up from head to toes just like an anaconda gets its prey in its grip.

While Shashwat’s legs were playing with and exploring the super smooth, silky, hairless legs in its grip, his hands started moving up from belly area to the chest. Within a moment, his hands found round, heavy, spongy breasts and started squeezing it, and it was then Shashwat whispered in ears, “I love you “Sara’ ! “, and turned Sara towards himself.

Sara was no longer in the side pose now. Shashwat had taken the lead and got upon her. Shashwat’s one hand was holding the right boob sucking her nipple, while his other hand was now massaging her wet pussy, which was lubricated enough by this time showing her excitement level.

With wild sucking of nipples, Sara started moaning, and opened her eyes. She had big, beautiful eyes, and Shashwat’s mouth at her nipples, and his fingers inside her vagina had made it appear more seductive. She opened her eyes and noticed she was no longer in the hotel room. It was their bed room, and her love of life, her husband, Shashwat was readying himself to enter her. He was fully erect now.

After they enjoyed and satisfied each other in sexual intercourse, Shashwat slowly moved down next to Sara, holding her in his arms. Sara slowly moved her head on Shashwat’s chest and closed her eyes, embracing him in her arm.

While trying to get back to sleep, she closed her eyes and started thinking about “The Truth” ! Sometimes back, her truth was all different. Yes, it was also a truth as long as she lived the life of man, Sumit, who loved Shashwat truly and deeply. And now, this was also a truth, where she is Sara, and happily married to Shashwat. “What is the truth?”, she asked herself. There was no doubt, even for a fraction of a second, in her existence, or in the intensity of pain she felt as Sumit. Her happiness when she met Shashwat for the first time and her getting attracted to Shashwat were all real. The feelings for Shashwat when Sumit felt deeply attracted to him but could not find a way out to express his love for him, or his puzzled mind with lot of agony and frustration over his inability to get hold of his love of life, Shashwat, were all real. He had lived months of happiness, suffered with sorrows, and lived a full life in real in those few hours of being Sumit. When there was Sumit, Sara did not exist. But now when she is Sara, Sumit is as real as she just been there with him and knew him better than anyone else in this world. Was that true… or is this true?

What is the Truth? That’s a tough question to figure out. The dimensions, magnitude and definitions of time and space all got changed. She lived almost a full life, and prominent few months of a loving heart in just a couple of hours. She can still feel at this moment inside her the same feelings that Sumit lived in his life.

It appeared to her that both the lives have no absolute truth. All our truths are relative. Our space, time, definitions, our identity are all relative to some frame of reference. These are truth as long as we believe in them, and soon this truth changes when our definitions or frame of reference is changed. She had become an observer. She was not Sumit. She was no longer Sara either. She was the same pure bliss who was observing it all. The one who observed Sumit, and his feelings. His love and his agony, and now observing Sara. The stories changed, the characters were changed, but there was one Shashwat thing in both the stories. It was the love which was true. The love, which was true when she was Sumit. The same love was here when she is Sara. The same true, Shashwat (Eternal) Love for the person named Shashwat.

What’s it in the name? Be it “Shashwat”,..”Sumit”… or “Sara”! The only Shashwat (Eternal) thing, which remains true in all scopes of time and beyond… is the Love. The Love is the love. It is not dependent on sex, looks, gender or identity. The love that always remain unchanged.. and is beyond the physical things.. the body and names, is the Shashwat Love. It was not Shashwat that made her happy. It was this Shashwat Love that was the root cause of her happiness!

… and most of the times we don’t realize it!

[ This concludes the series – The Shashwat Love. Your inputs are welcome.]

76 thoughts on “The Shashwat Love

    1. Hey Swayam ! What makes you happy..? If it is the love, no one is at the loss at the end. Both are actually in love with each other since beginning, and at the end they found what they were looking for. Focus on “love” part.. the emotions.. not on their physical identity. That’s the core of the story. #TheLoveIsLove beyond the gender and sexual identities.

      BTW.. I had initially planned three different endings to this story-line, one of which would have surely matched your taste.. but it was getting so cheesy! And unfortunately, the life is not so cheesy in man to man love. I preferred the ending which still is close to reality. Second one was a bit interesting … and it was Thriller with mixture of Suspense elements.. a puzzled story..” a mystery to resolve” for my audience… but it required a great deal of work on my side.. so I had to leave it in my thoughts only.. (shortage of time did not allow me to do justice with it or write it down in my eDiary for last 3 weeks… if I would have started it on that ending, it would have never reached the end)….finally… after getting a lots and lots of complaints for leaving the stories half-baked .. I was under pressure to finish it now in this part. I concluded in short, concise way, and I think, I was able to convey the message in the last few paragraphs of it.

      I had originally thought of making all the three endings available to readers of my eDiary, and my readers would have been able to select one or the other depending upon their taste! But…then, I would have needed a helping hand to help me finish my stories on my eDiary.

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  1. sex is extension of love, sumit was physically attracted to shashwat first.. literally dying to have him..but what about shashwat…that is not clear…..the way you explain sexual tension is just amazing…i want to be part of sumit,secstasy…n shashwat ,s love making …plzzzz

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    1. Glad, you liked it and appreciated. Thanks for your kind words.
      Now coming back to story and your questions…
      You said.. “Sumit was physically attracted to Shashwat first”..

      Define “First“… and before you start digging down to find this first instance when Sumit felt physically attracted to Shashwat, define “Who Sumit was?

      Who was Sumit? Was it not the same person who happened to be Shashwat’s loving wife, “Sara”? Was Sumit not just a manifestation of same love and desires that Sara held for her husband Shashwat, (albeit, with a different identity). The point is still valid. Because… when we love, someone or something so dearly, it goes deep inside us, and travels far beyond the physical boundaries of name, shape or size. Love is essentially just Love. Feel it ! Do it! It becomes you and you become the Love itself, no matter what state of mind, or body you are in.


    2. Lol !

      Got your point of “Secstasy!”.

      It’s perfectly justified for an Indian Teen. But what I am unable to understand is why you have given so much importance to the word “Sex” in your mind? Finding someone and having sex is not a big deal now a days. And.. it is almost free of cost too, thanks to advancements in technology and mindset. It’s very trivial and insignificant thing. Don’t give it so much importance or it will start haunting you!

      The hardest part is to find The Shashwat Love!“.


    1. Asking just out of curiosity… and to be on safer side… what was your location in Delhi (which area/nearest milestone, if any) when you gave me this comment. You may like to send me a one to one message using “contact me” option from the menu.


        1. Reply to your other private comment:
          Although, it’s a good idea to subscribe and follow my eDiary by email so that you get the updates in your mailbox directly whenever there is a new post, and you do not have to keep refreshing it time and again, but I still recommend reading it from my eDiary online, instead of your mailbox.

          Reason being, the copy sent to mailbox is the first instance that goes live on public domain, where as I tend to do small corrections here and there, even after first publish. These edited versions reflect to online readers on my eDiary, but updates are never sent again to those who subscribed by email and just read the posts from mailbox.


    1. I have nothing to do with that buddy! I can only block someone within my eDiary pages to prevent any unwanted spamming or obscene comments, but can’t do anything on your email.

      I am not even aware of what your email address is.

      Try account recovery options provided by email service provider.


    1. If “Desi”, “DM”, “Friend”.. is not something befitting your taste, you may consider giving me a name of your like. Some people also address me by the name used in my Quora profile (link given in Q&A/FAQs section).


  2. infact only yesterday i saw ur replies… as thy went to spam…n i was thinking all those days…y u not replying…. lol


  3. To my @Radha-Madhav !
    My apologies for being a reason to hurt anyone’s sentiments. No, I didn’t intend to do it deliberately to you or anyone.

    I have replied to your email message on my Reply section. If you want, please read my thoughts on your message by visiting Desi’s Reply section.


  4. To my @Radha-Madhav !
    My apologies for being a reason to hurt anyone’s sentiments. No, I didn’t intend to do it deliberately to you or anyone.

    I have replied to your email message on my Reply section. If you want, please read my thoughts on your message by visiting Desi’s Reply section.

    this came to me mistake ,,instead of radha madhav


    1. Nevermind. I tried to put a fresh comment but it seems like it only takes replies from my side and does not allow to put comments on my own posts. The intended recipient would be able to read it, if he plans to visit here back! The message may be misplaced, but still serves the purpose. Thanks for informing me, btw ! I will think of alternatives next time onwards.

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    1. t’s nice to know more about you Swayam. I got all your messages revealing your name and location yesterday and today, and I hinted you about that too in one of my replies. I feel privileged that you could consider me worth it.

      Since the comments from a regular visitor gets auto-approved on WordPress (they have some inbuilt algorithm for that), all your comments get published directly without moderation. I had to take it out, (concerned with your privacy and discreteness), when I noticed that it contains your real name and your location details.

      That’s the very reason I had advised you yesterday to use Contact Me form instead of putting it as a comment when I asked your location. That won’t be published publicly.

      Regarding more and more of erotic stories… I am sorry, I can’t help in that. Believe it or not, I don’t have that creative writing skills as you might have presumed for me. Most of the incidents in this eDiary are more or less taken from real world. It might have a very insignificant twist or changes in some places (not necessary applicable to all posts, where these are put literally same way). So creating a scene out of my imagination …is a wild goose chase for me. Sorry to disappoint you here !


  5. Hi i m not saying that you create a story for the sake of titillation…but ur way of expressing is so so fluid so beautiful.. n thnx yaar keeping my things only to u.. as i told u..m ur mirror image.. moreover i m not very well versed with computers infact wn u advised me to contact . Thru contact me..i had to struggle to find it ..n nxt big question ws how to do.
    So thnx a lot buddy…


            1. lol…..m more concerned abt my plants…thy r burning under scorching sun…n i sweat like anything in summers…..bass nahate raho sara din….


              1. People use some sort of net to cover them partially in shade.. like the one used during constructions to make it more environment friendly. That green net (Sun Shade) is quite effective and gives a desired result .. and also it gives you a feel like a small green house!
                This “sun shade”, I googled, and found being sold in Amazon for approx. Rs.150/- . I am sure, it will be even cheaper in local markets.
                Hmm… body does self-maintenance… and conditioning to adjust itself to outer changes. You just need to support it. Drink plenty of fluids, especially like water and dairy products. Being a Punjabi, I recommend consuming fresh Dahi, Lassi over cold drinks, if it suits you. There is no harm in taking bath.. and it’s even enjoyable if you have someone to accompany you. 😛


  6. Thank God.. you didn’t !… in any ways.. except with your usual charm :P!
    How have you been? I worked extra hard this week.. to progress the next part of story..especially on your request! I througt you might be busy and would get some spare time by weekend.. so I tried to finish it before that… but hardly could add just one next post!


  7. hanji sahi bola… i use that net… but its torn due to dust storm…every year i buy new every year it reduced to shreds due storms.moreover due dry air… leaves strt burning where ever u keep them…..
    baki kinni lassi piyan…o pee pee k vi dimag di dahi ho gyi…lol…….
    There is no harm in taking bath.. and it’s even enjoyable if you have someone to accompany you. 😛


    1. Rs.150/- an year is not too much to think of, I guess. Besides, if you can manage, you can repair it yourself, a little here and there, if it is not too much torned out!
      Yaara !… pyaas hai.. to bujhaani v padegi. Why not serve them frequently instead of pouring all the water intake in one go? I don’t know how have you your plantations done.. (would love to see it in pics though), but mostly people do it in portable pots. That’s easy to handle and manage. Obviously, just like we humans, paudhe v jyada khuraak mangte hain paani ki…
      Ghazal to suni hi hogi… “Mehngi huee sharaab!… thodi thodi piya karo”
      subeh shaam …thoda thoda paani diya karo… thanda paani… tanki ka garam pani nahi! (From alternate storage like a tank or bucket kept inside room at room temperature). Thodi der shaam ko muskraa ke ….pal do pal.. pyaar ki baatein kiya karo.. dekho kaise tumhaari awaaz pe fidaa ho ke muskraane lagenge 😀


  8. i love plants….. subzi vabzi nhi….love cladiums..plumeria…alegoma..bougenvilas…adeniums
    …aur b dher… par jageh kaha… sari delhi m chuho ne utpat macha rakha…so pots m lagye… kal hi 10 bougenvila aaye WBc fb se mangayeaane mein itne din lag gye… sab toot gye..

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      1. Seriously, I would love to see … at least in pics.. please do share with me some pictures of your nursery! You may upload to any site.. google photos or insta and share the link with me here! I am not even aware of these botanical names.. probably I need to visit Botancial garden to learn about these.. if they have any desi (indian) name, please let me know.. btw.. hearing all these sophisticated english names… I don’t think.. you might have any interest in desi things.


    1. WordPress does not allow file upload. You may upload to any google account. Google provides the Google Photos, and can share the link here with me. Likewise, there are plenty of options, Instagram, Flickr, etc. where you may showcase and share your pics by sharing the links to album.


    1. Kahaa thaa naa… padh likh lo thodaa.. kaam aayega !
      bade buzurgon ka kehna to kabhi maan na hi nahi hota laat saab ne!
      Is your email address that you are filling in to reply my comments working? I will share it there. But please don’t disclose it to anyone.


  9. even i will tell u something…as i feel, u shud know…… n i dunno how u gonna react…. m not that young ..u mite b thinking…..dont worry ,,if u dont want to talk to me aftr that..perfectly fine..i can understand … but still i feel .. u shud b knowing the truth…


        1. If it is boring…there are two ways…, which may help you improve it.
          1. Get Involved.
          2. Bring a Change

          Get involved with a cause.. anything that appeals your mind … your soul.. and may help the society. Spend your time for a cause, be it preservation of natural resources and nature itself, the greenery.. the water, etc. or any other thing that you might have noticed, may need improvement. Bring yourself out …beyond just the limited scope of “I, me, my”, spread your efforts to benefit other around you, the society you live in.. and the nation, if possible ! Make it your passion.. take it seriously… you will find once again that you have very less time and a lot of things that need to be done…

          2. Bring a change : in your daily routine.. your likes.. your dislikes.. etc. It happens that we are mostly stuck in our comfort zone. We hardly want to step out of it and are little resistant towards any kind of changes good or bad. Let’s be open to good changes.. and before that … open to any kind of change …starting with making our mind a bit flexible to adapt and welcome the changes!


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