I had been standing in the queue for more than 3 hours with almost no movement at all, I was getting too frustrated as all the other people around me, when we checked the guard told us that it will take at least 12 to 15 more hours for us to have the darshan of lord balaji.
It was too cramped and people were uneasy, it was quite hot too with no many fans around. I was in fact in a more uncomfortable place, there were pockets in-between where there was no ventilation and walls on all four sides, the time was around 5 pm, means we had to pass the entire night in that dingy place with sweat smell lingering around, god, when will I be able to see you. This was not only on my mind but all around me.
I had been to tirupati after my 10th results were out, I had prayed to him, if I got good marks I will come and visit lord balaji and that too in normal queue.
At 15 years, I looked very innocent and sweet, I was white and my skin was soft, infact people have complimented me that I was softer than females, I had thick and black eyelashes which made me more quite than macho, females liked me more and envied my eyelashes and softness. I was quite lean and my height was more than 5.5 at that time.
I was there alone with people crowded and almost close to each other, I was in no mood other than getting out of that place, for the past 3 hours I was there but had not noticed who were around me, but circumstances forced me and when I looked around, there were quite a lot and different kind of people, 3 children, 6 elderly people and 4 men around 35 years and 3 females. There was this lady who was carrying a child, the child was hardly 8 to 9 months year old and female looked like around 22.
She was a northy, she was fair and absolutely beautiful, she had big melons and had a perfect figure, she was weaving one of those bright pink saris which made her glow more, she was weaving a nose ring and a light pink lipstick. I saw all the people around, and when I saw her, our eyes met, with no meaning, she was carrying the child and was trying to change posture to ease the pain in her hand, I just smiled at her and offered help, she was more than happy and handed the child to me, while changing hands, I not only touched her hand but slightly brushed her boobs too, there was absolute electric shock in me, they were soft, I didn't give any meaning to that, at the same time enjoyed the feeling.
After half an hour or so, we started talking and I asked her name and from where she was etc and exchanged a lot of information, she name was dimple and she was from Delhi, she got married only one and quarter year ago and immediately after married she conceived and within one quarter year, there was this baby of 6 months old. She was explaining how things have changed from being a playful girl to a responsible mother within a short span etc, I asked her about her husband and she showed her finger towards a man who was away by almost 50 feet, he was looked good and was a perfect match to the girl, I complimented her about the pair and she thanked me.
The conversation continued and then she opened up, she said that the man looks very beautiful from outside, but doesn't have patience in anything, I told her that it's matter of time and things will change etc, one topic lead to other and she told me more boldly that after marriage sex was a important aspect and that man is bothered about himself and doesn't even know what a female wants and how she has to be handled etc., I pledged my innocence and told that I was a wrong person to comment on that as I am still young and know nothing of sex, she was a little surprised and asked if I had ever touched a girl and felt her, I said no ( I was lying), she said then I need to be taught of basic things in life, else my wife will also suffer, I said I will be too thankful but not in this place, she said, she will take care of that.
It was now almost 8 pm and the lights around were not enough to glow the place, and as were in a tunnel kind of place, it was much darker there. People around knowing that it's going to be morning to have darshan, few had slept and few were too tired to look around as to what was happening. She took the child back from me and opened the blouse as if to feed the child, she asked me to come closer, I was sitting beside her towards her right, the child's face was towards the left breast which was closer to me, she removed few buttons and put the pallu of her sari around her and asked me to touch her breasts from under her pallu, I put my hand carefully under her pallu and felt the most soft object in my life. It was too soft and silky, the nipple was almost Β½" long and there was milk oozing out of the nipple, I pressed the boobs slightly and had the milk drops in my hand, I took out my hand and tasted the milk, it was good.