21-01-2020, 08:09 PM
For a long time was talking about some abnormality in Meera's behaviour. Here it is. I had been disturbed by some aberration in characterization of Meera. When a woman truly in love of family and husband succumb to lust and adultery, her behaviour will be similar to what described by Prabhu at below.
Prabu knew how much she cared for Saravanan. He (Prabu) had awoken her hidden lust. They sharing the close sexual intimacy and the pleasures from each other had elicited a sort of caring for him but he was not fool enough to think that she had forsaken her husband and was fully in love with him now. After each bout of sexual pleasure with him there will be accompanying sorrow at what she had done. In the beginning even as she orgasmed tears would flow down her cheeks. As time went on the tears dried up but the sorrow always remained though it had been pushed further back in her mind. He knew that when she was with him, she forgot everything else for those times together. The glow of happiness would even last for a while after that but regret, guilt and unhappiness at her behaviour never failed to slowly affect her eventually. She would often say she wanted this adulterous relationship to cease but he was always able to persuade her to give herself to him once again. Not even once she would allow him to speak about Saravanan in any demeaning manner. He too had to show her that he was equally sorry that he was betraying Saravanan and it hurt him to do so. He knew if he ever talked bad about Saravanan Meera would immediately stop the affair.
Normally, the long her excitement exists, she will behave abnormally. However, once the excitement ceases after fulfilled sexual desire, she will be back to normal and will be filled with remorse. And definitely she can not sing love songs for lover.
Please see the following lines when Saravana discovers them in his bedroom and aftermath she was found singing a song in bathroom. This does not go well with the characterization of Meera.
He hips jerked a few times as her nails dug into the flesh of his buttocks. I knew they were reaching the peak of their pleasure. As his spasms subsided along with hers, he then lay on her motionless. There were sounds of kissing. I could hear the laughter of my wife. After a while Prabu left my house hurriedly through the back door. I waited till he left. I went to the back door and gently pushed it. It opened. Having to enter my own house like a thief made me ashamed. I could hear someone bathing in the attached bathroom of my room. Meera was bathing. She was singing an old Tamil song as she bathed.
“My dear woman who asked for water, has your thirst been quenched”
“I gave what my lover needed, has the desire diminished”
“There is plenty more but what was taken today is only a little bit”
“Sleeping today was for now and there is more in the future for both of us”
“My darling, you are an amazing treasure mine”
“The moon is shining, this is a opportune time”
“The cupids arrow is piercing the heart”
“Sleep refuses to come my love, is it right that you make me wait”
“The cooked rice is ready for consumption, should you let it cool”
I entered my bedroom. Even if I had not seen it with my own eyes the evidence in my bedroom made it crystal clear what had just happened. Meera’s sari, petticoat, blouse and bra was scattered on the floor. I looked at the bed, the bedsheet was crumpled. Similarly pink jasmine flowers were seen crumpled and scattered over the pillow and the bed. Then I saw that on the floor below the bed, a torn condom packet. It was so obvious to anyone to see. Just a while ago, he had mated with my fully naked wife. With stab wounds in my heart I went back to my shop.
I do agree, the present author is not responsible for this aberration. Except this, this story is an ideal example where the characters behaved naturally as they were created. We can always ignore minor deviations. I enjoyed psychological swinging.
Prabu knew how much she cared for Saravanan. He (Prabu) had awoken her hidden lust. They sharing the close sexual intimacy and the pleasures from each other had elicited a sort of caring for him but he was not fool enough to think that she had forsaken her husband and was fully in love with him now. After each bout of sexual pleasure with him there will be accompanying sorrow at what she had done. In the beginning even as she orgasmed tears would flow down her cheeks. As time went on the tears dried up but the sorrow always remained though it had been pushed further back in her mind. He knew that when she was with him, she forgot everything else for those times together. The glow of happiness would even last for a while after that but regret, guilt and unhappiness at her behaviour never failed to slowly affect her eventually. She would often say she wanted this adulterous relationship to cease but he was always able to persuade her to give herself to him once again. Not even once she would allow him to speak about Saravanan in any demeaning manner. He too had to show her that he was equally sorry that he was betraying Saravanan and it hurt him to do so. He knew if he ever talked bad about Saravanan Meera would immediately stop the affair.
Normally, the long her excitement exists, she will behave abnormally. However, once the excitement ceases after fulfilled sexual desire, she will be back to normal and will be filled with remorse. And definitely she can not sing love songs for lover.
Please see the following lines when Saravana discovers them in his bedroom and aftermath she was found singing a song in bathroom. This does not go well with the characterization of Meera.
He hips jerked a few times as her nails dug into the flesh of his buttocks. I knew they were reaching the peak of their pleasure. As his spasms subsided along with hers, he then lay on her motionless. There were sounds of kissing. I could hear the laughter of my wife. After a while Prabu left my house hurriedly through the back door. I waited till he left. I went to the back door and gently pushed it. It opened. Having to enter my own house like a thief made me ashamed. I could hear someone bathing in the attached bathroom of my room. Meera was bathing. She was singing an old Tamil song as she bathed.
“My dear woman who asked for water, has your thirst been quenched”
“I gave what my lover needed, has the desire diminished”
“There is plenty more but what was taken today is only a little bit”
“Sleeping today was for now and there is more in the future for both of us”
“My darling, you are an amazing treasure mine”
“The moon is shining, this is a opportune time”
“The cupids arrow is piercing the heart”
“Sleep refuses to come my love, is it right that you make me wait”
“The cooked rice is ready for consumption, should you let it cool”
I entered my bedroom. Even if I had not seen it with my own eyes the evidence in my bedroom made it crystal clear what had just happened. Meera’s sari, petticoat, blouse and bra was scattered on the floor. I looked at the bed, the bedsheet was crumpled. Similarly pink jasmine flowers were seen crumpled and scattered over the pillow and the bed. Then I saw that on the floor below the bed, a torn condom packet. It was so obvious to anyone to see. Just a while ago, he had mated with my fully naked wife. With stab wounds in my heart I went back to my shop.
I do agree, the present author is not responsible for this aberration. Except this, this story is an ideal example where the characters behaved naturally as they were created. We can always ignore minor deviations. I enjoyed psychological swinging.
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