Αφροδιτη & Αρης!

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Sprung from the aphros of the sea, Aphrodite, the goddess of love, beauty, seduction, pleasure and procreation,  felt bored that day……… She took a bite from the half eaten golden apple, glanced at her gorgeous naked self in the mirror, sighed heavily, before looking at the glass globe that was placed on the floor of the seashell she lived on, hair adorned with fragrant roses, surrounded by sweetly scented flowers, aromatic, evergreen leaves, the patron of ordinary, sipped the strongest of the wines reserved for the male gods ……… what the fuck ……… she thought, and started staring at the shiny thing again, screening for some one interesting……..And she spotted Ares……….. her fun self,  giggled at the sight ………..

Ares_Ludovisi 1ARES, the great Olympian god of war, battle, lust, civil order and manly courage. That day instead of a mature, bearded warrior dressed in battle arms, he was guised as a nude beardless youth with helm and a spear……….. moving with unmatched agility, he stretched his arms and yawned …………… it had been ages he went on any conquest. And being a new age god, not only he was the personification of bold force and strength, he had the thoughtfulness and wisdom of Athena, the fierce and gigantic god rode his chariot and looked in the sky……….. from where stared two sparkling, flirty eyes, with an invite to something unthinkable, scandalous, tempting……………… destructive……….

The gods and goddesses were not familiar with the raw emotionalism of human feelings, they were supposed to rise above it all to protect and rule the weak……

Venus, aka Aphrodite sent a messenger to Ares, requesting a meeting to discuss and dissolve the sufferings of humanity. Graciously, politely, chivalrously, it was accepted, with gratitude and a hard on……….. (World peace was also on the agenda)

They discussed the troubles and torments in detail, entwined, entangled, breathless……… The meeting proved to be a success and ended in bliss …….

Eros, also known as cupid, floated and frolicked in the air with a dropped jaw and banged his head in the wall, his mother, Aphrodite laughed, and assured him that deities conducted business differently from the mortals……… And this Ishq Wala Love thing was, Oh so ordinary and so Last century….………….you wait Lady!!!!! The godling with curly caramel hair thought………….

One sunny day, when Ares had his head on the soft, silken, smooth, thighs of Aphrodite, while she fondly ran her fingers through his hair, fed him some yummylicious crispy meat and they passionately and profoundly pondered over the perils and predicaments of wandering souls……….  He told her that he had to leave  …………. To a world …….. far, far away…………

“Adieu mon ami, allez chercher vous-même” ………… the tech savy, google translate aware hottie, waved him good bye ………….

Days turned into weeks and minutes morphed into months, they carried on the tasks dedicated to them, till one lonely night, (when she was particularly hormonal and her cuddle quota was dangerously low),  she missed him terribly ……… she chanted his name thrice and wished to see him ….. wish granted, and she saw ……. Him……. standing tall, recognized, appreciated, adorned, loved ……….. She sent him her blessings and tied a knot with his illusion. That night she slept, taking care of herself………. a goddess went to bed and rose as an ordinary woman……………..

…… filled with a surge of feelings she never thought existed …… at that moment she realized how hard it was being human, she was hit by all the vices, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy, pride and Lust……………. All surrounded her pristine existence ….. She felt Insecure, Inadequate …….. the flame of love, flared into a fire and engulfed her……………….

The change didn’t go unnoticed and she was summoned in the house of Gods. Her sin was not subliminal and beyond serious. Chained, branded, disgraced, she was dragged in the streets of dreams, while Hera and other lovers and beloveds of Ares, stoned and blasted her, the silver of her soul turned blue and purple, but the face never turned crimson with shame, or rage………….

The house of Gods was in full procession, and she stood there, bewildered, lost, fallen from grace, Tall, Truthful,  filled with love.  She confessed dating denial and owned the charge of courting a disaster ………….. The devil of dreams and desires took over her, she was ready to throw away the powers bestowed upon her and dive in the depths of despair, she longed to belong, hopes of cooing progeny and white lace made her go blind, and she agreed to spend the rest of her life waiting for Ares!!!!!!!!

Then came Gaia, the wise mother earth, who showed her how naïve she was being and how fruitless was to fornicate with thoughts, to wait for someone, who could never fulfill her with the adoration she was used to getting, how futile was the investment of emotions on a wandering knight on steed, who could bring nothing but heartache, things she already knew…………..

She chose wisely for the greater good of things in the grand scheme of universe and cut off the rope tying her to his tail………………..

All cheered and cherished her, her crown was returned and she came back to her seashell… to heal, others ……..

No one knew, she brought all his memories along, she pulled out the part of her heart that belonged to him, it still belongs where it was promised, she calls it her trinket, and stashed it away with her red soled shoes…………. She never knew what he thought of her ……… and that made her sad …………….

But she knew she made the right decision at the right time, how long she is going to stick with that?? hmmmmmm………….. Till the day she is strong enough to not depend on anyone for her happiness but her own self.

Ares read what she wrote and Sighed!!! …………..Women, bloody women!!!!!!!!!

The Gods smiled, they knew she was ready to be included in the upper echelons in the hierarchy of goodness, and godness………. She Grew up…………………

Till the end of time, this story will remain a well-kept secret, an open mystery …………… An Urban Myth ……….. A tale of Torment,

Seemi.

20th September, 2013.

©BoldieTalks. 

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4 thoughts on “Αφροδιτη & Αρης!

  1. The first few articles, brilliant in their right, seem to have been the initial off-loading now. And for the best, because now, without the initial pressure of keeping it all in, it is blooming and the creativity yielding flower and fruit. Very nice read indeed!

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    • This whole process is so therapeutic, essentiall to keep my sanity intact 🙂 , you know what I mean……..
      And nothing beats the pleasure of getting appreciated, when you get applauded for flaunting your failures, faults and fragility ……… Priceless!

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