A young and ambitious woman joins a top rung advertising firm as a management trainee and immediately attracts the benevolence of her senior colleague.
Finding herself majestically drawn to him as well, she sets out on a journey of finding the perfect blend of physical & emotional pleasures in her twin lives while cleverly manipulating it between her live-in partner and him.
The story reaches its crescendo with both discovering their true feelings; but still finding themselves betrayed by each other in a very strange sort of way.
Have you ever fallen for someone before thinking twice? Thrice?
My entire life had always been very simple and straightforward. I had a middle-class upbringing and therefore, I had very solid values inculcated in me. I had a very deep conscience since my childhood about what I considered as right or wrong. If my values suggested something was wrong, I would never embark on that path. I was also very clear about my "needs" and "wants" to decide what was more important in my life. Everyone found that concept complicated; but to me it was very simple - what I couldn't live without was my 'need 'and what I could possibly do without was my 'want'.
I always used to think about them as OXYGEN vs. a CAPPUCCINO!
It was gradually dawning upon me that there was finally someone who, rather unintentionally, had uprooted the very foundation of that belief system. He had left me totally confused and convoluted my entire thought process. I had always loved my partner immensely and never imagined a situation where a third person would come between us. I was not sure about my feelings for him at that juncture, and I still believed that it was either a very strong physical attraction or just something that was making me feel incredibly nice and wanted; to an extent that I had done some crazy and first-time-ever things.
And, this nice feeling was despite the fact that we had never really gotten along as two persons who were close over a sustained period of time or for that matter had very pleasant interactions. Most of our exchanges had always ended bitterly with one of us snapping.
I was wondering if I should confess everything in front of my partner. Only thing that had stopped me, at least at that time, was the fact that I had not really gotten close to him in anyway.
I mean, yes, I had had this wild dream about him; and in some inebriated situations; I had totally lost control.
