Remember that scary-looking guy who is the UN-IPCC Chief and got a Nobel prize for a bogus report on Global Warming?
Yeah-this guy, Rajendra Pachauri.
Well, it appears that Mr Pachauri has also written other works of fiction besides his climate change nonsense. How about a sex novel?
Introducing "Return to Almora", published earlier this month in India and written by Pachauri himself, which tells the breathtaking story of Sanjay, who tells of a journey through his native India, Peru and the US.
This novel is hot-and steamy. Here are a few excerpts (viewer discretion advised):
"She then led him into the bedroom," writes Dr Pachauri.
"She removed her gown, slipped off her nightie and slid under the quilt on his bed... Sanjay put his arms around her and kissed her, first with quick caresses and then the kisses becoming longer and more passionate.
"May slipped his clothes off one by one, removing her lips from his for no more than a second or two."
"Afterwards she held him close. ‘Sandy, I’ve learned something for the first time today. You are absolutely superb after meditation. Why don’t we make love every time immediately after you have meditated?’."
More:
"Sanjay saw a shapely dark-skinned girl lying on Vinay’s bed. He was overcome by a lust that he had never known before ... He removed his clothes and began to feel Sajni’s body, caressing her voluptuous breasts."
...."the excitement got the better of him, before he could even get started".
And this:
"He enjoyed the sensation of gently pushing Susan’s shoulders back a few inches, an action that served to lift her breasts even higher," writes Dr Pachauri. "He was excited by the sight of her heaving breasts, as she breathed in and out deeply."
Yes, it really gets you into the mood, doesn't it?
I smell another Nobel Prize.
"I loved your book, Rajendra."
Friday, February 5, 2010
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3 comments:
Amazing what BS can get you...
I'll be 70 sometime between this month and next* and I'm still wondering what I'm going to be when I grow up.
In my next life I want to be the biggest BS artist around...they get all the noise, attention and nobels. And with such laudable accomplishments that somehow I've never learned to measure and yet they still end up with a prize.
Norm
*have you got that one figured out?
Just like all the other nerds, he can't get a date either.
That was so juvenile, I would be ashamed if I were him.
People like him know no shame.
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