I was captured by my own mother instead of Pani Puri b Great Hindi Movie. It all started innocently enough, as we sat down to watch a movie together. But as the film progressed, my mother's hand began to slide up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to resist, but her seductive touch was impossible to ignore. Before I knew it, we were locked in an embrace, passion igniting between us. It was wrong, taboo even, but the thrill of being seduced by my own mother was undeniable. As the bollywood movie played in the background, we surrendered to our desires, lost in a forbidden love that burned hotter than any blockbuster film.
