u/nunu92x

Hi guys. I want to park my car at jodhpur railway station tommorow around 6 30 am and take train to Bikaner. I'll return to jodhpur at 8 pm same day, pick up my car from parking and go home. Is it possible? Also does any anyone know how much it would cost for 12-14 hours? Thanks

Ok in all fairness It did rain heavy last night (from between 10 30 - 11 30 pm) so it made sense for there to be a blackout for that duration. By midnight the rain was almost dead just mere drizzling with no winds.

Guess when the electricity resumed at my part of Shikargarh? At 3:30 am! . I was drenched in sweat despite laying under a fan at full speed (thanks to inverter).

I can't even imagine how people without an inverter will make it through the monsoon.

March 2: Diagnosed with ascites (first sign of decompensated liver cirrhosis) and portal hypertension. Hospitalized for 3 days for paracentesis. Started on warfarin.

March 5–25: Stable. Ascites did not return and he initially showed improvement.

March 25: Developed loss of appetite, nausea, then that night had massive bloody vomiting and bloody diarrhea (around two buckets combined).

March 26 morning : Admitted to hospital. Suspected warfarin-related bleeding, treated with IV vitamin K and blood transfusions. Initial esophageal banding couldn't be performed because of excessive blood, but after medications cleared the stomach, an endoscopy with banding successfully stopped the bleeding later that day.

March 26 evening: Developed hepatic encephalopathy (HE), stopped recognizing family and screamed continuously.

March 27 night: Gradually recovered from HE.

March 28: Diagnosed with chronic kidney disease (CKD), likely worsened after the bleeding episode, and developed refractory ascites that no longer responded to diuretics.

April 3: Discharged from hospital.

April 3 – June 29: Repeated hospital admissions for paracentesis every two weeks. Became progressively weaker.

June 30 evening: Became extremely weak, barely able to move, but could still speak a little.

July 1, 4:00 AM: Passed away while trying to say something.

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I now (24M) grew up watching a lot of "mature" content and had a thing for women in their 50s and 60s. In real life though, I only ever dated women around my own age. Mostly because convincing a woman in her 60s to sleep with me seemed about as realistic as winning the lottery.

Then 2 years ago, I went to Thailand with my cousin.

While in Bangkok, I downloaded Bumble and left all filters wide open. Suddenly, a 68-year-old Czech woman appeared. She was a 6/10, BBW certified former baddie and somehow... we matched.

I was absolutely stunned.

We chatted in broken English, completely ignored the 46-year age gap, and arranged to meet the next day in the next town.

That same evening, I matched with a 28-year-old Taiwanese woman, went on a date, and things happened. Unfortunately, I was too drunk to finish the mission.

So the next day, carrying some light luggage and heavy balls , I took a bus to meet the Czech lady.

At this point I felt like I was living inside one of my fantasies. I was excited, nervous, and unbelievably horny.

I arrived, we talked a bit, then got down to business.

And honestly? The experience itself was great. It felt like a weird lifelong fantasy had actually come true.

Then I finished.

The post-nut clarity hit me like a freight train.

Within seconds I went from "dream achieved" to "dear God, what have I done?"

I suddenly wanted to be anywhere on Earth except that room.

I made up an excuse about needing to get back to Bangkok for a flight, jumped on the next bus, and spent the entire 2-hour ride questioning every life decision that had led me there.

To this day, I have mixed feelings. Part of me still cringes when I think about it.

The other part occasionally remembers it when I'm feeling... "nostalgic." 🍆

And until now, I've never told anyone about this