<span class=normal>When the techniques become second nature, ones romantic and sensual world starts to unfold. Why is it hard to discuss carnal cravings with our partners or friends? Why not talk about your intimate escapades? Its because of repressions - the nagging sense that being sensual is a bit secretive and should be kept sectioned off from the rest of who we are. But tell you what; theres nothing sexier than confidence, especially when it spills out between the sheets! Sensual loving begins with indulging and lavishing attention on your body. Book yourself a quiet night in; turn off your mobile, dim the lights and let yourself relax. Try having a long, hot bath with scented candles and sensual oils, whilst playing relaxing and uplifting music. Lie back, close your eyes and concentrate on taking deep breaths because we bring to you her handbag, her body, her adulterous affairs, her school fantasies, her ambivalence about sex, her sensual pleasures, her self indulgent love, her stilettos, her bath essentials, her foot massages and much more. Its all here; in this slideshow of secrets revealed. This Monsoon, get ready for some wet and wild talk as Bollywood Hungamas London correspondent and UKs Harrow Observer columnist bring you the first of the four part exclusive series titled INTIMACY featuring Minissha Lamba. Go ahead, read it. You might get your confidence back!<BR><BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>Monsoon as wet and wild:<BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>In childhood, monsoon is associated with fun, getting wet in the rain and playing in it. As you grow older, the concept of monsoon becomes more romantic. It becomes wistful, having tea with your loved one and cosying and cuddling up. Right now, I am in a very sensuous phase of monsoon. These are some of the stages of monsoon as per my observations. <BR><BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>Romancing with books:<BR><br><p class=clear>&nbsp;</p>I was someone who in my teenage years read a lot of Mills and Boons and Id wish, Oh my God! If this perfect love only happens to me like every girl reading Mills and Boons hopes for. That was my idea of love that was my idea of romance with a perfect man. So you set out in your mind the Mills and Boon man who takes over, who knows what you need before you need it, who is your caretaker. So you grow up with those ideals and come out in the real world only to find out that there is no such man. That was my first brush with romanticism.</span>