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30 November, 2008

Why the bloody hell, are all good things married, fattening or illegal?

Yes my dear, its true...try it out...research, analyse, and crib at the unfairness of it...
But there’s bloody nothing in this world you can do about it.

A hot gal- ambling right out of the pages of what dreams are made of... a chance encounter that could bloom into a budding passionate relation...
N boom....her husband, or fiancée or boyfriend would come from behind to put an arm around that curvy waist and voluptuous statistics to mutely declare...buzz off...

A delicious young dude, with whom you are trying your luck... you just want to take him home to your mommy... (not for her dumb head....to satiate your own crushing urges)...with eyes to drown into and smile to sway you off your feet...and just then from behind would peer, a grinning vixen with the broadest flash of pearly white teeth... “Hi! I’m his girl friend and you must be....?” yup, I’m the one who wishes why doesn’t the ‘dharti’ (mother earth) explode and take me in with it....!

So since mother earth doesn’t oblige, you decide to bury your sorrows in something that reaches your stomach if not your libido.... you walk into a coffee shop and swoon at the sight of an array of appetizers and mouth crumbling desserts...that chocolate mousse is beckoning you and the layer of cream wants you to dive into its ecstasy....those wonderful fried rolls or buttered croissants...that round and soft burger dripping with all encompassing white sauce.....mmmm.....slurp....!

And then again you remember the frigid face of your gymnasium instructor when you would take that giant leap on the weighing scale next day, skipping a heart beat; or the frowning look of your beloved when you ask him/her...so how do I look in this outfit?
So there again you let it pass...there’s that bowlful of green vegetables and fruits to return to! Oh heavens!

Where would my hungry heart seek solace then....?
Diamonds you say, it would cost a steal...speeding on my new sports car, that would surely invite cops to haggle my backside...entering a forbidden zone, and get blacklisted for sure....
Smoke or dope and there’s a battalion of noble nuts ready to give you a piece of their mind (never mind if there aren’t no pieces left for they’ve distributed them so magnanimously)

Then what....?
WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?

I don’t know ‘yaar’.... remember I started with my question....
Go back to the bloody title....I was looking for some answers here, not attempting to arrive at any....

And since I’m sure you’d be as lost here as me-the almighty is....
Let’s just settle with what we have....maybe that dude is right there, garbed in plain clothes and simplicity that hide his heart of gold...that next door girl is for keeps and wouldn’t flutter away at the glimpse of your naked self....and those fruits and vegetables (these are the worst of the lot to accept actually) must be doing some good to the world for the amount people are getting obsessed with them....so fashionably we join the ranks of these wretched souls....
As far as the illegal stuff goes....now let’s keep on at least this one... we have to look for some small mercies....at least till when we are caught...

The strategy after that....? Watch this space!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Perceptions lady..or may be that you don't like a challenge or something..what if the guy has a gal, kick her out; what if the food is fattening, work it out; what if dope is illegal, bribe the cops !!! :P

Anonymous said...

Tumbling thoughts out of closet, loos, bed room and from all possible hidden corners, refreshing none the less. Some shocking, (s)exciting, titillating, making fun of the poles in search of holes ofcourse in all shapes and sizes...lol

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