27 September, 2009
Ok...another page from the escapades of my walk...or rather let’s just say something ‘Jo dimaag ke batti jala de’!
I was walking along the lonely and dreary road, chatting up a friend on the cell to make me oblivious of my moving lone footsteps, when something hot and happening passed me by, that made me say, “Boy oh boy!” Yup, a boy he was for sure, though not so blasphemously young...wearing a scarlet red and white jersey with really short sleeves and really, really hot and short and oh-so-red hot pants...I mean the ones that barely cover the bottom...rising enticingly high on the sexily tanned bare long legs and ending at just the lower round curve...there’s a bloody good reason why they call these things ‘hot’ pants!
And phew! Suddenly the heat became unbearably hot!
To top that I could conspicuously eye the trickling lines of sweat flowing through the bulging biceps and oh could the sight make you thirsty or what!
Lemme look for more adjectives....sultry, scorching, sizzling, searing, and sweltering hot was the rear view...
And if someone like me says it...because it takes a lot to get my eyebrows raised...you better take my word for it ladies...that the butt was quite a view! Like they say- but‘t’ naturally! ;)
Unfortunately or fortunately (for I somehow feel the book was only alluring by its back cover...despite the bulging pages of the rippling muscles-shuscles), the guy was on a jog...probably a hostel-r and moved past fleetingly and against my better instincts I decided not to gallop along to catch a glimpse of the face....The ogling for now had done enough for the adrenalin rush and I better not gaze any more, all moon eyed and so...before the hostel gentry turn into their holes and declare it unsafe for their modesties to trot on the streets!
The incident made me wonder how far we really judge a book by its cover. Well, whether we’d like to admit or not, we actually do! Though what makes a woman turn and return to give you more than just another look, has little to do with blazing curves and more so with the intense package deal. Your hot quotient may make our heads turn...but minus the cute or suave elements and the good moves suddenly become cheesy. You may sweep us off our feet but then you need balls again to make us rise up to you....no puns intended! We love to ogle and a bottom like that might get us tempted enough to give you a pinch or mischievous spank (only in our minds)! But then for ogle, don’t we have the Google...Give us something sharper and snappier, if you want to see us happier...and if you were born with a cute butt like that...you know, round and shapely and just about synchronised in the curves....aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh...you were born to rule dude!
Let’s just dedicate this to those barely 3 inches long or should we say short/skimpy hot pants...hmm, makes me wonder of the blissful predicament if the rain gods would have sided with me this once and we’d have an encore of the flick ‘Ram Tere Ganga Maile’ with clothes sticking to make second skin....oooooooo...gimme a moment dear readers, coz the memory reminds me that I must take that cold shower and return “back” to give you more later!