Ironic

Irony Meaning : 'a figure of speech in which the intended meaning is the opposite of that expressed by the words used' - free online dictionary
'In which there is an incongruity or discordance between what a speaker or a writer says and what he or she means, or is generally understood ' - Wikepedia

In other words something that has more if you look beneath the surface that usually is contrary to what has been said ...!

That word always bought images of Iron and Iron like man unable to move a brick (something like the ten headed Ravanna and the bow)

I read that word when I was reading the Figments of imagination a beautiful collection of short stories in class ten .
(which I gave to a young chap to read and appreciate the language better for The Great CAT Exam and he just did better in English than me !)

Life is unfair ! so what of it ?
Its the same for everyone - Flat world they say !

I don't know why I go on ranting when I know that I almost suck at it - Almost ..... !

Whats that one thing that an atheist loathes in a religious argument which he was winning - the fact that all his theories don't have any effect on the god-believer !

I still love him - after he has dumped you and cheated on you a zillion times - it's hope that he will change or you will .

Jab we met - was released after the much talked about duo split - So is Jab We Split an apt sequel .....

He died , he was old - but he was in good health - he was my grand father ...........
they say that death is an equaliser .
It equals all from kings to slaves, from fakirs to fakes ...
all are brought down to dust .... nothingness.... to non-existence
leaving behind things they wouldn't see , hear nor ever know !

Ironic it is that we spend all our life for 'this' to make all 'this' and leave all 'this'
behind to go where we don't know where ?

It's ironic that I still try,
'try' to write I know not why ?
Lol ! me and my silly highs !

Unlock Bangalore INITIATIVE

I Just read the article it couldn't be in a better time .

(Yes, I've started reading papers again that job killed my best habits ).

I was travelling this morning from Hebbal side (I used to live in the so called out skirts it has so much traffic now it's scary!) towards Vasanth nagar with my family.
I used the Cab (whilst working for 'THE MNC Investment Bank' ! ) and now I take the fatal two wheeler to work . My dad uses his car and mum the public transport all of us travel different directions and have different working hours but our problem is the same we travel too slow, too far with too much traffic !
The Hebbal fly over does not allow us to move beyond 10km/hr in peak hours invariably what would take 20 min takes one and half hours with all the road widening, one ways and riding through pot-holed crevices !

Today unusually we all travelled together in our car and the discussion led to what this unlock Bangalore initiative would desire - Private participation !
Dad suggested we take march on the almost fatal Bellary road ( after the fly over ) what used to be a haven for birds with its huge Banyan trees,while my mother wanted to write a complaint to the authorities I wanted my voice to be heard !(It's been a while since I crooned at the drives of MCC )

The solutions are simple

1. Get people to know what they can/can't change about these facilities .

2.Educate people about their rights especially the RTI Act .

3.Mobilise youth members in the affected areas please (we're tired of complaining at home and at work about the huge time we spend travelling) we are the generation that will use all these facilities we need to be part of its development !

4.Educate travellers about lane discipline.

5.Please have yellow /white Zebra crossings (what happened to them ? the last I remember of them was when I was in third grade and when we were taught traffic lights lesson!)

Ironically I feel that we will debate discuss and fight but to no avail it's election time the politicians will promise a trip to the moon and back but will not even initiate any roads to and fro !
Hope this Unlock Bangalore removes the cynicism from the Namma Bengalooru's responsible citizens and unclog everyone's mind and of course the roads !

(PS : For a change I have written some thing that makes a difference to most of our lives .You're views/comments are extremely valuable ..... I appreciate ppl commenting on my blog especially if they don't have to say nonsense about my writing style .... ! Lol ! don't comment about ME comment about the issue ! Now this might not bring any comments ...... )

SHE

Eyes with kohl .

Deep black eyes like the night skies , black eyebrows like wisps of the night and hair like the night itself .
She smelt like the rain and spoke like the wind .
She wore a graceful smile and walked with diffidence .
When she laughed it was like a gurgling brook and in her eyes I saw my unborn children ........

She walked into my dreams I felt I was in a trance .
I held close against my body caressed her and felt her heart beat .
Was it true ? I cannot believe it ?
Is she there or my figment of imagination ?

Am I beguiled will she be here with me night after night in my solitary bliss ?

She cannot be from this earth ?
A thing so pure and untouched .
A figure of beauty and purity .
Like Madonna , like an angel ,
like Urvasi ........ like Eve !

She was temptation , she was sin , she was lust and she beckoned .........

3 A. M.

At 3:00 a.m. in office .
Rain splatters outside .
I can't hear it .Can't smell it .
Feel like I'm caged in a virtual world .
I strain to look out the air conditioned room .
I see lights and more creatures like me doing the night shift !

I close my eyes .I smell fresh coffee beans . I smell the rain .I smell the cologne of the guy I last made out with . I smile .Thank god for small mercies !

My monitor beckons back to reality .
I let it pass .

I shut out voices of deals struck of Brakes failed of escalations made !
I let them too pass .

I close my eyes I feel myself swinging ....
Up in the sky so blue .....
Above the earth and beyond the stars .....
I imagine walking on the galaxy to never land
intoxication's , temptations and happiness..........

I go into a reverie of past triumphs and sweet success of love and lust and times best .....

I feel it hitting me the high of alcohol the blow of depression .......

I am riding the car into mountains and landscapes of green beauty where clouds like cotton wool form specks on skies .....
Where the stream meanders downhill and birds chirp along ....
A land with no return........

All that and more but back to work for now
Felt great to get away !
Will add more at 4:00 am may be ........

Sounds

The gurgling Brook ,

The Rustling of leaves ,

The pitter-patter of rain ,

The sound of tinkling anklets ,

The clang of temple domes ,

The whisper of pious chants ,

The uncontrollable laughter leading to a gushing overwhelming pleasure .

The breeze of sunrise ,

The rhythm of cadence of waves .

The deep voices of best kept secrets ,

The hushed tones of rumour mongers ,

The pleading voices of vendors ,

The mirth of children's games .

The noise of mobs , carts and vehicles , of buildings and planes ,
The din of the plain humdrum of life ,

Your voice echoes over all of them ....... !

Dearest ,

It's past one a.m. and I'm bored !
Time and again you intercept my thoughts .
The obvious reason is your the password in my office account which I use several times in the day .

In deep Epiphany you flash across my reverie not knowing subconsciously I smile .
All those things about you play in my mind .
Your smile , your voice , your jokes , you poking fun at me ,
the twinkle in your eyes and those hundred dreams I dreamt about you .
I replay the few times we met . The things you said , the things you didn't .
The only time we made physical contact , held hands , you laughed , I was intoxicated !
Why do my thoughts lead me to you ? When I'm sad , Ecstatic , bored or silent .
As your thoughts cross my mind your fragrance lingers on .... The touch .... My dream..... My desperate hope .... your denial ... your acceptance ..... my acceptance .....
our acceptance ......

LOL ! That's what your thinking monkey !!!!!!

Lalalalalallala....

Well it's just another rainy day......!
no it's not.....it's been a fun day actually a fun week...
anyways the point is I'm in boyant spirits.... and so I'm singing lalalalalalla (those unfamiliar with the tune it's that lifebuoy add song !!)

The week started with Zidane head butting that idiotic Italian...! who would have thought that France would loose like that and Zidane would loose his calm and get a red card !
So a rather dejected me slept for three hours . Rushing to college looking like
Zoombie-just-got-up I was pleased to hear ppl voice the same opinion .....
We we're welcomed with Sr..ummmm reading out the rules loud and clear ...
Yeah ! No short " immodest " tops !
Cell phones baned etc... etc... the rest didn't matter
cause the first two almost was enough to choke us !

After all this speech I .... yes me the Fool went up on stage to ask a question . Guess what I was wearing Yup a "SHORT TOP ! " and the principal Sr ummm said it's too short dear I said sorry mentally making a note never to take of that Sweatshirt until I reach the safe vicinity of my class room ! Now how would one explain that this was medium size at West-side and even if you buy large or XL it will only be broader and not longer ! Alas such complexities cannot be understood by nuns I'm presuming ...!

That was the begining the week we had freshers week which is a week long affair but now reduced to three days from 1 'o'clock to 3 with some two-three participants for the competitions the rest stay in class warming benches and warming hearts of teachers !
So I had the honourable task of calling up a judge and asking her not to come !
yeah ! I said " generally we have lot of girls taking part but since we have 4 ppl I suggest you go back cause it's not fair " yeah it's not fair that I get to do all this ! hmmph !

Well today was different in class I got pulled up for chewing gum ! Yeah I was doing some vigourous mouth excercise so obviously I got caught !
After that we had a poetry special dedicated to our bench mate !
called Neelu " a dog's tale " pun intended .

After laughing at our terrible attempt of rhyming verses I left to judge a dance competition yes you heard right I was A JUDGE . It was a dance competition for special children
called "Rainbow " it was amazing these kids enjoyed themselves sooo much .
I was overwhelmed infact I was very moved . They were soooo adorable .
Innocence , enthusiasm and the warmth there made me feel so special .
I can't help smiling .......
It feels so good that there's so much beauty still left .... these children were amazing I have no words to explain the satisfaction and happiness I saw in every child's eye there . They seemed to be enjoying themselves dancing and clapping...... it was bliss....!

To all those kids who made my day actually my week......! Thanks for making me believe in rainbows again...... !
Lalalalala.... lalalalalalla......( tune of Ace of base's .....)

Nothing seems appropriate to say .
Nothing will mitigate this sense of desolation . Nothing can make me feel better !
I don't know why I'm so bloody upset everyone's gotta move on
and your just going to pursue studies....

Tears swell and drop like a perinial river washing abank memories of all the times spent together . Times of triumph and laughter . Momenets of just sitting together hogging away and just wasting time . Moments of bonding and bitching . Moments spent in great company .
It's ironic those "moments" that made you laugh now bring tears . Tears cause I know in college will never be same without you guys . Who will I play text twist and tetris with ? who will accompany me a zillion times to the canteen ?
With whom will I spend some umpteen hours doing absolutely nothing ?

Do you really have to go ? Why is saying good bye so difficult....?

All those times during Cul - ah ! those bike trips , hogging at sponsors for free , To that midnight trip to Shakalaka 's place . waking you up at 3 AM and asking you for gola ???? . We sure had a blast . With you you I shared a bond and only now I know how special it is .....

Yeah ! I know I sound like some emotional and sentimental fool !!!! but you wouldbe , if you realise that the whole batch is graduated and your left with some two friends and hence have to undertake the task of making friends in the final year !!!!
But I will survive .... don't have a choice do I ?????

Me

It's not easy being me...
So just let me be me...

Everyone wants to change something about me.......

Well mum for instance thinks I really need to place my head in some cold water
at least I'd get rid of that horrible temper !
Dad thinks I should stop fooling around...!

Some friends feel I'm too blunt well few others think I talk too much...
There are loads of them who want to tame me... yeah I'm wild ... !

Why can't I just be I do know that it's for my benefit....
to be accepted and liked ...
But should i really change myself just to be accepted .

Yeah I know I make alot of noise in class and disturb everyone...
Yeah I know I sleep and answer questions at the same hour ...

Yeah your right lee , I am totaly impulsive and very often made the
wrong decisins but I guess thats what made me , ME .

Yeah I'm loud ... I'm over exaggerated but thats me
Take away that from me my identity is lost...

Yeah your right I suffer from the foot-in-the-mouth disease but I've learnt ....
I've learnt that not everyone is like ME .

I can't stand to fly ...
I'm not that naive ...
I'm just out to find the better part of me...
I'm more than a bird more than a plane more than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me.....!

Crowds

I have always been fascinated with people and their queer ways .
The one time you can judge ppl is when you serve food .
Have you noticed them during weddings and free lunches ?
The stories I can tell you about them .......

Crowds .... Mobs .... Processions...... are all associated with a bunch of ppl .
What makes me so fascinated with them , there are lot of reasons .

Crowds gather to witness a shooting of a movie os serial ........
the excitement the enthusiasm just gets everyone interersted .
Crowds when some magic doctor sells medicines to cure all sort of diseases
these lure the curious and the hopefuls .
Crowds of ppl gathered around a hospital to see their favourite star /Icon recover .
Crowds that stand outside ration shops waitning patiently for sugar or rice to take back home .
Crowds packed on a friday outside a popular theatre anticipating a good movie hoping to be entertained .
Crowds that miraculously gater around ppl having an argument , some watch , some interfere some intervene , some try and bring peace ,
well most others move their tongues with greatest speed .

Crowds that collect outide courts or police stations for want of justice .
Crowds that protest .
Crowds that raise thier voice against injustice .
Crowds to mourn the death of their star .
Crowds to congradulate successful candidates .
Crowds to collect freebees given by hopeful politicians to get free saris , free rice and ration nowdays free colour television sets !

Crowds that gather around an accident victim and do nothing
but stare or shake their heads vehemently ...
only one will rise to take that patient to the hospital ....

Crowds that jeer .
Crowds that mock .
Crowds that wait the good news to change their fortune .
Crowds that turn violent ... pelt stones
Mobs that attack public property anti social elements that cause chaos
Mobs that kill ruthlessly .
Set houses ablaze .....
But the strongest crowd was that one which demanded freedom
which walked the dandi march in protest to exploitation ....
Those that walked in protest to The Vietnam war ....
Its time to stir a crowd
to mbve a crowd , to make a change , to make a differnce ....
Guess we're still waiting for that kind of crowd .

And so I shall complain ......

Love struck Romeo .......
You and me babe how about it....?
And Juliet ........

The son of Karnataka is no more so we are mourning no cable TV or
leaving the viscinity of my home for fear of stone pelting .
So the whole day was spent doing nothing absolutely nothing just waiting for the phone to ring or something to happen this is called boredom !

Any ways Dire Straits Romeo and Juliet playing in the back ground .

I've always wondered what is the fuss about all this love....
I mean you need a companion to share your highs and lows so you need someone but this
I love you and all is so cliche .
I somehow feel this could never happen to me .

Yeah ! I've gone out with men actually boys but none have made me feel so intense like I would always want to be with them .
I mean there were nice a few of them total freaks but those Mills and Boons type none .
Do such things exsist ?
I mean a kiss like dream .........
and my heart pounding with immoderate desire for his hands to caress me .....

I was reading Eric Swegal's Love story it was beautiful .

I feel these sort of books shouldn't be written , firstly I felt a pang of depression
for inreality I know this will never happen to me .
There is no such thing as selfless love blah blah ...
Secondly it's horrible to imagine it knowing you stand a one in a million chance of feeling those emotions ....

This Valentine day is another ironic event it's supoosed to be the day where one professes his/her true love well actually where he/she spends sleepless nights deciding what is to be bought which will fit in the budget .
Added to that if you don't have a special person then you suffer bouts of lonliness and of course ostracism and you are force to see red all over .........
EEks ........I somehow don't get the total Funda
obviously it's a Marketing gimmich that is baned by exitermists in our capital
but still poor St. Valentine has no idea how young girls and boys
loathe / dread / await this day ....

I don't why I'm sayng all this may be I secrety want to belive in all this to feel like everyone erlse but i'm way too opinionated to be one among the crowd so I shall complain ........

The past few days

While I sit in this claustraphobic computer room which
btw like all other rooms in MCC doesn't have ventilation .
I'm trying in vain to write some clever lines but nothin seems to come into my mind write now . So I shall go with the flow.

Well the past couple of days have just passed in a sorta lull .
I can remember vaguely what happened through this week after graduation one outing I put with my school friends to wipe away the blues of CAT class which btw is going terribly and I couldn't feel more dumb with all the quant classes .
Lord have mercy ! Give me some brains to understand math !

On monday we went to Manipal hopspital to visit Rumchick's mum the
hospital was like some five star hotel .
The air conditioned rooms was a great welcome after the beating heat of Bangalore .
I don't know why the f*** B'lore is become soooo hot !

On tuesday we heard that a senior of ours passed away in a freak accident .
A group of friends went out for a swim to a lake in the outskirts .
Not forseeing a tragedy that would grip them there .
Just like always they had lot of fun splashing around when suddenly
they slipped and found themselves grasping for breath ,
with great difficulty they managed to come to shore only realising that
one of their friends was still in the water .
In vain they tried to find her and dived several times inside .
Alas it was too late she couldn't be saved .

Bad enough they have to live with the fear of almost loosing thier lives and seeing one of their friends disappear also her parents blame the friends for the whole incident .

Sometimes we always think that these sort of things could never happen to us .
We take it for granted that we are going to live for a long time . In our zest to live life to the fullest we forget to take these small precautions and the result fatal in her case .

I've always been impulsive and never declined an invitation for a boat ride in the weedy Hebal lake or a swim else where . Now I wonder what if something like that happened when I went out .We always think that our parents are way too cautious
but at times like these its better to be that way than meet with such a tragedy .

I shrudder to think of what her friends must be going through and I 'm sure this is a lesson to many of us that life is too precious and we shouldnt take it for granted .

This is were I belong

It's graduation today rather a few more hours to go .....

I've been in the portals of Mount Carmel College for the past four years it's alomost like
every tree knows my voice ,
every wall knows my touch ,
every dog responds to me calling it ( btw dogs are an integral part of mcc) .

This is the place where I came of age ,
where I had my first crush , My first heart break ,
My first kiss ,
The first drink ,
The frst class I bunked , The first date ,
The first cat fight , My first elections ,
My first fest , my first play ,
My first trip alone to iit povai ,
The first trip abroad ,
The first attendance shortage problem ......
And many more firsts .....

I have met people who have taught me so many things about life and it's strange ways .
Some who in ther wierdness freaked me out (siham ) some a true delight ,
many more who in their own ways have shaped the person I am .

These four years have just gone by so quickly ......
As i sit back and ponder images come through of laughter , of the times I got caught for sleeping in class ,
the taste of success , the union in Puc and now in the degree .
I am so fortunate to have had such adventurous experiences and some great friends .

As another batch graduates I feel a part of my self will leave me .
I have been really close to these seniors neglecting my classmates and now
barely having any friends in my batch !

How am i gonna manage ?
There will be no familiar face to greet me through the campus
no one to take my ass , no one to go cry to ,
no one to shout at me ....
Oh I am gonna miss em !

Why do ppl have to part ?
Why can't we always be with the ppl we like .
I think the hardest thing to say is good bye .

We may be miles apart , the coarse of life may take us towards differnt corners
but I'm sure one thing will never change that is the love for each other all those
lovely times spent will be cherished .

Full senti is happening i'm gonna , miss these guys sooo much .

I wish

When I was small .
I'd read Enid Blyton and dream that one day I'd go to the mountains in a caravan .
Fly into te skies .
Chase smugglers .
Explore castles and dungeons.
Make secret night trips .
Have a larder filled apple tarts , pinapple cakes and appricot pies .
Have a dog I'd keep in my cycle carriage .
Have mysteries to solve .

Go down to the stream and bathe .
Take a boat to an island .
Take a trip in an air balloon .
Whistle .
Work in a circus .
Ride on a lion .
Play with tigers .
Talk to the trees .
Meet elves and tooth fairies .
Eat lots of cotton candy and ice creams .
Climb big mountains and swim across the sea .
Find treasure and gold coins .
Play in the night wit the moon and stars .

Why do we grow out of such dreams ........

Wish you were here

Wish you were here

To see the rise and fall of the waves ,
To smell the air around the sea ,
To taste sweet salt .

To hear the hissing of the shells ,
To feel the warmth of my arms ,
To stir to the noise of the big waves ,
To walk the sandy shores hand in hand ,
To lie naked among the ruins ,
To bask in the sun ,
To make sand castles ,
To feel the earth and close your eyes to open them
to find the stars looking down at you .

Wish you were to hear my soothing voice singing folk songs ,
To see my eyes that speak of immense love for you ,
To understand what i want to say ,
To see what I could do to you

Oh I wish you were here .

Today

It's three in the noon .
I'm sitting in the U room , smelling stale food .
Enjoying the music , and feeling so happy .

Well today is one of those days that makes you feel so elated .
The weather is perfect the ground is spread with yellow and brown leaves shed from tall trees .
The wind blows through your hair sometimes whispers things in your ears.
The sun is out peeps through cotton woolly clouds .
I feel like jumping and singing out loud .
I feel like doing cart wheels and giggling like mad .
There's that spring in my step and if I could whistle I'd do just that .
Life seems perfect almost I just need to loose a little weight eat a little less study a little more
but otherwise everything is going great .

It's holi .
I'm going to get my face smeared with colours and drink Bhang .
I just love this festival it signifies happiness that after a spell of dry winter the cries of birds beings the season of spring , a season of hope and life .
The place looks so beautiful .
You should see the yellow flower trees in B'lore .
The side walks are carpeted with fallen flowers and leaves.
The old and young come out for evening walks .

All the morose souls I feel get a lease of new life .
The bright sunny days and cool evenings ......

Ah! Why am I feeling so happy I know not . Just that happy sorta high after a tequila shot.
Today the sort of day I would want to thank my friends for being there for making me who I am , my parents for bearing with me, and all the ppl who have taught me something about life and it's strange ways .

Wish I could fly into tat far away horizon,
Wish I could sit on that rainbow and inspect every hue ,
Wish I could run into open fields with the wind in my hair and the sand in my feet,
Wish I could climb up a mountain peak and smell fresh pine,
Wish I could swim in the huge ocean , Play with lambs,
Jump into space and drift away ,
Wish I could make everyone around me feel as happy as I'm feeling today
Wish I could have more days like this .

I'm soooo happy yipee!

While I rant

If you want to leave foot prints in the sands of times
Stop sitting on your butt all you will leave is butt prints.....

Nobody is perfect but I am nobody

When I was a child I caught a glimse ,
out of the corner of my eye .
I turned to look but it was gone .
I cannot put a figer in it now .
The child is grown the dream has gone .
I have become comfortably numb......

Pink Floyd

Art of hating

Things I hate ........


I hate it when ppl ask you
so what do you wanna do ?
Thats the most humilating question when you haven't figured out
the answer when your twenty.....
I hate ppl who think looks matter .
I hate ppl who judge others without knowing them .
I hate ppl who are superficial.
I hate hypocrites .
I hate Liars actually I never study
I just happened to get some 90 in this exam you see.....

I hate ppl who don't allow me to talk .
I hate it when ppl irritate me when I wanna be alone .
I hate yelling at others .
I hate the guilt trip mum put's me thorugh .........
I've done so much for what have you done all
I ask is you to study well and speak the truth .........

I hate ppl who say crap like she's so fair ya sh'e so black ya.....
ugggg colour doesn't matter .

I hate the feeling of emptiness.
I hate loosing . I'm a terrible at accepting defeat .
I hate being wrong .
I hate being bored .
I hate being angry .
I hate ppl who get hurt by my sarcarsm.
I hate ppl who say say they understand what I'm feeling but can't comprehend what I say.

I hate sharing chocolates , kajal and shoes .
I hate ppl who don't agree with me
I hate it when things don't go my way

But what I hate the most is giving up ........and setling for mediocre .

And the award goes to.....

This is something I was subjected to some real thought provoking movies
To name a few......

Neal and Nikki.....

Yes I'm the Neal I'm the man rock star superstar
Nikki bakshi sweet and sexy full on rocking hot an happening .

Ahh what profound meaning that para has .
Well the movie even better .
I dragged my union friends to watch the movie much to my surprise
the movie outdid my expectations of it .
Such a moving and gripping story told admist some foreign locales a
nd groovy songs and bikini wear .
Wow one thought I was left with what lotion do you use ?
Really those bra advertisements should take a leaf out of you movie .
Sir this is far the most thought provoking movie .
Surely it was worth the Rs 55 ticket .

memorable quotes
" Your fired " " you can't fire me cause I quit " .
"What's your line "
Deep I would say if any of you discepher the meaning please enlighten me .


Mangal Pandey

This movie was about the man who started the revolt of 1857 ,
which our text books hail as the first war of Independence .
Moving really .
All that we saw was his untamed mush !
But what of it looks also is important to feel the charecter .
Not to forget the dance sequences yes yes great choreography and
just how did that fit in the story .........
still if History text books would only be so intersting !

Kwahish

This was The ambitous Mallika Sherawat debut .
The movie simply realistic . It could happen to you too.
Village girl meets city dude . Fall in love .
Whilst intense love making takes place in all places including rocks and car back seats
they bring out a point of social relevance
"Babuji aap Condom use karte hain ? "
giggle giggle sigh sigh
what a way to reach the use of Condoms to masses really great strategy to make the lay man know the importance of Condoms .
You have acted like a socially responsible citizen .
The ending the most painful ........
Mallika has cancer or TB or Brain tumour all mean the same anyways
medical terminology is of no importance .
She dies .
While the hero sobs and holds on to the girl's father .
Wow what emotion .
BTW did that mean he turned Gay .
There again you have proved to be of deep significance to make society understand that being gay is also natural it could happen to anyone you see.

To the road romeos

Well It's womens day ......
Admist all the celebration .
I stop think what are the few prviledges we enjoy .
Besides bringing in a generation we aren't really a blessed lot .
With PMS every month I won't actually call us lucky !
The labour pains it's another thing that really scares me......

Coming to things that effect me now .......
well several but the most annoying thing are these eve teasers !
You find them in most nook and crannies .....
The typical are the wanna be studs who come over and say " Nice ya "
They I rate as tolerable .

The second types The ones who do wheeles on bikes those who wear goggles even when it's not hot and sing song like " Oh ! darling please come I love you maximum "
or " what is mobile number " These all so are ok ,
though their just cracked voices are quite un bearable .

The third types are the scary creepy ones you find them with thier
d *ck hanging out or whistling at street corners .
Real pricks and some even dare to come near foot paths and vigourously stress bust with thier hand on the girls you know where..... these are the most humilating ones !
Your are so shocked that you can't react by the time you do so he has sped fast .
Real disgusting men can be . Such perverts !
I
would like to narrate a situation

My friend and I where shopping at Brigades where we spotted this typical pervert the one who leches at you, if I could I would give him a BIB yuck drool allover ,
his tongue reaching the ground .
We deceided to walk it from brigs to coms street much to our dismay he followed us ,
peeved we tried to ignore him after a while we walked faster so did he .
We not knowing what to do walked along .
After half the distance was covered our stud maccha arrives in front of us taking two steps forward reaches out for my friend's wrist twists it gives her a good boob massage and runs away while I stare ahocked .
I hate my self for that I was too shocked to r act .
After we grabbed our wits it striked us as to how close we were to getting molested .
We silently went back home .
Now it enrages me I should have atlest called him names ..... pah ! what a total looser .

Anyways there are some boys who think it's really " cool " to pass comments at passing girls well cowards it aint .
IT's highly cowardly of you guys to do something like that .

Some really cheesy lines......

"Kya cheez cut piece "
"ehh maccha 36 26 36 ra "
" What your size "
"how much do you charge "
"Aaati khandala ?"
"TOO much raa "
" hot hot raa ayo I want feel that ra "

Ya that is how corny it sounds just picture your self walking about subjected to such humiliation
It's extremely disgusting .
So do not allow eve teasers or condone such actions .
Unless you make a noise nothing will ever happen .
Cheers women we rule !
Don't let some loosers get away with such crap .