It's a joyous event to ride in the city during weekends and yesterday night was no different. Near Trinity circle I spotted a red DL-7S registered pulsar with a girl riding pillion. She was wearing a green top, a pair of brown shorts, a pair of red shoes and two dozen (I am not exaggerating) red glass bangles on each hand. While I was thinking "this is fusion at its best" my sight fell on the unobstructed view of her butt crack, thanks to the split rear grab rail design from Bajaj. After making sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, I tried getting away. Trust me I truly did. But the guy made sure that I don't overtake him by deftly moving into my (slower) line and adeptly blocking me. He wouldn't hurt his ego by letting people pass him, but it was already cracking (sorry for the pun) at the back.
After the first few attempts, I just sat back and started wondering why women these days put their hands up and subject themselves to these things? While I have no qualms about what women wear, what worries me and it is something that I most certainly don't agree with, is their reason. They think it makes them modern. Why are they kidding themselves to smithereens by thinking shrinking their clothes will make them modern? Au Contraire isn't it already done to death by our forefathers millions of years ago, they roamed bare naked no? Modernity to me, is gauged by how well your brain and thought process has developed, it's up in the head. One's knowledge of the world, common sense and an understanding of how things around them work is what makes one modern. The mean IQ of humanity should take a bump, that's how the world will advance, that's how we will move ahead as a society.
I have never met a girl who is passionate about something and wanted to change the world with her ideas, not one. Why still take the age old path of finding someone rich and gullible to marry? Why still shy away from physical labor? I am not talking about the wage workers, I know they haul mud, cement and bricks. Why hide behind "I am a girl" for somethings and proclaim "What if I am a girl?" to others? Why do they lap up anything new served to them and fall prey to mob culture? I know it is wrong of me to generalize and publish such an acerbic post targeting them. But, may be my viewport is aimed at the wrong end of the sample space at the moment, or may be it's something else.
The unfortunate truth is women have always been objects of eye candy and they are evolving themselves to continue to be the eye candy objects in a world modernized by men. The lady would probably embrace Karva Chauth after getting back home. They should get their collective shit in order. Modernity is achieved by shrinking clothes and strutting assets around? what a load of tripe!
Anyway, I had grown bored of the alpha-male's antics and the lady's posterior. So I dropped a cog and opened the throttle. I imagined a few choicest expletives uttered to the back of the helmet for finally hurting his ego. As the bike caught air over some undulations on the road under the Domlur Fly-over, I let a few expletives of my own out for him to pay the state road tax. Ah, the joys of weekend motoring!
After the first few attempts, I just sat back and started wondering why women these days put their hands up and subject themselves to these things? While I have no qualms about what women wear, what worries me and it is something that I most certainly don't agree with, is their reason. They think it makes them modern. Why are they kidding themselves to smithereens by thinking shrinking their clothes will make them modern? Au Contraire isn't it already done to death by our forefathers millions of years ago, they roamed bare naked no? Modernity to me, is gauged by how well your brain and thought process has developed, it's up in the head. One's knowledge of the world, common sense and an understanding of how things around them work is what makes one modern. The mean IQ of humanity should take a bump, that's how the world will advance, that's how we will move ahead as a society.
I have never met a girl who is passionate about something and wanted to change the world with her ideas, not one. Why still take the age old path of finding someone rich and gullible to marry? Why still shy away from physical labor? I am not talking about the wage workers, I know they haul mud, cement and bricks. Why hide behind "I am a girl" for somethings and proclaim "What if I am a girl?" to others? Why do they lap up anything new served to them and fall prey to mob culture? I know it is wrong of me to generalize and publish such an acerbic post targeting them. But, may be my viewport is aimed at the wrong end of the sample space at the moment, or may be it's something else.
The unfortunate truth is women have always been objects of eye candy and they are evolving themselves to continue to be the eye candy objects in a world modernized by men. The lady would probably embrace Karva Chauth after getting back home. They should get their collective shit in order. Modernity is achieved by shrinking clothes and strutting assets around? what a load of tripe!
Anyway, I had grown bored of the alpha-male's antics and the lady's posterior. So I dropped a cog and opened the throttle. I imagined a few choicest expletives uttered to the back of the helmet for finally hurting his ego. As the bike caught air over some undulations on the road under the Domlur Fly-over, I let a few expletives of my own out for him to pay the state road tax. Ah, the joys of weekend motoring!
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