This is a story of a man and woman, no, it's no longer obvious these days.
The story is real , and the parts I do not remember I will make up. Okay, please be hush about the fact that, I didint really take any permission before I planning to write this story. Anyway , hoping that they won mind, let me proceed.
This was a boy, an Indian of course, I said it's real in the beginning and he was kind of desperate. I can't exactly elaborate on the desperation on facebook, but trust me when I say he was. He used to be a good boy, now if that sounds contradictory , with desperate, then I would be like hey, look at is grades, so yeah good grades made him a good boy.
I diidn't like him much , he was not my type, way out of my league, but ya he was kind of fond of me, no not that kind , normal "fond" ! Okay, let's make this very clear at this very point , that I am not writing this, in his fond memories or something, you will soon realise why, and to be very very clear, I mean it, I have absolutely no feelings for him.
So this boy, who lied, dated a million of HOT women, was a complete alcoholic and porn maniac, used to get good grades, but he was kicked out of his first school , for beating up someone with a hockey stick. His parent, rich and guilty of not giving enough time to their darling son, compensated well, with truck loads of money I was happy too, for the occasional treat that I got, and please do not judge him, this guy was actually a good guy.
so one fine day, he fell in love, the girl , was a brilliant girl, and yes she was HOT, and it has nothing to do with me calling her brilliant, but yes i repeat she was HOT. As my dear friend tells me, you can forgive the dumbest woman, as long as she is pretty, but you can forget the smartest girl, if she is ugly. I might be sounding like MCP, it has something chauvinist in the middle, the rest you can fill up, but I am just quoting my friend, I respect women, no seriously I do.
Anyway so this good guy and HOT woman fell in love and they celebrated each day , like it were special, I mean gifts and dinners and breakfasts and yeah, everything that came in between. I never judged them, I never believed in judging the men and HOT women of this free country, but the I kind of felt weird around them. I felt out of place amidst the LEE and ZARAs, felt out of place amidst the heap of quantity and the sheer lack of quality. Nope, not being judgmental at all, I just felt that they were better. This was all in the year 1999. That was a long time ago,” are you kidding me”, you must be asking, but I said, I will make up parts I do not remember. Ignore the logical conclusion about dinner and breakfast when I say 1999.
Moving on, this guy had a lot of money, so he went abroad and this girl became a model, I am friends with them, he calls me , I might have forgotten if he did call, but let’s us believe that he calls me, and o the woman remains to be as HOT, perhaps hotter! Do women get hot with age, that’s a tough nut to crack, I am letting you guys decide, o yeah girls can give their opinions too.
I never knew much about this “I”, thingy before this couple exposed me to it, O’ this one is the I as in the after H one, this one is the I for I phone, I pad, o yes, most importantly I pill.
Thank you, for the exposure, but what is the whole point behind writing a note, which you guys feel is pointless.
We are nice people aren’t we, the so called definition of nice, obedient and disciplined, the perfect league of gentlemen, but I feel that’s not why I write this . I write this because society today has changed and so should it’s morals. The idea of a virgin girl is still as primitive, yet the virginity of a boy is seldom questioned. This was brought to light a few days back, by a proud father of two beautiful daughters, but why am I talking about a boy and a girl, who are in our so called society, undisciplined.
This is where you might feel , I am judging them, being rich is bad, having sex , criminal and doping blasphemous but the point is, they are not. The fact I they are very very important parts of the human society, like DUH, sex, what would you do with it, sex is the single most important part of humanity, the most powerful tool to keep us alive and kicking, not to mention the rest, but the perception is always based on the standardization of beliefs. What is bad is the normalcy with which we treat this things, the way these things are being trivialized and the way they are becoming a part and parcel of our lives at an age, where we must consolidate rather than commit.
Survival of the fittest was an idea, I strongly believed in, I still do, until a few days back, somebody pointed out the biggest flaw in it’s application to human society. The DAD factor, okay, let’s make two things clear, it’s not the daddy issue we are discussing or the incompetency of mothers, I just felt that it was an appropriate term to discuss the passing on of rewards to subsequent generations, which nullifies the chances of the present generation of human species, thus limiting the chances of the best genetic traits being passed on.
In this world of break ups and booze parties, I have a question to ask, how many can we afford on our own credit, how many women/men (just to be fair) can we woo, on our own ability.
So I judge people, because I love to and because I can, because I feel that, only way I will respect someone, now you all can do without it, is by doing things I am unable to achieve on my own accord, because if you are really competing with me or anybody for that matter, I would prefer we keep our parents out of it.
The conclusion is that guy is in YALE right now, the girl in a place money can get her, yet I respect my neighbor who goes to JU, so much more, not because his dad couldn’t send him abroad (O, trust me he can), but because he wanted him to try and go by himself….
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