Monday, July 19, 2010

The Day As It Was

Tattooed Skinny waists,pierced shimmering navels,glossy lips,bleached hair lines and waxed pair of legs topped by irresistible face complexions throughout the country were all I could see around n Aroma of meterosexuality tinged with misty alcohol and grass smoke was all I could sniff around.


The human tendencies are indeterminate,unpredictable and when they are actualized we are all aware of that. The culmination of abuse of “ free will and freedom of expression “ is what can be witnessed only within the confines of a distorted and mutilated society with rented/borrowed etiquettes from the west .The Brigade Road @Bangalore or any other grown up places in INDIA is exemplary of the debacle .
My first foray into the wilds(read:literally wild) of the cyber city.

The fabric malls could very well boast of apt use(read abuse if u want to) of pricing their fashion wears inversely proportional to the length of the costumes. Chicks..OOOOMPH..red hot…justify these marketing tricks…the lesser the better the cooler. Each one of those gals were sweet eye-candies and a sure head-turner,enough to send even the silver screen divas duck for cover. Le-rock,PECOS,brigade INN to name a few ,at regular intervals popped out fresh supply of damsels on the roads…head banging ,swaying toes, hip hopping , all surrendered to the alcohol rush.
The streets are crowded.Teeming with half drunks/probably drunks/ and to be drunks.Every damn source of testosterone walking down the lane seems to be paired ,at least for the night I guess , except few gaping-mouths-unfortunately-unpaired ones like me who stood enchanted counting self heart beats and fantasies running wild.Hungry as I was,my search for a decent eating place nearly ended at a restaurant(supposedly an eatery) which I found out ,before it was late, to be serving not on my table but something hot between my laps. Thanks to the guide(wont mention his name here) who let me free on the roads for such a discovery and while he led me to a “decent” pub,I was shocked to find school going girls/boys hanging out there involved in acts unsuitable for their age confirming that we are really growing up(literally) fast and leveling with our milky white friends from a different time zone.

Rock/desi/fusion music well beyond the tolerable decibel limits is audible from anywhere.
The city never breaks off for a silence.It should.

2 comments:

  1. extremely well said...dojakh ho gaya hai sala

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  2. i have been noticing it for such a long time,but this is a real imagination penned down..that was lovely..kya likha hai jai paji..fir se tumhare fan ho gaye ham.

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