Let us accept this obnoxiously ugly truth (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1142988/synopsis) that all men are perverse. Though, Katherine Heigl has different idea on this but who gives her a darn as she herself had the history of getting knocked up by a sucker. (For more details,http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0478311/). Believe me or not, these musings are neither a self inflicted schadenfreude or been maliciously syndicated by any male bashing feminist Ku Klux Klan. I am just standing on the masses of irrefutable evidences scattered all over the place and watching you all still scheming, bitching and licking your wounds. This is neither a vicious guilt journey nor a mala fide booby trap , I am just playing Devil's advocate here ... so allow me to ask you all for a little stop over in our mad adrenaline drive and think through this . You, me or them - haven’t we all been playing this Mr. Right game since the time we had seen the light of days as kids entering into the Boyzone. “Boys can go any length to impress us , You all are real MCPs", Remember hearing these immortal line from your last flame , when she broke up with you as you tried too hard to transcend her friendship to different level. Or, those class acts of getting committed to most saucy PYTs on your own; inspired by love at first sight syndrome. We all are real virtuoso in this art , gifted by God with a perfect DNA to enact it immaculately umpteen number of times with as many as PYTs that come across our myopic eyeballs. How ever, focus never gets lost with eyes fixated on the jackpot.
And, we are still not done yet. Each of us becomes epitome of perseverance personified in our own right. We push the envelope to unimaginable abyss. They have also rightly said that scripture is the last resort of scoundrel. We disguise ourselves as philosopher, mentor or as spiritual guide to them. God save those innocuous poor things, we lie low, hang around them unobtrusively, wait for their weak and our opportune moment and then extend our strong (??) shoulder to give that supposedly caring repose to the damsel in distress. Unfortunately, this trick has also lost its sheen with too many of wannabes competing among themselves with their bleeding heart. After all, too many cooks spoil the broth. You are beaten in your own game.
Desperate moments call for desperate acts. We surrender ourselves as beggars though deep down, we are still that primordial pervert. We play our biggest sucker act; we transform ourselves into a self pitying moron, looking for a few words of solace, occasional peek in cheek or a gentle touch of empathy from them. The battle of sex has now reached its anti climax and we wait with baited breath for the prey to come open for our savage game. Hey, things are yet not unfolded completely with each of us still evaidng the UGLY TRUTH while reading these ending lines.... I am a Man of true vitrues and not up to this designs. Cut that crap , Pal..... .... You are already thinking of taking this game to another level....
By now , You are aleady neck deep in this holyshit... Mind your next step lousy Pervert ...
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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