random thoughts...

sidey!!

this post is dedicated to all those who bring joy to our lives and make our otherwise dreary, sad lives worth living.

people love to make statements. be it verbal or non verbal. it's like we feel the necessity to assert our presence. perhaps its a psychological thing, like the necessity to remind ourselves that we're still around perhaps?? - well i'm no student of psychology (its kinda obvious i don’t know a thing about it!) so can't delve much into that. but yes, i am a keen observer of human behaviour... OK, so not all kinds of behaviour. but where a persons conduct veers to the more 'sidey' there i am, all eyes and ears!! ;o) in fact, that is what makes all the difference to my life. my joyless existence takes on new meaning thanks to this spirit of 'sideyness' which gets into just about anybody and consistently provides unparalleled entertainment.

i was walking to my friends place a couple of days ago, and we passed this normal, decent looking, middle aged man walking in the opposite direction; him minding his own business, we minding ours; (nothing interesting at all about this story so far, but see what difference one man can make!) and just as he passes us he emits this huge fart. ( it was so funny, we had to like hold down our laughter untill we were a safe distance away) it could have been a.. greeting (??) 'good evening ladies' or perhaps a statement; 'i am extremely secure about my body and am proud of the sounds it makes'.
in fact i come across several such 'secure' and 'confident' people, almost daily that too. to be honest, you can't really miss them. they're all over the place. on the road, in a bank, in class!!!
like this once, we were having a serious group discussion and the guy sitting next to me made a crappy (note the pun!) point and as if to emphasise it, lifts up one half of his rear and lets out some of his 'trapped gases' (loudly that too) almost as though he were saying 'so there!!!'. we were just thrown aback! ;o)

then there is another class of men (encompassing over 98% of the male population) who are really not that secure. they in fact need to often assure themselves that their 'manlihood' is still intact. its like they’re standing at a railway station and suddenly theyre struck with fear 'is it still there??? all of it??? I’ve got to check RIGHT NOW' and after feeling around their crotch and resting secure with the knowledge that it hasn't run away they wan't to further assure themselves of its sensitivity perhaps (may as well do a complete check - overalling you see), so they scratch. just to be sure they scratch some more, this time with more intensity. and then some more (- for old times' sake perhaps). a satisfied, relaxed smile comes over their face. All's well with the world. They perhaps gain confidence enough to let out some of their own 'trapped gases'. but all this just for the next thirty seconds until fear strikes again and the process is repeated.

i'm sorry for all the male bashing, but women bashing happens all the time anyway.
click here for details on abuse against women.

posted by deepti @ 1:22 pm