Sunday 30 September 2012

whats up with the toungue

Never really understood about the whole role of this tongue in a kiss.
I've been kissed by 4 guys in my life. Each time they leaned in for a kiss - I would always wonder. Will this guy use tongue now ... why tongue? how does that help?

The first guy to ever kiss me - was the like the most wonderful of all ... or maybe I'm saying that, because, you know - I was 16 and at 16 when it is your first kiss, everything is just beautifully wonderful. I still never understood the tongue. Though, his tongue in all other places - was, well. Just right. We kept kissing for the three years we lasted together, but I still never got the thing about tongues touching or searching each others oral cavity.

The second guy, well. McDreamy. Heated Kiss, Steamy and stormy, the stuff they write of, in all your romance novels. You know, dark stormy night outside, stormy feelings inside, just the two of us, love-hate relationship. The fact that he already had a girlfriend and by kissing, we were "cheating" just turned me on, even more. ah. lust. the only emotion, that is so simple. other than hunger. and yet. in all these stormy, dark, and intensely lustful emotions swirling around ... i never understood why he used tongue too. No more anything there, so despite all the beautiful, lustful chemistry we shared, all I had was that stormy tongue to contemplate.

The third guy, I am so ashamed of actually allowing him anywhere near my body; but hey! you always end up with the one SOB you should never have trusted right? A couple of nights later (that I shall regret until the day I die) after we probably kissed more than a hundred times, and I assumed in all my naivety and innocent love that we would spend a lifetime together, I got duly dumped. None of the kisses, even in the veil of the blinding love, in who's grip that I was then, measured up to the first kiss of the sweet teenage, and this time too - I had no clue why the tongue was used. I was more like - "please let me breathe ... I cant live with 15 minute kisses".

And, now, with the present guy, I do a quick peck on the lips or the cheek - and hold the liberty of telling him that I hate to kiss with tongue. He doesnt understand, and there are times when we are doing it, and he just has to stick his tongue into my pie hole. well. being in a relation does mean compromise doesnt it?


Friday 14 September 2012

general rants


There was once a friend of mine, who said he had heard a god-man say in a <em>sat-sang</em> that if his listeners expected him to explain the great mystery of life, or the meaning of life, they would be dissapointed.
My friend told me, the God-man began by saying "life is meaningless". While my friend and I are fellow agnostics, bordering on atheists, he wondered how a man who believed in God could use that sentence.
Actually, I had told him then. It is true. The whole fucking thing is meaningless and useless. at the end, you die. I told him. and he asked me to stop watching movies. at the end, he said, they end.
we laughed, and moved on to more important topics like Mithun Chakraborthy and his corny dialogues, but what I did not tell him then, was that life, is indeed meaningless.
All this fucked up dialogue about God, and Hope and Faith and Reincarnation is just bull shit. or atleast, that is what my life so far has led me to believe. I know, a lot of people would just want to tear me apart for this, and maybe, I deserve to be torn apart, maybe, I am wring about this whole fucked up thing being really fucked up. Maybe is it not just as much an ass fart as I believe it to be, but well, it is what I believe. So I believe it.
but then, most beliefs are also fucked up. way beyond sense. most beliefs put our life into a FUBAR mode.
You believe in the existence of God. I believe passing under a bridge when the train passes by above is good luck. which belief is stupid? which is fucked up?
You tell me - yeah, good luck, until someone shits on you from the train. I tell you, yeah, God, until you shit on yourself. you call me crazy, maybe I am. or maybe, you deserve to be in an asylum.

I'll tell you why you believe in God.
Because you are so pathetic, that you want to make yourself feel important. you want to feel needed.
You have designated your so called God to be the be all, end all, the all mighty, the ghost, the father, the god-knows-whatelse. and you tell me that a day in his life is equivalent to an year of yours. A year in his life is equivalent to a yuga and then you give me more shit about several yugas and the armageddon and the re-birth.
WTF. do you hear yourself speak?
Anyways.
One believes in a higher power looking over them, because they are scared little punks thinking too high about themselves. All this shit about reincarnation - do you really think that the world cannot do without you, and so they have brought you back - albeit in a different form and shape? you kidding me?
No one. and listen again. NO ONE is indispensable. Just like when you quit your job, assuming the whole company shall come to a grinding halt, and half an hour later, you realise you never meant a thing, when you die, a few days (months? years?) later - you cease to be in their minds.
Life Effing goes on. eveyone loses parents, children, spouses, siblings, and life goes on.
Ask me. I live.

all the great sorrow and grief and helpnesses, all that about being unable to exist without them - ask a child who's lost a parent. the child lives on. Isnt that proof enough?

You want to think that life stops. it doesnt. learn to live with it.

I'll give you another reason why you believe in God.
Blame.

Who do you blame when things go wrong? The only reason why "God" exists is so that you can blame that entity. "why me God?" "what the fuck did I do to deserve this?" who would you ask these questions if your "God" wasnt around?

Stand up. be a man. take responsibility. stop blaming a non existent entity for everything that you fuck up in life. stop raping this poor word called God.

FAte, destiny, bullshit. thats how the words should be grouped. you made a mistake, deal with it. you had good intentions, you wanted to live your life, things went wrong - deal with it.

Just because you are a loser today, and living in abject poverty or are so fugly that you didnt get laid, doesnt guarantee you a berth in heaven. this nonsense about suffering today, cos you will enjoy post death - havent heard a bigger joke than that.

You are suffering, cos you are a loser. be a man. fight the circumstance, stop suffering, whining and taking pride in being a loser, because "God" has better plans for you.

Believe in you, believe in the actions you perform. Even if you decide you want to be a pedophile, believe in what you do. no better happiness than it.
Stop seeking acceptance from some non existent loser word.

Oh, and btw - fast if you want a nice figure, fast if you are obese, fast if you arent a diabetic. Dont try and make a mockery of your own faith - "god, I'll fast on shivratri, get me a good fuckable girlfriend", "God, all through lent - I shall fast, if you get me a thunderbird", "god - Im on a ramaadaan fast, hoping that this illicit baby in my tummy dies as a result, I dont want to marry that loser of a boyfriend"

Duh. dont trade on petty stupidities with you almighty. if you have invented him - give him some dignity as well.

And those stupid stories, epics and the mantras that you say - all of them - designed and invented to keep the woman as a second rate citizen.

Raam decided some random bastard's drunken rants are important, the vows you made to a woman arent.
Krishna is your embodiment of a serial womaniser
that religion born in the desert, yes you know which one that is - decides for some reason that women exist only to ensure progeny.
the other religion where this guy was not hung (they didnt know the usage of rope back then), but was nailed randomly, decided that if he has a wife, his "godliness" factor shall decrease.

Nice. women - forever second rate right?

and now, I shall retreat back to my antartica. anyone needs advice in how to become a cynic - contact me telepathically. If I want to listen to you jerks, I shall crawl out of whichever cave I am holed up in.

(disclaimer - isnt meant to hurt any sentiments. meant only to vent, rant and lash out at the general foolishness of the population.)