The trip I shall never forget..

OK readers! Guessing game! I live in India. I am going to talk about a trip to a place so trippy, so awesome, so alive that anyone who goes there never wants to come back. Hint: It's a Union Territory, it has beaches, it is the only place in India where gambling is legal and it is full of life. If u still don't know which place I am referring to, u better hit ur head with an atlas. Yess, Ladies and Gentlemen, I am talking about Goa!! The mere mention of this splendid city's name, takes me back to those memories.
The trip started off with us 2 guys putting the idea in other people's heads, of a trip to Goa during the approaching long weekend. The idea went viral but attracted only 2 more guys to the "yes!lets go!" pack. I deliberately am leaving out all the negative aspects of our trip coz they were nothing compared to the good times. We took a bus in the night after office and the next morning we were there! We were to stay in a 5 star hotel! Yayyy! We rented 2 bikes, took the rooms in the hotel, dumped our stuff and baby!it was on! the trip! Now I am going to skip the part about beaches, chicks with small shorts, the hip crowd, the parties coz that's what everybody experiences in Goa. I had had those experiences before so no special mention. A special shout out to all those who love Colva beach; that's the best beach ever! All others are somewhat okayish. Me and another friend even went ahead with the "full body massage fad" and came out disappointed, for reasons obvious to most guys of our age! But coming to why I chose to write this blog, "The Casinos". Man! those places are extremely worth every penny u spend there! Obviously, not if u are a professional gambler who keeps on spending all his/her hard/not-so-hard earned cash there. But if u r a tourist like us, u should go ahead and spend money there without hesitating. The experience of gambling in the open with so many different kind of people, in such a professional and attractive atmosphere is just so mind blowing! I love Roulette and that is what I played for 12 hrs straight! yess!! And I wasn't even tired when I got up from the table! Poker is my favourite but unfortunately, all tables were high stakes, so I being an amateur couldn't muster the courage to get inside the game. But, Roulette, I played sensibly and used my keen sense of "forecasting", plus my brains to get the exact number twice!! n guess what?!! I had bet only 1 chip both of the times on that single number! After playing for so long, Me and my friends, we got out with more than 3 times of what we had invested!! Pretty neat, right?! We went there again the next day, this time in the day though, not many people were there, and we kind of just covered up our investment when we got out this time. We had to rush to the bus station to catch our bus back to the place where our lives would once again become banal and trite. Now, bombarded with extravagant memories of Goa, I am yearning to go back there again. Hope that happens soon!!. Cheers

The Hairy perspective

(Disclaimer: I am a feminist in the purest form and I respect women from the bottom of my heart. But at times, I like to be crude and this is one of those times:p)

In the epic style of Mr. Clint Eastwood “There are two kinds of people in this world. One who are hairy and one who are not!”.

Body hair have (for years now) been “mistreated”, “misbehaved” with and “disrespected”. We humans have become intolerant to body hair to the utmost level. We rush to get the weapons of mass “hair” destruction if even a single strand of hair spotted on the body. I ask, what have the poor hair done to us?! Why do we want to get rid of them like USA wants to get rid of environmental restrictions? Why do we treat them like they don’t belong there? Well, I, being a one man show, would like to answer this extremely thoughtful question myself.  

The cause of this problem, like many other, is none other than “the women”. In the old days, the women were sensible. They kept their “hair-hate” issues to themselves and shaved off their own body/ facial hair but the contemporary women have now successfully planted this “hair-hating” propaganda into the easily influenced minds of the opposite sex also. Gone are the days of the wild west, when the number of body/facial hair on a man were a symbol of his manliness. These days even the men don’t prefer to look manly. We shave off the body hair even though they are there for a divine purpose keeping us warm and protected but have we ever thought what a strand of hair feels about that?! Have we ever even cared to think what the strands want?! Most of the strands don’t even get to live 20% of their life when they are shaved off. Poor chaps! Killed! Decapitated! Pulverized! That too at such a young age.

A food for thought my fellow men, If a woman is thinking “I wish I had opted for my hair removal”, that makes her beauty conscious but if a man is thinking “I wish I had opted for my hair removal”, he is just gay. Although it is a fact that these days, the hairy ones always end up being bikers or scientists while the non hairy ones end up getting all the chicks; it is the ones with hair who are true men.