Saturday, November 12, 2005

Why are we so horny?

Why are we so horny?

Disclaimer: Read the content below with as much perverted mind as you can be.

Yes we Indians, we Bangaloreans. Why are we becoming so horny? Why do we love to press and keep on pressing, why do we like to blow and blowing continuously, why do we like to press and blow and on each curve, each turn, be it day or night or any hour of night for that matter. What do we get? Happiness and comfort and pleasure or sadistic pleasure seeing others writhing in pain or its for fun or its comes handy and comes out on its own. What has got into us, that we keep on doing it everywhere on each nook, corner, every stop or no stop, be it over a small or big huge hole. Everyone does it and making it the latest IN thing, right on top of all IN/OUT charts. Everyone wanting to be ahead, irrespective on whatever they are riding on, try to go as fast as one could, some groaning and no one moaning.

Disclaimer: Please change your perverted mindset and hear some sounds. Have you ever heard a horn, ok how many kinds of horns have you heard? OK better how many different emotions have you gone through when you heard horns? Now read following without any of those perverted thoughts in the real world. Yes the world is this much hypocrite so live in it.

Could anyone explain a good reason for blowing those horns, those shriek sounds that I get to hear on every red light, over every pot hole, from my left as well from the right, those cries or blows that simply want my sensitive ear canals to blow and flow like nullahs were doing sometime back during rains. Can anyone explain the blowing horn on the innermost streets where my home is at 2am when you got those 2 halogen lamps which can guide one and tell if someone is round the corner, or that was just a new technique to show off that “I” exist. What does one get when the clock on red light shows 120seconds to go? One wants to fly or blowing horn would suddenly make everyone in front disappear like my horn has David Copperfield magic. Maybe someone think that by pressing that button on that handle for would widen the already encroached road by maybe 100 meters. And it would get more widened if more pressed. If you know that the front vehicle is dead as a dodo then blow more and pump more as that might make the dead vehicle run like a horse maybe or vanquish as if it never existed and blow horn till the driver of front vehicle get so ashamed of his vehicle that he vanishes or the very next minute would change his vehicle however new it may be. Blowing horn is new IN thing, inspiring even driver of lightest vehicles to do something. It slike harder or more sound you make, more quickly the front one vanishes also rating of blower get enhanced and move ahead in the race. Moreover horns are somewhere we can see equalities. Some buses would have horns as if a old ambassador is about to lie in trash or some new bikes would sound as if they are the real ‘mukkaddar ka sikandar’ trucks.

Could anyone explain what has happened that we have become so horny?

I had never thought that Sufi music could be so sleep inducing or better I’ve this nonsense to give it this credit so I better keep quite and myself from horniness.

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