Dog behavior resulting in the increased rate of rape incidents :O

There seems to be some sort of a doggy orgy going on in the streets these days. Jeeno is constantly hovering about the gates, darting out in to the streets at the slightest chance, only to come back very late in the evening, hardly even able to wag his tail. And they all seem to be chasing after this one female dog (she being the ONLY female dog available in the neighborhood at the moment), she is constantly being followed around by a hoard of admirers, sniffing away at the very ground her paws touched. Its absurd really, this outrageous doggy orgy, you could hear them going at it all through the night. One female and all those males too! Oh no! *Gasp, shock, heart attack!*

In this country of purity where the TV screens are blotted out with humongous squares even when the strap of a lady's dress slips off her shoulder or her skirt is lifted a tad bit by the wind, I am wondering why our highly virtuous authorities allow this kind of outrageous, highly immoral behavior of the doggies out on the streets. Well, "inappropriate" cutouts have all been taken down, "porn stars" have been arrested, young lovers strolling hand in hand are being harassed and I suppose they are all too busy censoring alcoholic and smoking scenes off films that are being telecast to attend to the child rapists and perverts that go about harassing women in public. Since all the sources from which our pure, virginal culture could be contaminated with being removed and out of the way, it is maybe the doggies going at each other in the streets that is the cause of the augmented rate of rape cases in the country?

Sexuality has always been a taboo subject in our country. Little boys' hands are being swatted away from their crotches from a very young age and little girls are being warned about this spot in their body (sort of like a death button really)  that they should never touch unless they wanted to die. I for one, grew up with a mortal fear of my body, horrbly afraid of touching the wrong places and dying so young. So you see, we have always been made to be afraid of our sexuality, not understand and embrace it like it really should have been done. But things did improve as time went by, sexual and reproductive studies have been introduced in to the curriculum (although teachers chose to squirm at the mere mention of the word sex and preferred to skip those chapters) bisexuality became the "in" thing in society and people began to discuss sexuality merely to appear "cool". But there had been a paradigm shift somewhere in the near past where preserving the culture suddenly metamorphosed in to forbidding lovers to hold hands in the streets to the utter ridiculous notion of banning miniskirts (Chauvinistic much?) and blotting out 2/3 of a movie just because it had kissing/drinking/smoking scenes in it ( I had given up watching local TV channels out of pure love for my TV set)

What do the authorities expect to gain out of thus glorifying and mystifying this notion of sex? Haven't our ignorant, (ahem) learned prudes across the lake ever heard about the theory of the forbidden fruit? It is human nature to crave for the unattainable, to probe in to the forbidden and gain it, most probably through highly questionable means. So why this exoticism of something as natural, normal and basic as sex and making it out to be something perverse in the process? In Abraham  Maslow's hierarchy of needs, which includes the most basic human needs like food, water and shelter, sex too is defined as a bare essential. What happens when one is deprived of one's basic needs? The results flash across your daily newspaper in big, black letters, the ruination of young, blooming rose buds, old women violated, murdered, young women with their whole lives ahead of them abused physically, shattered psychologically, scarred for life...............................

Hypocrisy is clad in white and seated in the high backed chairs in the parliament. It is from there that they decide to ban all porn sites, take down "inappropriate" cutouts, blur half of a movie and censor the rest leaving only a few minutes of watchable material, while they perform the entire Kamasutra and the whole acrobatic routine of the Chinese circus behind the closed curtains of their luxurious hotel suites. Its hard being a woman in this country. As if all the discrimination, double standards for men and women, the suppression, chauvinistic attitude that one has to suffer even from one's own kith and kin that has always oppressed the womankind for centuries isn't enough. The law makers of this country need a gender change, even if it was for just one day, stripped of their Prados, their battalions of body guards and made to take public transport, just so they realize what the ordinary woman suffers, just to get through their day. They should feel what it feels like to be groped, poked, flashed at, abused with sexually explicit words each day in public transport, on the streets, sexually harassed and discriminated at their work places. The last thing we need are sexually depressed men roaming the streets, waiting to pounce on us long-suffering females.

It takes a considerable amount of time scrutinizing young lovers hands to see if they are even the slightest bit coming in to contact with each other or censoring a film (since there is an awful lot to censor) . Why haven't these geniuses figured out that they could be capturing and punishing half a dozen rapists and public pervs and making this society a safe place for our children to grow up in during the time they stand around tearing down cutouts and analyzing, interpreting and dissecting "porn" videos that they obtained from the net?

So I suppose the authorities will take necessary steps to eliminate this appalling behavior of the doggies on the streets very soon. It is, most undoubtedly polluting, sullying, demolishing, buldozing our pellucid, pristine culture! This is, after all, the purest, most virtuous country in the whole world.
 
So.................What next? Chastity belts for the whole bloody nation?

Avoiding the pink elephant

One of our dogs died several days ago. I was avoiding having to write or talk about it all this while, in fact, I was avoiding her death all together but today, I just realized that I just could not walk around this huge, luminous elephant that is right there smack in the middle of the room forever. Its crazy how these things walk around following you like big, dark, cold shadows, blowing icy cold breath down your shirt as you go about your day. So I shall write about it now. And hope that the feeling will pass.

Isn't it amazing to what extent that we would go just to avoid pain? Denial of truth. Sometimes its just easier to just avoid the truth than having to face the bitter reality that is a little too real for our tastes.

 She wasn't even with us for that long, it was only about two years ago that my mother brought her home, a stray puppy stranded, chewing at a poster on the roadside. She grew up healthy and stout with a rather vivacious appetite but was quite fearful, although she did a hell of a lot of barking at kites, lizards, squirrels and everything else that moved. I have to admit, she was never my favorite, Jeeno having been my super sensitive sweetheart for a considerable amount of time even before she arrived at the household. She wasn't very polite either, she was an utter nuisance sometimes, always getting in our way, always slobbering up all over the place, graceless and her loyalties lied with whoever gave her something to eat, even if it was some random stranger who happened to pass by.

                       We never got her sterilized because we considered it inhuman to do so. Four months ago she gave birth to six puppies half of whom she killed by sitting on them ( Maybe she thought that she was a hen??)  and the other half by starving them to death ( would explain the hen theory cz eggs don't necessarily come and pull, chew and suck at your tits) She just wouldn't let the pups who have barely even opened their eyes come anywhere close to her nipples. Even after we placed them there she would throw them away with her mouth without a second thought. We tried to feed them, under the instructions of our vet but I suppose pups that small just couldn't survive without its mother's milk and care so they died. She was an indifferent mother. She didn't even care.

                        She had expressionless eyes, yet they were somewhat sad, somewhat fearful. They never sparkled with joy, they never expressed gratitude, they just emanated this eternal state of sorrow which puzzled us because she was a rather active dog, always pestering Jeeno to come out and play, pestering us for something to eat. She was somewhat of a glutton that one. So when she wouldn't eat for three whole days, we got worried. She did take her milk though and a yogurt at every meal so she wasn't exactly starving. Besides, dogs have these purging periods from time to time and we thought it to be normal although, we were hoping to take her to the Vet again if things didn't improve just the morning we found her dead. She never looked sick enough to die.

                We have had dogs from even before I was born. We have had several dozens of different shapes, sizes, breeds, sorts, seen them grow up from puppies to adults and then again see them getting buried under the soil after having lived their share of the world several dozen times too. Each time the pain was the same and each time a new K9 member comes in to the family, you promise yourself not to get too attached and to look at them in a detached kind of way, to remind yourself of the ones who had parted and to remind yourself time and time again that this one too shall leave when its time comes. Each time, you promise yourself not to take them in to your heart, that you are not going to shed tears over the inevitable, that after all the things you've been through, you think that you have learnt your lesson and hardened up. But each time with their deaths you have to face that sinking feeling of this gloomy darkness settling upon you, the lead weight of death sitting on you like a huge iron bird hovering above you and pecking away at your brain. No matter how many times you have seen them go, its still the same kind of pain that you feel somewhere deep down. No matter how much you try, death will never be "just" another death. There really are no safety precautions against death, is there?

And now Mother Dearest wants to get a new puppy but I am not so sure. We are tending to three stray puppies and a mother dog that has been left on the lurch in the street outside our house these days. One of the puppies has just been taken in for adoption today, only two remains. We shall be taking care of them for the moment I suppose. I really cannot make up my mind to commit myself to another four legged soul again. They all end up breaking our hearts and leaving us forever. Even if you heal the scars remain. They remind us of all the balls thrown to play fetch, all the times you've held their paws at the vet, all the times you fed them, brushed their coats, being licked at completely unexpected moments, even the times they made you angry............You feel so sorry that you scolded them and all you could do is wish they were alive so that you could have given them a biscuit, a scratch behind their ears, apologize for being too harsh.........................

Why is it that we never learn? Why is it that we turn around and do the same thing, consciously or unconsciously that we promised ourselves not to do, do stupid things like get ourselves emotionally attached to things, people and animals that we know will leave one day, hurting us, wrenching our hearts out, crushing whatever it was left in us to pieces? Nothing is permanent, I know that very well, I have learnt lessons the hard way and I am still learning, but why am I still making the same mistake? Can we love without getting too attached, ready to let go whenever it requires us to do so? Will it hurt less if things are done that way? Why do we have to go and get ourselves diving head first in to deep emotional connections when we KNOW that most of the time, you just cannot trust another not to hurt you? When will we learn? Or am I the incorrigibly and hopelessly pathetic one who has attachment problems that run too deep? I hope not. The problem is, when I fall, I fall too hard, fall too deep and I cannot clamber up so easily. And I usually have no one but myself to blame for being so naive, for being so trusting, for loving, with everything I've got, with nothing to fall back on, thinking that they will live on forever. I really do hope that I have learnt my lessons from past hurts, from past disappointments, past deceptions and worst of all, past deaths of these four legged fur balls that nuzzle up to you and demand a part of your heart which they take with them when they die..................I fall too deep and I never land on my feet. And I've only got myself to blame.

100 things :)

                The Lady is getting quite tired of blowing her nose. Yes, another crappy flu weighing her down and no, she hasn't taken any medication yet. But with all the sneezing and blowing that's been going on, I thought I'l try to list down a few things that make me happy for a change. So here I go. Lets see how I do :)

1. A warm scented bath when you are having the flu
2. Being held tightly and kissed while you sneeze and cough away, him not at all minding the fact that he might catch it too- Makes you feel like a thousand million bucks :)
3. Those elastic phone calls that make you feel wanted and loved :)
4. The cold bath at the end of a looooooooong and tiring day, stretching your legs on an arm chair and sipping away at a hot mug of tea- Bliss! :)
5. That unexpected text message :)
6. Spanish guitar and flamenco music *swoon*
7. Helping an insect turn the right side up when it is struggling
8. Your favorite song playing on the radio when you are having a really crappy day
9. Roses. White and red roses - Just lovely
10. Waking up and realizing that you could stay in bed the whole day if you wanted to ;)
11. Cookie dough! :D
12. Discovering somebody that you haven't met in a very long time on FB
13. Having some random person come up to you and say "I read and love your work"
14. The phrase "I need you"
15. Leaning on the balcony railings on a rainy day, enjoying the cool breeze and letting the rain wash off your face
16. Someone getting a second or third helping of a food that I've made :)
17. Dancing silly to some silly song that you don't even like
18. Meeting somebody that you have admired for a very long time in the flesh :)
19. Sound of the rain
20. The smell and the sound of the sea
21. Strawberries and cream!! - My life has never been the same since I discovered this combination. The ultimate cure for any bad mood \m/
22. Chocolate coated strawberries- think Satan just winked ;)
23. Going out of the way to step on that crunchy looking leaf or to kick that stone along the road
24. Clouds :)
25. Evening walks
26. Celtic music- Nothing short of orgasmic!
27. Sea shells- I'm just fascinated by their various shapes and forms
28. Old places- This should probably come somewhere along the top. They have SUCH  a vibe to them, so much of untold tales within those walls. I'm addicted *sigh*
29. Chunky bangles and jewellery with BIG, semi-precious stones
30. Having a horrible nightmare, waking up to realize that it was just a dream *phew*
31. Suffering a breakup, waking up one morning and realizing that the pain is gone
32. Street fooooooooooooooood! :D
33. White lilies
34. That first bite in to a Mars bar
35. Solitary ramblings on a beach
36. Gigs, live music
37. Lectures ending early *yeeeyy!!* :P
38. Sudden inspiration to write and realizing that you've created something good :)
39. That first glimpse of a loved one after a long time, the anticipation, counting hours <3
40. Butterflies in the tummy
41. Staying up at night and wondering what everyone else is dreaming about
42. Chocolate fudge on a rainy day
43. Food inspirations! Creating a new dish that nobody has ever heard of (or thought of) and finding out that its actually edible :P
44. Puppies! - Again something that should have come at the top
45. Mangoes in yogurt :)
46. Helping random strangers and seeing them look all bewildered :D
47. A complete stranger coming to your rescue out of a sticky situation and turning out that you had helped him/her before and he/she remembered you :)
48. Candlelight and sandalwood incense <3
49. Early morning at the temple. Cool, crisp and extremely peaceful
50. Corsets and Victorian garments- Gotta love those classic dresses and accessories ;)
51. Anything goth- Be it gothic architecture, gothic dresses, goth music, goth make up, gothic art, etc Yeah, I'm pretty dark
52. Haunted (allegedly or for real) mansions, ghost stories, looking at old photographs and wondering what sort of a life those people had
53. Graveyards
53. Colosal Gothic churches, stained glass windows
54. Old statues
55. The Western Classics
56. A kiss on the forehead- Again something that belongs at the top
57. A SUPER TIGHT, never-ending hug by that special person- I get plenty of those ;)
58. Falling asleep in your loved one's arms and waking up next to him realizing that he's all yours- The MOST incredible feeling in the world :)
59. Autumn
60. That fleeting moment of chill when the flight takes off the ground
61. Smell of baking <3
62. Tripping, looking around and realizing that nobody had seen you :D
63. The theater- Always makes my heart pound <3
64. Seeing your parents wipe happy tears because of you
65. Running late, finally arriving at the spot and realizing that you weren't late at all! :D
66. Being early for a lecture- Believe me, its a very rare occasion :P
67. Thinking you are broke and discovering the odd thousand rupee bill in a jeans pocket that you've stowed away for a rainy day
68. An unexpected hug from behind :)
69. Friendly, non-creepy tuk tuk people
70. Upcountry train rides and putting my head out of the window and singing weird songs :D
71. Warm cheese toast on a rainy day
72. A loved one getting protective ;)
73. Holding hands while strolling on the roads
74. Politeness and good manners in men. Sexy as hell
75. Tinsel and Christmas decor! - I know I'm too old to be attracted by shining things, but what the hell! :P
76. Looking at old photos and videos and laughing, remembering the good times *sigh*
77. The smell of new books, new stationary
78. Finding that gorgeous outfit that fits you perfectly and gasping at the price tag coz its damn cheap
79. That long awaited sneeze that was tickling your insides FINALLY escaping the nostrils- Orgasmic, let me tell you
80. That first gulp of icy cold fizzy beverage hitting your throat after being thirsty for so long- Bliss!
81. That occasional realization that the life and happiness of another living, breathing, beating heart is your sole responsibility-  Makes you SO grateful when that happens
82. When my doggy comes and snuggles up me when I'm in a crappy mood
83. That moment when a song, vocals or a guitar riff hits its climax, you get goosebumps and your hair stands on end
84. BIG, hearty laughter
85. Sounds of the TV, people talking and a baby crying coming out from inside a house where all its windows and doors are open
86. Getting wet in the rain and coming home all drenched while people stare at you amazed
87. Electricity going out on a rainy night and sitting there listening to the silence and rain drops falling
88. Getting a brand new electronic equipment and learning to work it all by yourself - Trust me, its a big achievement for someone who's as dumb as me in the tech savy department :D
89. Magic, fantasy and mythical creatures- Be it centaurs, dragons, unicorns, elves, vampires, griffins, krakens, hydras, etc, they get the juices flowing. Again something that belongs at the top. 
90. Loooong flowing dresses <3
91. That hair raising moment when you are watching a movie and you are sure that the hero is going to lose but his armies arrive at the last moment and they have this epic victory!
92. Somebody you thought you didn't like much turning out to be a pretty awesome person and it turns out that you have quite a lot in common <3
93. Wuthering Heights and Heathcliff- I've always wanted a Heathcliff *sob sob*
94. Getting complimented on my looks on a day when I thought myself pretty disgusting looking- Yes, I'm vain like that :P
95. Pancakes!- Although my pancake cravings depend on my moods, I find that my mom's pani pol pancakes are for all seasons
96. Playing the violin- Haven't done that in a long time  but, its something that makes me happy :)
97. Wind in the hair when you are on horse back- Such freedom, such speed <3
98. That feeling of absolute freedom after finishing off an assignment- Heaven! 
99. Seeing so many hits on your blog's stats ;)
100. Feeling loved, wanted and cared for :)

There you go, my list of 100 things. I'm pretty sure I've missed out on another 200 something things that make me happy so I will keep updating. For now, this is it. Good night everyone. Have a great night :)