This post has been long due.

We all know that India with its secure, chastity belt has zero tolerance for public display of affection of any kind. In the eyes of the self-proclaimed prudes who feel it their duty to protect the little ‘uns from the harsh vulgarities of life, even walking with a friend of the opposite gender is an offense. Ms.Girl is branded as brazen, and Mr.Boy wasn’t brought up well by his parents.

Now, I stay near the Five Gardens area and couples coyly cuddling, cooing and sometimes copulating are a common sight. A policeman comes along and the usual procession ensues in a pattern like a choreographed dance sequence. He shouts. They scamper away. He waves his stick around. They return after 15 minutes. He is busy in another corner. Repeat.

All good. However, what surprises me is that the ‘authorities’ are blind to affection by people of the same gender. I remember seeing 2 guys neck each other and throw in a few kisses, yet it was the unfortunate straight couple sitting on the adjacent bench that got a good whack. I assumed the policeman would be clueless about that situation.

A few weeks after that, two girls were walking on the footpath casually. Bags on shoulders, mobiles on ear, and a pseudo-American lingo to boot. Only one thing was odd. These girls were happily walking with their hands on the other’s rear. As usual, they got away scot-free, though a few guys sitting on the railings and smoking did whistle and hoot.

If the holier-and-purer-than-thou, celibate netas squirm at the thought of us actually indulging in sex, it would be a scream to watch them realize that more and more people of the same uglies are walking down that road too.

Going by the comments I have received, both in this blog and the Blogger one, I don’t come across as an optimist- A person who looks at cream, not calories; who looks at guns as possible defense, not possibly getting shot in the face by an amateur, one who- in a nutshell, looks at a doughtnut, and not the chubby hole in the middle.

So I decided, the next post of mine shall be aimed to please almost the people out there, some more than the others. Except prudes as always, who can never be happy.

First, I’d like to tell you the factors that helped me decide what to write about. Many guys I know have specific tastes and preferences when it comes to reading material. Years of being a part of forums, news sites, and user-driven sites like Digg and so on have given me a basic idea of what gets a thumbs up, and what gets sidelined to the inherently irritating LOLCats.

Without further ado, post in queue is (tentative titles)

India- The Best Place to be Gay or Lesbian.
India and the Gay Community.
India and Dusky Lesbians.

Mob molests 2 women on New Year’s Day

 

Why aren’t any of the papers heralding Mumbai the way they did after the bomb attacks and floods?

 

Happy New Year.

 

I went to Udaipur- known as the City of Lakes. Here are some random pictures I took when I went sightseeing.

This is a snap of a board of the Archaeological Survey of India. I must say, it looks like a piece of history itself. :P

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The kids in this pic were just 4 hours old when I snapped them. The brown one was the naughty one, since it tried to chew my bag and kept butting us all. The black one was docile, and just spent its time with its Mum. Having lived in the city all my life, such moments are pretty rare.

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The next pic is of one of the doors I saw in Chittorgarh. Since the whole city is a fort, you can see many of these, but this one happened to be in the best condition. The spikes at the top were to prevent the elephants from hammering down the fort door with their heads. Ouch.

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This is a view of the hotel where I stayed at. It was an 18th century fort that fell into deterioration (like many other forts in India). It was then bought over and renovated. Poor quality since I used the VGA camera on my mobile phone.

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I highly recommend the place. You can read the hotel review I wrote of the place here

I was watching The History Channel the other day, and they were airing a show which was about the ancient cities of the world, that somehow lost their glory and got buried under modern ones. Man, as nosy as ever, can’t resist a good opportunity to dig into the Earth, go back in Time, and find some remarkable information about his forefathers. The show went on to illustrate the city planning, the trade, wars fought and general life, followed by the inevitable downfall in the hands of a more powerful enemy. This isn’t the only case, the concept of a jacuzzi was invented by the Romans, the Phoenicians discovered glass and put forth the concept of apartments, and Egyptians horrified us all with incest. This had me thinking, a few centuries down the line, what will be left of our civilization? After pondering over it, instead of studying, I made a list that might give us some answers.

1. Food

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People of Those Days (PTD) indulged in meats, (unless they belonged to a certain class called vegetarians, vegans or dead), vegetables, and a variety of sweets. Given their fast paced life, they also favoured fast foods, a pitiful meal which consisted of stale potatoes fried in reused oil, a meat patty between 2 depressed slices of bread and supplemented it with liquefied carbon dioxide. Point to be noted, the products often had a long shelf life, made possible by added liberal amounts of chemicals. PTD, like many people before them, also had wine and beer. The longer you sniffed and swirled your wine glass was an indication of how big a snob you were. In certain restaurants, the larger the servings, the higher they were priced. Some nations relied heavily on imports form other countries. Many experts, (including your’s truly of those days), compare it to the Marie Antoinette scenario. However, no official complaint regarding the lack of Beluga caviar has been registered from the 3rd World countries.

2. Clothing

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Western Clothing

PTD of the Warmer regions (East) were often forced to wear covering clothes as per restrictions of religions or oppressive governments. However, the West, being less conservative, wore minimal ‘namesake’ clothing. In an attempt to cultivate maturity in female children, special dresses with motivational prints were made. One such popular catch-phrase was ‘Sperm Dumpster‘.

3. Shelter

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PTD in Slumber

PTD were highly adaptable. While some lived on park benches or slept on discarded newspapers, the upper class preferred settlements in well-to-do neighbourhoods. Being social animals, PTD lived with friends, family, lovers or pets. The rash youth would (in a state of drunkenness) often bring home a girl, spend the night with her and have no recollection of his doings. The girl may or may not be paid the next day.

4. People

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(L) First Life, (R) Same, Second Life minus one.

Like many others before them, PTD had their own class differentiation. Some were wealthy, some were poor. Some had a large circle of friends while the rest would never leave their homes for days at end, devoting their time to computer games or worshipping Star Wars. They also lived in a parallel universe called Second Life where members could be rich, famous, and good-looking, without necessarily being so in the First Life. Sports figures and high level escorts (also known as singers) were idolized and their doings were heavily chronicled. They were also known for their fetish for expensive clothes, some of which never managed to stay on. PTD were also environmentally conscious, the rich often jetting all the way from on end of the world to another and back to raise awareness. Those in the technology field were far better role-models, but this was neither proved nor practiced.

5. Entertainment

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One of the Many Entertainment Machines

Entertainment professionals, also called movie stars or George Bush were sources of hilarity and objects of ridicule. They often cost more than it took to run an entire nation, and occupied more print space in various publications too. PTD also took a strange interest in watching videos of people making love. A more passive way of catering to the needs of the public was brought about in a magazine with the symbol of a Bunny. Others had special devices called X Boxes or PlayStations that gave you the 4 S-es: speed, strength, snipers, and sex-appeal for as long as you were playing the game.

6. Diseases

 

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A Disease in Action

Alas! The preservatives in their foods did little to preserve their innards. Given their penchant for fried foods, many people were at the receiving end of jokes, brought about by obesity. Terms such as ‘Fatty’ were known to turn people into delinquents. Another bane to their existence were a vile species collectively called ‘Hippies’. Such is their fatality in numbers that thousands of desperate citizens petitioned to sanction their presence as punishable by death, to no avail.

And there you have it, that’s probably how we shall be perceived a few centuries hence.

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