Sunday, May 20, 2012
5 feet 5 Inches of Pure Perfection
Its been a month and I come back to see that blogspot has moved my cheese , by changing the whole look.
Dont you just hate changes?
Why do we seek to improve on things that needs no improvement. We invented it for godsake and since we did, i think , we can at any point of time, lay it on the table , look at it and then say with a deep exhalation of breath:
There. Perfect. Its finished.
But nooo. Continous improvement. Seeking prefection. Its a never ending moving of cheese for people like me who likes to stand still and wait for the inevitable ceasing to be. Its annoying. Just when you start to get the hang of it, I bet they will change it again.
Isnt it strange that when we seek perfection, we are rather admiting that there is no perfect things that does not require further perfecting?
Like the perfect man.
Now. I consider myself a perfect man.
My wife begs to differ.
But there are other women, who are not married to me, who thinks that I am the perfect husband, mothers who have not borne me, declare what a perfect son I would make, girl friends who have not fucked me, saying that I would be the perfect boyfriend.
Iam perfect. By default.
My wife seems to be oblivious to being in close proximity to such perfection.
One of my friends send me this joke :
FIVE RULES FOR WOMEN TO FOLLOW TO A HAPPY LIFE:
1.. It's important to have a man who helps at home, cooks from time to time, cleans up, and has a job.
2. It's important to have a man who can make you laugh.
3. It's important to have a man who you can trust, and doesn't lie to you.
4. It's important to have a man who is good in bed, and likes to be with you.
5. It's very, very important that these four men do not know each other.
There you go.
For men this is a no brainer. We just want to sleep with five women if we had the opportunity and pray that they never meet each other. For all the rest of that stuff, we prefer one woman.Seriously.Name me one man who says that we needs 4 women to fulfill his emotional needs, and I will show you a predator. He's hunting.He baiting. Hes preying on the fact that most woman will not find complete fulfillment in one man, especially after marrying one.
I dont get women.
You can get a clue to their genetical makeup by observing the fact they need more than 5 pairs of shoes and a handbag for each day of the week.
And they say we need variety.
Draupadi must be the ideal marraige for a woman. Five men to fawn over her and shes pining for someone else.
Truth be told, I dont make any attempt in understanding them as women. I see them as persons. With boobs.
Remove all the garb that has been piled upon our species in the name of society, cultual, moral what nots, and you will find underneath all that self proclaimed garbage an animal who is pretty much doing what they have been doing for the last 10,000 years.
Iam personally suspicious of this propoganda by the women in the name of equality, trying to make men into women.
What the fuck is a metrosexual male?
Do women actually like men with hairless chest? Or do they stand together in the bathroom and snigger at the poor bloke who in his insecure , delusional , vulnerable phase has been convinced that sporting a hairless torso is the latest way to get into a woman's pants?
We all know that we will do anything for love but we wont do that. Now they got us doing just that.
Men dont have emotional IQ. They dont need it.In the larger scheme of things, its an unnecessity. The only good it seems to do is to enable us to try make some sense of a gender that does not want to make sense.
Try making sense of that.
They call it being mysterious. I call it fucking irritating.
Iam a man.
How we guage our need for a woman is by asking ourselves if we have to take a long trip,a really long trip into an unknown part of the world alone, who would we have by our side?
It would probably be someone who will help us with the cooking,clean up etc, someone whose company we enjoy,someone whom we can trust , who will not betray or hurt us , someone who finds us the sexiest man alive and for whom we mean the world.
It will be just one woman.
It will always be just one woman.
It just isnt practical to go on a road trip with more than one. The conversation alone will kill you.