The real issue we should be protesting about

And so it begins...as it always does every year.
Well, it actually has been going on for some time now,
the confrontation between man and nature, between
the olfactory and the sweat glands. Of the senses
and the stenches. It's that time of the year again
where the cool morning breeze in your nostril is
replaced by the warm, redolent effluvium exuded by
many of our fellow beings who could easily be traced
for miles and miles through their scent alone.Not that
i'm blaming anyone in particular. Nature has bestowed
upon us this 'blessing'--the opportunity to percieve
each other and recognise one another by making use of
our olfactory organ instead of taxing our eyes. Of course,
all these attention-grabbing odour can be prevented
by using the greatest invention of mankind since the
discovery of the wheel- deodorant. But, sadly, inspite
of living in the information age, many haven't had the
good fortune of actually knowing WHAT a deo is.

The worst kind of situation is when someone actually
has just enough sense to spray him/herself with
some cheap perfume which has no role in decreasing
the tangy aroma profusely given out by their
generous body. The mixture of the two smell is
what i can best describe as --the exact opposit of heavenly.

So while my brethern in this hot, sweaty city are
debating and fasting on the issue of reservations,
on crime and their perpetual fetish with politics,
my heart lies in this unsung yet very ..um.. smelly
topic which i think should be looked into by all
the experts and the reason behind the ignorance
debated on national television.

My point being- with all media inundated with ads
on Deos and smelly armpits and with the stifling
heat and humidity, why oh why do most people,
even those who can afford to drive big expensive
cars or wear flashy jewellery can't spare a hundred
bucks a month to smell like a human being instead
of smelling like a wallowing hippo whose last bath
a year ago consisted of rolling around in a gutter.
I mean, i really wouldn't like to seat in a
reserved seat -- no matter how exclusive it
may be -- if it's next to a hulking gorilla.
well... a person that smells like one anyway.
It wouldn' help in the dark too. So all the the
power cuts we're all familiar with wouldn't help.
So amidst all the din made by all the zillions of
activists, what I want to say is -- Guys, guys..
let's take a step back and start
from the A in the ABC here. Let's look at the
real issue concerning us here. What i want to
say is ------ Giddup and go grab that deo..Bub.
Maybe then i 'll decide to join you..

Hello (scratch scratch)

Man, this place is almost crumbling. It's kinda strange to be back after such a long long break.
There are online cobwebs everywhere...hmm, wonder if all the other people are still blogging away..

Will have to check it out. First thing 2morow,,, or maybe the next.