Pithy
Talent is like virginity. Some have it, some don't.
My ruminations on life (or something like it), this, that and the other.
Soaps play such a pivotal role in our lives. No no no, I am not talking about the scheming saas-bahu type tv serials. I allude to our cuboidal/ovoid friends who we come in contact with everyday in the shower (I know I cannot generalize so liberally. After all, I lived in a hostel for 4 years myself. Hehehe.But, we shall ignore the exceptions and consider ' take a bath everyday' to be the absolute truth)...those wonderful concoctions from Lever, P&G, Johnson & Johnson, etc. we use to get rid of all the dust and grime that accumulates on our skin, smell fresh and provide some nutrition to our skin. Hence, I have decided to write a piece on my (close) encounters with various brands of soap.
Malayalam bhasha mein agle gaane ki farmaish karne wale hain:
Bekhudi ko kar bulandh itna, ke har jaam se pehle
I was talking to a friend of mine and asked her whether she was pro choice or not. She stayed the course and indicated that according to her religious beliefs, it was immoral, unethical and such to 'kill' a lifeform. Fine.
So, I got in touch with an old buddy of mine. After the usual 'what have you been upto' and 'wow, your work sounds extremely interesting' type of conversations, we veered to women. We were in vehement agreement that our experiences with the fairer sex over the last few years had been a series of well orchestrated blunders, German-engineered errors & unmitigated disasters, all at once. When asked about the types of women I had encountered (ok, 'met' is a nicer word.) in my time in the US, I said: