I am going to get killed for this... but someday I too will be a classified a horny Khushwant Singh for writing the absurd. I know, that the women would say that the damn men species are so outrageously impossible, their attitudes are so wooden, that they couldn't think up any sentence of over four words without getting horny, their absolutely laziness and their absolute fascination and infatuation with outdoor games when they are on a TV. So here is my take on the womanly maladies. (Don't bother ... I have called 911).
I would say that I believe, right in the very depths of my soul, that inborn in almost all females, is the concept of 'Romancing the Misery'. A woman without a misery is probably a woman without a head and not a complete woman at all. I mean she could really be lost. But a woman with a misery to mull over is at peace with herself. For she now knows the answers to the beyond - the realm of her miseries, and the satisfaction that they are here to stay and never go away.
She would put her most abject misery on a pedstal and promptly fall in love with it. She would worship it and rever it. Spend hours in intense pondering, reflection, contemplation, absolute pensiveness, complete with the correlation and interlinking with the cosmic and celestial entities and a spiritual bonding at an elavated higher calling, that would put even the best at NASA to shame. And that, to say the least, is as common an occurance as sunrise and sunset. And, now you know why it is that it is the Galileos, that figured out that the Earth moves and not the Sun, and the Newtons, that figured out why it is that the apple falls down and not up, and why it is the Archimedes, that figured out why the penis's rise up and stays up... well ... thats simply because their minds were absolutely blank and empty and very unoccupied unlike the women of our times.
Hehe.
I would say that I believe, right in the very depths of my soul, that inborn in almost all females, is the concept of 'Romancing the Misery'. A woman without a misery is probably a woman without a head and not a complete woman at all. I mean she could really be lost. But a woman with a misery to mull over is at peace with herself. For she now knows the answers to the beyond - the realm of her miseries, and the satisfaction that they are here to stay and never go away.
She would put her most abject misery on a pedstal and promptly fall in love with it. She would worship it and rever it. Spend hours in intense pondering, reflection, contemplation, absolute pensiveness, complete with the correlation and interlinking with the cosmic and celestial entities and a spiritual bonding at an elavated higher calling, that would put even the best at NASA to shame. And that, to say the least, is as common an occurance as sunrise and sunset. And, now you know why it is that it is the Galileos, that figured out that the Earth moves and not the Sun, and the Newtons, that figured out why it is that the apple falls down and not up, and why it is the Archimedes, that figured out why the penis's rise up and stays up... well ... thats simply because their minds were absolutely blank and empty and very unoccupied unlike the women of our times.
Hehe.
2 comments:
Toothy you could be right but this is why a woman has such more mizery in her life than a man.
No men No tears No misery
That is the cure Toothy
to a woman's lament in this life.
Every problem a woman has in this life is because of a man from giving birth to less pay at her job. A woman is a innocent until a man corrupts her, and rapes and takes her idenity too.
Everyday has more strugle for a woman than a man.
a man is free to come and go while a woman is expected to be home with the kids.
There is allso a pressing of heavy responsiblitys at home on top of her job if she is married.
A woman will never be let by the men around her in her work place to have prestege or higher salery than another man no matter what her qalifications may be.
A woman is allso considered once she gets a Wrinkle to be less desirabe to men.
I could go on and on Toothy...
I can't agree with you more rain :) - that piece was just in jest making fun of the womanly maladies
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