COST OF CARRYING A UTERUS - 3

Next morning, while having breakfast in the pantry, Radha asked Neha, "I think we are to go watch the movie today".

"What movie?" Neha asked with surprise.

"Didn't Leena tell last evening...? Radha reminded her.

"O, yeah! let's see what's she upto" Neha replied

"Make up your mind, haven't been to CP for long" Radha urged.

"Yeah, come it's gonna ring" Neha said and stood up.

Radha too followed her.

"Metro is such a pretty thing that has happened to Delhi" Radha uttered the doors closed past her.

Though, it wasn't peak hours, yet metro coach they entered was full of passengers.  Some travellers still didn't find space to sit. On next station, two girls left their seats which were immediately claimed by Radha and Neha. Leena still stood in front of them. 

A boy stood next Leena incessantly stared at Leena. The trio had however noticed it but preferred to ignore him. However, Leena felt uneasy for she noticed him staring at her.

"He is dialing wrong number, doesn't know she won't ever allow him to say hi" Radha whispered into Neha's ears. "She won't even kick his ass" Neha added and they both giggled out together.

Though Leena understood that it was related to her, yet she couldn't get what it was for. It also irritated her a bit further. As both Neha and Radha noticed her mood swing, Neha offered her to come on her seat but Leena denied that yet she once more stole a glance towards the boy on the pretext of tweaking her hair; he still continued stare like a maniac. Leena seemed to be at her wits end. 

She also checked her tank top and Capri to ensure something isn't wrong on that account. Everything was fine and in place. She managed her bun again and with that, she turned her neck behind once more and stole a glance. What the heck, he was still staring. "What an incorigible creature" she thought to herself.

Radha noticed it all while Neha was busy checking her phone. Leena was upset and was about to ask Radha to her sit when the announcement came, "Next station is Rajiv Chowk". Both Neha and Radha stood up and moved towards the door. There was a huge crowd waiting to enter the train at the platform. The boy too followed Leena, whereas Radha followed him with Neha behind her. 

"What's up?" Radha asked. "Hell" replied Leena, making face and mincing, her body taut and nostrils fuming as if Radha offended her.

"Something wrong?" Radha asked.

"Don't mess, just follow" Leena only replied.

The moment they came out of the station, Leena approached the ice-cream vendor and asked for one.

"You too?" she looked at the duo not before she had taken a bite of her own.

Radha looked at Neha who in turn only stared at Leena with a frown.

"Two more" Leena took the safe bet.

There were already around 20 persons, most of them their age, waiting outside the entrance of American Centre.

"Kissing Jessica Stein" Leena read aloud the name of movie.

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Weed - #Raincoat

Recently, a post praising use of weeds before intimate moments made me think on the phenomenon.

Intoxication, any sort of it, is akin to a self inflicted injury (read numbing here). Especially while intimate moments, one is taken for a ride by the intoxicant and he/she becomes a puppet/hostage in its hands. Whatever is done is done by the intoxicant, 'through' the bodies. Similar to doping, the performance is not of the human body but that of the drug, consumed only to make one less sensible. And we all know that such an athlete may, only wrongly, feel victorious only momentarily though, he isn't accepted as an actual winner. 

Another consequence of intoxication is a gradual increase in demand, which, if not met, results in decreased, less than normal even, performance besides other withdrawal symptoms. Unfortunately, only those who don't know how to apply what we humans have been bestowed with, are attracted towards, and later trapped and often subsequently incapacitated, by such 'supports'. Strange, and horrible too, how could someone deliberately arrange to feel lesser of the most magnificent sensory experience entrusted to the human beings. That's possible out of gross ignorance only. 

What would we call a person who craves to feel the rain but comes out wrapped in a #raincoat only in order to 'stay' there longer than his usual capacity, and no single raindrop actually touches his skin. Aren't feelings a subject to a conscious state of mind and body? An unconscious or semi-conscious person can't stand 'WITNESS'. As such, to feel the rain, one has to be out in the open without a cover.

Forced Conversion

I can't quit on Krishna, though I respect everything else, equally. Don't I always greet you with Dhanji?

That's insufficient.

To you that may be. But one thing I can't understand as to how come your babaji accept someone forced to succumb to him? Won't he recognize?... If he doesn't, then he doesn't deserve to be what he is considered by his disciples. It's clear.

Whatever, you have to or else....

What "or else..." Come what may. Just try to understand...think it over just once, with a cool mind. The one who asks someone to quit on something, just anything, isn't a competent leader; religious or any other kind. He must be a magnet unto himself attracting all the souls helplessly towards himself or else he doesn't have it... at all.

I thought you too believed and understood it well. Isn't it all the same and one?

I don't wanna hear anything; you do it or face consequences.

You are wrong, I already take them all with equal reverence. Why should I or someone else quit on what he loves? He should be free to do it as per his own will. If the second one holds water, the follower should/would forget everything else, without any such direction or even intention. Just try to understand how much stressed I am just because of this silly requirement of yours or your babaji.

No that's not possible...

You have to or I.... but was interrupted.

Tell me one thing, why are you so desperate ? Is any incentive assured if you get me there? Or is there any personal.... pause...

Now I recall something.... do you remember you showed me His pic, your Babaji? Quite personal, and close, His hair dripping wet... in or almost immediately after a bath. Also telling simultaneously that it's a privilege not allowed to many. Is this the way you think? 

And yes, you only even used #ISKCON, considering it my weakness. Though, I am thankful to you for that... for considering it so to me. He, only He, has always saved me... you too know that. Don't you?

Remember that azar door of the cupboard?

And yes, what about that #terrorist arrested from your house? I think the officer who handled that case is also behind this #forcedConversion insistence of yours. I think that man was from the same organization that is reponsible for @attackonamerica including attempts for attack on Pentagan and also #ParliamentAttack. 

Is that officer also a follower of Dhanji? What is your purpose finally? Above all, what would be the next course? #Beef? so far as I believe, he doesn't disapprove of that... 

Don't keep quiet, answer...

It's none of your business... you just do what is asked.

Come on, then who else's business is it?   Do you know that

POLES APART; YET ONE

After watching some articles on female Viagra recently, I observed that the main symptoms it causes on a subject are quite similar to those of anti-depressants; it relaxes, brings at ease a person. Whereas, the symptoms caused by the male Viagra are extreme opposite to its female counterpart. To be more precise, Male Viagra induces increase in BP whereas, Female Viagra induces the lowering of it.

Obviously, the researchers must have invested huge efforts before reaching the final conclusion and releasing both the drugs. The question is, why do the opposite, extreme opposite, qualities are required to be there as pre-requisites in order to achieve the desired destination?

Is the role expected from the feminine is nothing more than only being willing? If so, are the perpetrators forcing themselves on women at large, be it in marriage or otherwise, are missing at something virtuous, the very core? Are they interpreting it all wrong, horribly?

In Chinese philosophy, yin and yang (also yin-yang or yin yang, 陰陽 yīnyáng "dark—bright") describes how opposite or contrary forces are actually complementary, interconnected, and interdependent in the natural world, and how they give rise to each other as they interrelate to one another. (Courtesy; Wikipedia)