Random Ramblings
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Sassy Sweety v/s Aunty Prude
Aunty Prude: Meri beti Ganga jitni pavitra hai. I don’t want to make her impure by letting her know about these impure things.
Sasst Sweety: First of all that is one of the most inane things that I have ever heard. Sex and pimples have no relation at all and do you think that scaring your children by saying that they will get pimples will stop them? Have you seen teenagers today? They get pimples all the time. So, do you really think that this silly excuse will work? Instead of feeding their heads with utter nonsense, you should be open about sex and have a heart to heart discussion with them. Tell them about protection and insist that in the future if they ever choose to be with someone then they should use protection no matter what. Now, that is sensible advice.
Sassy Sweety: I kiss my girl goodbye daily when she is leaving for school, does she get pregnant? No right! Stop saying such idiotic things that will make your children scared of friendly hugs and even parental affection. You are going to scar their mind if you continue tell them things with no scientific backing.
Sassy Sweety: No, I am proud of it. I am proud of the fact that my parents always taught me to make wise decisions and they trusted me to never take a wrong step. I may have had a few heartbreaks but at least they were worth it. I took a chance at happiness repeatedly and finally I did manage to find it in my husband, today. Sex is not wrong; doing it for the sake of it is wrong. Don’t you forget that. I may not be able to change your opinion today, but I hope that some day you will realize the truth in my words.
A dummy’s guide to road safety
So here are my top 10 reasons on why you should drive safely.
Hospital ceilings can be really boring
You will have to swallow many bitter pills
Once you are out of the hospital, your bad time does not end. You will be in for months of therapy not to mention popping innumerable pills. But do you know what will be the bitterest of them all? The “look” that your loved ones, relatives and acquaintances will give you for being crazy enough to land in the hospital first place.
Bribe money = Party money
Jail food is really bland
Your car is precious
Well, I don’t know about you but my car is really precious to me. If I were in an accident, not only I would get an extensive bill for my personal repairs but also the repairs for my car. So avoid this headache, simply drive safe.
GTA Vice City is meant to be played on your PC
That bucket list? It is still incomplete
Because you hate tears
If you don’t drive safely, then you can rest assured that you are going to see a lot of teary faces someday. Your entire family, friends and yourself will shell bucket loads of them if you end up hurt/ in jail/ dead. So, if you cannot stand the sight of your mother sobbing uncontrollably, be careful while you drive.
Being dead sucks
Reaching for the sky
I was a child, I used to love running around in the park as much as any other kid. I could swing for hours and other parents had to literally intervene so that their kids could have a go at it too. I would push myself to go higher and higher, hoping that one day I would reach the sky and play with the clouds. Swinging used to be the highlight of my life till that fateful day.
I was on my beloved swing, as usual, aiming to go higher and higher when I lost control. I don’t what happened but one moment I was calling out my mom to help me stop the swing and in the other, I was on the ground groaning in pain. I had fallen off the swing and the doctor told my mom that I was lucky that I did not end up fracturing my both legs. The wounds were deep and took their own sweet time to heal.
Once I was fit enough to walk, I rushed to the nearest park to get on my swing again. My friends were so glad to see me that they let me have their turns. I sat on the swing and started off slowly, but instead of exhilaration, I could feel a clutch of fear in my heart. I avoided the swings from that day onwards. In hindsight, it was really silly but I wasn’t really a smart eight year old.
I never thought about my fear of swinging as I grew up. After all which teenager would like to walk in a park of little boys and girls and attempt to swing. So uncool, right? And it certainly wasn’t a priority in my 20’s.
I came face to face with my fear just a few months back. I was out for a fieldwork in a village called Apsinga in Osmanabad district, Maharashtra and I saw a swing tied to a tree. I faced the familiar sensation of fear in my heart. How was it possible I thought to myself? Was I just a kid then? Why do I still fear it?
I resolved to get on the swing right away. But once I sat on it, I just couldn’t bring myself to move. That’s when my friends decided to intervene. They had heard my story and thought it was too silly of me never swing again. One of them forced me to sit and started pushing me, a big task in itself, seeing how much I weigh 🙂
And as I went higher and I higher, I realized that I wanted to touch the sky again. And that day, the children of Apsinga laughed and giggled as they saw a didi go crazy after a swing.