Today I visited my in-laws in Pallavaram. My father-in-law has had a stroke. He had lost control over his left arm and left leg.
It has been a month since, and he has regained his leg. I should say he is recovering well. He is able to walk now, sit down and get up without assistance. But the same is not true with his arm. He is still unable to grasp things. The left side of his face is twitching when he speaks, resulting in wobbly wiggly speech.
He has always been a belligerent, yet simple man. He has not been tamed. He is forgetful, never shoulders responsiblity.
He has retired from a life of 35 years in the civil service. He did very well in his career. After retiring, he had taken up life as a happy & contented old man. Going to all fairs, expos and exhibitions in Chennai. There was not one day when he would be idle, puttering along with his repeated questions.
He started working in the office of a politician. He would go to work everyday, to make 6000 rupees. He did this to earn his pocket money, so he could save his pension.
He has a history of diabetes and high blood pressure. As would be fatalistically expected of such a man, he would never take his medicines in time, characteristic of his forgetfulness and belligerence. He was not exercising, nor was he on a diet.
He just collapsed one day, was rushed to the hospital and he lost one side of the body, thankfully, not forever.
His relationship with my mother-in-law has always been a fascinating thing for me. She is an exact inversion of him. She is everything that he isn’t. She does things that a man ought to be doing for the family. She hates him for making her shoulder all the responsibility.
Their relationship is beyond my understanding. They are from another generation when marriage was equivalent to buying a medicine concoction from a flea market. You had to make the best of what is ordained, as long as the match comes from the same caste, and within the caste, from a good family. They have never known how to love as a man & woman, leading lives of frugality, self-reliance, self-defense and foreboding.
Both of them have never relied on each other for anything other than material needs. Emotionally, they have been far, far apart.
The stroke has for the first time brought them together on a different plane. For the first time in his life, he is dependent on her, for everything including succor and emotional understanding. He is seeing a different woman, 30 years into the marriage. She is seeing a different man, 30 years into the marriage.
I, all of 28 years, saw what adversity can do to an Indian family. It brings the family together. I see how people can rediscover their lives no matter how late. Things that are boring are boring because we are too bored to look at changes. People change, for sure, and we usually just don’t notice it.
I see my brother-in-law doting on his father. His mother feeding him and supporting him in his exercises without a wince. I see him grimacing, pulling a long face, when he is asked to exercise his fingers, but he listens to his wife now. He is meek, accepting, and adorable. He has just realised what a good marriage can do to a man when he is suffering. She has just realised the possiblity that someone who has just been present all this time, unwavering in loyalty, frugal and persevering can be loved. He has anyways been a loyal husband, a prudent father and an unaffected man. He deserves the loving, though it comes only during his suffering.
The family has opened a new leaf. Each one is experiencing a different sensation. They are changing form what they were when I married into the family 3 years ago. I pray they grow to love and enjoy their old age.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Falsificationist
I visited college today in Trichy.
I was perspiring in the air-conditioned car, my heart was skipping the occasional beat when nearing the campus. The college was closed for summer holidays, and I parked the car and lit a cigarette.
The college hostel now sports a gate, with security, non existent during our times 5 years ago.
The end of the cigarette brought back memories, and I had a lump in my throat, remembering the evening walks, my own kitchen-bedroom, my best friend, the rendezvous with the love of my life, the poetry and the music.
Its surprising how things change. The priorities, the convictions and the inspirations. I have become more isolated after college. Isolation for a man like me is heavenly, Escapist and Falsificationist that I am. The latter I have become after college, with proving things wrong and hypocrisy, especially people and ideals.
Falsificationist is a term I accidentally encountered while I was reading Fooled by Ramdomness by Nissim Nicholas Taleb. I don’t remember in what context he had used the term, but in an instant I realized that it meant me. The futilities of my emotions and the paramount importance my own emotions assume for myself have made this effect.
The same term comes up in my definition when I analyze politics, social issues, cricket and everything. It dawned upon me that I was not only what I thought I was, but also a Falsificationist, whether it is a part of the whole, or this is the whole, I don’t know.
I have gotten over the love of my life, my eternal passion for Her by escaping, and not by resolve. Stealth modes, hiding away Her pictures and selective deletion from friend lists have done the trick.
I have stopped writing to escape from my emotions, and what I feel about things. In the process, I have been wiling away time with books, work and alcohol.
I still manage to dodge responsibility, when it is not for my own good, or for my wife and daughter. I have managed to hide the cells that contain the people I would have otherwise cared for.
I was perspiring in the air-conditioned car, my heart was skipping the occasional beat when nearing the campus. The college was closed for summer holidays, and I parked the car and lit a cigarette.
The college hostel now sports a gate, with security, non existent during our times 5 years ago.
The end of the cigarette brought back memories, and I had a lump in my throat, remembering the evening walks, my own kitchen-bedroom, my best friend, the rendezvous with the love of my life, the poetry and the music.
Its surprising how things change. The priorities, the convictions and the inspirations. I have become more isolated after college. Isolation for a man like me is heavenly, Escapist and Falsificationist that I am. The latter I have become after college, with proving things wrong and hypocrisy, especially people and ideals.
Falsificationist is a term I accidentally encountered while I was reading Fooled by Ramdomness by Nissim Nicholas Taleb. I don’t remember in what context he had used the term, but in an instant I realized that it meant me. The futilities of my emotions and the paramount importance my own emotions assume for myself have made this effect.
The same term comes up in my definition when I analyze politics, social issues, cricket and everything. It dawned upon me that I was not only what I thought I was, but also a Falsificationist, whether it is a part of the whole, or this is the whole, I don’t know.
I have gotten over the love of my life, my eternal passion for Her by escaping, and not by resolve. Stealth modes, hiding away Her pictures and selective deletion from friend lists have done the trick.
I have stopped writing to escape from my emotions, and what I feel about things. In the process, I have been wiling away time with books, work and alcohol.
I still manage to dodge responsibility, when it is not for my own good, or for my wife and daughter. I have managed to hide the cells that contain the people I would have otherwise cared for.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Election Time
Pattali Makkal Katchi – The Party for the Laboring Masses, literally - PMK is a political party in Tamil Nadu, founded on the holy principle of working for the uplifting of the presiding caste of the party. It started off as demanding more benefits and recognition of the caste within the State. Transport Corporations and Districts were named after prominent good people of this caste. There was mass felling of huge trees along the highways, as a means of blockading the state apparatus into making the above said concessions during the 1980s. It all started off there.
And today, the party is prominent in TN & Central politics. The leader of the party is referred to as Maruthuvar Ayya – Doctor ji. The son of this leader as Chinna Maruthuvar Ayya – Little Doctor ji. The latter is the Health Minister in the Central Cabinet.
The party derives its power base, strength from the Northern part of the State.
It takes pure genius to convert a small caste based ideology into a political movement. Hats off Dr. Ramadoss for this.
Dr. Anbumani Ramadoss, as the Health Minister has brought in a lot of new initiatives, bold and very much welcomed by the common masses. The Rural Health Mission, Call 108 for Emergency – EMRI, Ban on Smoking, etc. The list is just characteristic of a young politician who wants to do something when he is in power. In fact, one can admit that it is highly commendable.
Earlier this month, there was a PMK meeting – Ilaignar Uridhierpu Manadu – Pledge Taking Meeting for the Youth, happening in Pallavaram, Chennai. The expected attendance was 5 lakhs ----- yes, 500 thousand!
Pallavaram is a small town just adjacent to the Chennai Airport, with narrow lanes and very bad roads. It is well and very much within the accepted bounds of Chennai, within the City Administration limits. A meeting of such magnitude seemed impossible in such a place.
The meeting started off and there was a huge rush, traffic jams and accidents. The place looked as if a hurricane had passed through the GST road.
I happened to be driving on the GST road that evening. The party workers were little boys in many of the buses. I am sure many of them would not have reached the legal voting age. The hooliganism was just unimaginable. More people were traveling in bus roof tops than in their seats. Unparliamentary abuses for cars and vehicles that obstructed their path. I saw one instance of a MTC driver beaten up for seemingly nothing.
This can be taken as bravado or a rowdyish flourish of so many young people getting together in a gathering of this magnitude. One will certainly feel elated, with or without alcohol, when so many people, purportedly entertaining the same political affiliations, get together to show off strength. This meeting was surely designed to maximize attendance, and hence to show the party’s strength ahead of the elections this year.
What cannot be accepted or digested is the drunkenness of the cadre. The TASMAC shops in the area did roaring business, with people guzzling whatever they could lay their hands on. There was even a riot in one of the shops. This from a party whose leader wants complete abolition of alcohol and tobacco from the country. This was reported in all major TV channels the same evening.
This cant be taken as the problem or aberration on the part of this party. This is the sad state of affairs of Indian politics. The same thing happens everywhere.
While a private company has to take the permission of the City Administration, Traffic Cops and other civic bodies to do outdoor advertisment, political parties are openly allowed to put up banners and other advertisements everywhere, even when they cause inconvenience to traffic.
The audacity of such behavior is just unbelievable. The crescendo is just becoming unbearable in Chennai. The traffic is already choking, and one has to weave around and look out for props and “cut outs.
One is left wondering when a code of conduct for campaigning is going to be implemented in India. When are we going to come out of this large scale chaos?
India is still largely lawless. This is painful, yet forms the foundation of our illusion of our much celebrated democracy.
And today, the party is prominent in TN & Central politics. The leader of the party is referred to as Maruthuvar Ayya – Doctor ji. The son of this leader as Chinna Maruthuvar Ayya – Little Doctor ji. The latter is the Health Minister in the Central Cabinet.
The party derives its power base, strength from the Northern part of the State.
It takes pure genius to convert a small caste based ideology into a political movement. Hats off Dr. Ramadoss for this.
Dr. Anbumani Ramadoss, as the Health Minister has brought in a lot of new initiatives, bold and very much welcomed by the common masses. The Rural Health Mission, Call 108 for Emergency – EMRI, Ban on Smoking, etc. The list is just characteristic of a young politician who wants to do something when he is in power. In fact, one can admit that it is highly commendable.
Earlier this month, there was a PMK meeting – Ilaignar Uridhierpu Manadu – Pledge Taking Meeting for the Youth, happening in Pallavaram, Chennai. The expected attendance was 5 lakhs ----- yes, 500 thousand!
Pallavaram is a small town just adjacent to the Chennai Airport, with narrow lanes and very bad roads. It is well and very much within the accepted bounds of Chennai, within the City Administration limits. A meeting of such magnitude seemed impossible in such a place.
The meeting started off and there was a huge rush, traffic jams and accidents. The place looked as if a hurricane had passed through the GST road.
I happened to be driving on the GST road that evening. The party workers were little boys in many of the buses. I am sure many of them would not have reached the legal voting age. The hooliganism was just unimaginable. More people were traveling in bus roof tops than in their seats. Unparliamentary abuses for cars and vehicles that obstructed their path. I saw one instance of a MTC driver beaten up for seemingly nothing.
This can be taken as bravado or a rowdyish flourish of so many young people getting together in a gathering of this magnitude. One will certainly feel elated, with or without alcohol, when so many people, purportedly entertaining the same political affiliations, get together to show off strength. This meeting was surely designed to maximize attendance, and hence to show the party’s strength ahead of the elections this year.
What cannot be accepted or digested is the drunkenness of the cadre. The TASMAC shops in the area did roaring business, with people guzzling whatever they could lay their hands on. There was even a riot in one of the shops. This from a party whose leader wants complete abolition of alcohol and tobacco from the country. This was reported in all major TV channels the same evening.
This cant be taken as the problem or aberration on the part of this party. This is the sad state of affairs of Indian politics. The same thing happens everywhere.
While a private company has to take the permission of the City Administration, Traffic Cops and other civic bodies to do outdoor advertisment, political parties are openly allowed to put up banners and other advertisements everywhere, even when they cause inconvenience to traffic.
The audacity of such behavior is just unbelievable. The crescendo is just becoming unbearable in Chennai. The traffic is already choking, and one has to weave around and look out for props and “cut outs.
One is left wondering when a code of conduct for campaigning is going to be implemented in India. When are we going to come out of this large scale chaos?
India is still largely lawless. This is painful, yet forms the foundation of our illusion of our much celebrated democracy.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Breaking News
I was watching the The News Now Overnight on Times Now. The News started at 11 pm, and now as I am typing this mail at 11:37 pm, i have heard just 5 classifications in the news:
Pak – War on Terror
Obama – I know i screwed up with my list of selected people in my team
People stranded in Borivali station because a train got cancelled
Shri Ram Sene and the fiasco on the pub on Mangalore
IPL 2nd edition mega auction
On this same day, TN went through a bandh in support of Sri Lankan Tamils.
On this same day, a quarter of a million Tamil civilians are continued to be caught up in crossfire.
On this same day, a girl fell into an abandoned borewell and rescued successfully.
On this same day, a tehsildar got arrested for trying to extort money for a land rights transfer.
On this same day, a major accident in TN killed 15/18 passengers in a pilgrimage passenger van.
The list will go on, of the actual news of the day.
This sort of takes away the interest a common man has to his immediate environment, though this is more interesting to watch than a strike in Chennai. I recollect that I haven’t seen one neutral bit of reporting in a long time. Many people who watch News for the News will know.
Sensationalism in Journalism is becoming menace increasingly in our country. A few years down the line, no one will remember what the News is meant to tell listeners.
Take the media in TN now.
Dinakaran, Sun TV, Kalaignar TV, their allied channels are owned by people aligned to the DMK – one will not see any information on anti Govt. issues
Jaya TV, Raj TV are aligned towards the ADMK – one will not see pro Govt. News
Makkal TV is PMK – you will find a mix of all things except news
Star Vijay – Neutral – No news, sadly
Media has become a dumping ground for money, power and vested interest. When one listens to the good old DD News, one is amazed at the spectrum of things one ends up digesting. Believe me; you still will get good, simple, unadulterated NEWS.
Times Now focuses on Anti Terror.
NDTV on Politics
CNN IBN on controversies and talk shows, citizen journalism and mini debates
No one actually says what happened and just that, for the viewer to frame his own perception of the justifications and morals.
I saw a viewer SMS poll on a News Channel a few days back – “Do you think Pakistan will reject India’s 26/11 Terror Dossier? SMS Yes or No.” And the News program featuring the round up of the day featured the result “80% Yes, 15% No and 5% Neutral”.
Now anyone who is not in his sixth round of whisky will be able to tell what this poll is trying to do. How can a common man – of the classic, bully Mob – judge what Pakistan will do? Does he know what India has sent? If so, they are provable, with judicial, forensic efficacy?
The thing that this poll did was to polarize the common man a bit more against Pakistan, with covert influence on a religion, its culture and its practitioners.
I don’t mean to say that these channels mean harm to the nation. They are number driven like a Tata, DLF or an Airtel. People must be made to watch the program. Incentives, motivations and a little tweak here and there, does it for them.
If there is one social evil that needs to be addressed with urgency, it is in the media. This evil will make our people ignorant, complacent and more worried of Barak Obama than a political murder or a robbery in your very own locality.
News need not be told by so many channels, in so many fancy ways. Truth is just the Truth and ideally every version of it must mean and intend the same. But alas.....
Will our people stop activism against politicians and start it against the Indian media? Good media coverage and not TRP can screw social evil, corruption, flesh trade, drugs forever.
Politicians are spoiling our today and the News our future generations.
Pak – War on Terror
Obama – I know i screwed up with my list of selected people in my team
People stranded in Borivali station because a train got cancelled
Shri Ram Sene and the fiasco on the pub on Mangalore
IPL 2nd edition mega auction
On this same day, TN went through a bandh in support of Sri Lankan Tamils.
On this same day, a quarter of a million Tamil civilians are continued to be caught up in crossfire.
On this same day, a girl fell into an abandoned borewell and rescued successfully.
On this same day, a tehsildar got arrested for trying to extort money for a land rights transfer.
On this same day, a major accident in TN killed 15/18 passengers in a pilgrimage passenger van.
The list will go on, of the actual news of the day.
This sort of takes away the interest a common man has to his immediate environment, though this is more interesting to watch than a strike in Chennai. I recollect that I haven’t seen one neutral bit of reporting in a long time. Many people who watch News for the News will know.
Sensationalism in Journalism is becoming menace increasingly in our country. A few years down the line, no one will remember what the News is meant to tell listeners.
Take the media in TN now.
Dinakaran, Sun TV, Kalaignar TV, their allied channels are owned by people aligned to the DMK – one will not see any information on anti Govt. issues
Jaya TV, Raj TV are aligned towards the ADMK – one will not see pro Govt. News
Makkal TV is PMK – you will find a mix of all things except news
Star Vijay – Neutral – No news, sadly
Media has become a dumping ground for money, power and vested interest. When one listens to the good old DD News, one is amazed at the spectrum of things one ends up digesting. Believe me; you still will get good, simple, unadulterated NEWS.
Times Now focuses on Anti Terror.
NDTV on Politics
CNN IBN on controversies and talk shows, citizen journalism and mini debates
No one actually says what happened and just that, for the viewer to frame his own perception of the justifications and morals.
I saw a viewer SMS poll on a News Channel a few days back – “Do you think Pakistan will reject India’s 26/11 Terror Dossier? SMS Yes or No.” And the News program featuring the round up of the day featured the result “80% Yes, 15% No and 5% Neutral”.
Now anyone who is not in his sixth round of whisky will be able to tell what this poll is trying to do. How can a common man – of the classic, bully Mob – judge what Pakistan will do? Does he know what India has sent? If so, they are provable, with judicial, forensic efficacy?
The thing that this poll did was to polarize the common man a bit more against Pakistan, with covert influence on a religion, its culture and its practitioners.
I don’t mean to say that these channels mean harm to the nation. They are number driven like a Tata, DLF or an Airtel. People must be made to watch the program. Incentives, motivations and a little tweak here and there, does it for them.
If there is one social evil that needs to be addressed with urgency, it is in the media. This evil will make our people ignorant, complacent and more worried of Barak Obama than a political murder or a robbery in your very own locality.
News need not be told by so many channels, in so many fancy ways. Truth is just the Truth and ideally every version of it must mean and intend the same. But alas.....
Will our people stop activism against politicians and start it against the Indian media? Good media coverage and not TRP can screw social evil, corruption, flesh trade, drugs forever.
Politicians are spoiling our today and the News our future generations.
Monday, October 06, 2008
To be
To see your child in glee and chuckles
To love your woman like Truth
To swing with the rhythm of the road
To brood over a drink and good music
To see a young tree you planted grow
To earn good sleep in your own bed
To rest in peace over justice served
To see fairness and beauty all around
To feel safe from abuse and cruelty
To feel loved by even one person
To think like the God himself
To dream like this in solitude….
To love your woman like Truth
To swing with the rhythm of the road
To brood over a drink and good music
To see a young tree you planted grow
To earn good sleep in your own bed
To rest in peace over justice served
To see fairness and beauty all around
To feel safe from abuse and cruelty
To feel loved by even one person
To think like the God himself
To dream like this in solitude….
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Of Men and Morals
We were in Singapore last month, our team of 15 people, forming the core of the Mahindra business in the 4 southern states. All of us are educated in premier institutes. All engineers from Anna University, MIT, premier MBA institutes.
We had all gone out on sight seeing on the 1st day and were back in the hotel. Went out to for some shopping and were back for a drink at the hotel.
The second day was again full of sight seeing, with the Jurong Bird Park and Sentosa Island Resort forming the highlights of the trip.
We got back to the hotel at 9 pm, and all sat together for a drink, including our boss, who had come with his family. Had a rollicking time. Till then everything went on fine.
It all started at 10 pm, when some people wanted to explore the night life of Singapore. Me and my partner in customer care, Mr. Nagaraj, stayed back. I was having one drink after another and we were conversing different topics.
At 11 pm, there was a knock, and 3 people came running inside the room. They were looking extremely scared and one of them, a drinker, wanted a drink to calm his nerves. He had a drink and then started narrating what happened to them in their quest to explore the night life of Singapore.
They had all left in taxis, and asked the drivers to take them to some night clubs and one of the drivers was Tamil. He took them to a place where night life, in its literal sense, was being lived.
Mr. Uday was sitting in a table in a bar with a beer. He was looking at the women in the club. Suddenly, a girl came and sat on his lap. She was looking extremely pretty. Uday kept gazing at her, unable to realize that a girl other than his wife was sitting on his lap.
He realized the gravity of the situation and managed to will himself to get off the seat. 3 more guys of a similar disposition and Uday managed to get out of the setup and scramble home to the safety of the taxi. They were back and Uday was shaking from head to toe.
He as scared. He was tempted to buy the woman a few drinks and pay her money to get laid. The temptation lasted a minute and it was a moment of realization for him of his weakness and his strength of morality as well. He was shaken and badly mauled by the experience.
Let us now see what happened to the other 10 people who were exploring the night life of Singapore.
They bought the drinks for the girls, paid them the money, and got laid.
I would recall the instance of one guy, one of my team in TN. He has a son, whom he apparently loves. The drinks and the sex had cost him S$150. He did not buy his son anything from Singapore.
The other guy from TN, 28, got married in 2007 December. His wife is having an issue, 7th month. It cost him S$150 to get laid. He did not buy anything even for his wife or for home. He was the same guy who specialized in taking snaps of asses of women in short skirts and shorts, and boasted about it.
Some people go to prostitutes to get laid alone. Paying for sex, I think, is the basest thing anyone can do with their life and character. Making love and having sex are 2 different things and are confused to be the same thing.
One difference between animals and humans is that the longevity of a relationship lasts beyond the mating process. The relationship is based on love and sex is just an outcome of the love, of acceptance and of an emotion of conduciveness.
When a man pays money for sex, he is not only maligning his own morals, but also jeopardizing the love of his family. Who was a loving father has every possibility to turn into a monster. When money leads to sex, a vital link in the evolution of man’s mind is violated. It leads to guilt and diseases, to the mind and to the body.
What I realized was that no matter what your education is, how much you earn, what your wife does, men require sex for the thrill of the primacy or novelty of the situation or life. A guilty person can’t be a good father or a mother, as a lathe can't turn a square hole.
We had all gone out on sight seeing on the 1st day and were back in the hotel. Went out to for some shopping and were back for a drink at the hotel.
The second day was again full of sight seeing, with the Jurong Bird Park and Sentosa Island Resort forming the highlights of the trip.
We got back to the hotel at 9 pm, and all sat together for a drink, including our boss, who had come with his family. Had a rollicking time. Till then everything went on fine.
It all started at 10 pm, when some people wanted to explore the night life of Singapore. Me and my partner in customer care, Mr. Nagaraj, stayed back. I was having one drink after another and we were conversing different topics.
At 11 pm, there was a knock, and 3 people came running inside the room. They were looking extremely scared and one of them, a drinker, wanted a drink to calm his nerves. He had a drink and then started narrating what happened to them in their quest to explore the night life of Singapore.
They had all left in taxis, and asked the drivers to take them to some night clubs and one of the drivers was Tamil. He took them to a place where night life, in its literal sense, was being lived.
Mr. Uday was sitting in a table in a bar with a beer. He was looking at the women in the club. Suddenly, a girl came and sat on his lap. She was looking extremely pretty. Uday kept gazing at her, unable to realize that a girl other than his wife was sitting on his lap.
He realized the gravity of the situation and managed to will himself to get off the seat. 3 more guys of a similar disposition and Uday managed to get out of the setup and scramble home to the safety of the taxi. They were back and Uday was shaking from head to toe.
He as scared. He was tempted to buy the woman a few drinks and pay her money to get laid. The temptation lasted a minute and it was a moment of realization for him of his weakness and his strength of morality as well. He was shaken and badly mauled by the experience.
Let us now see what happened to the other 10 people who were exploring the night life of Singapore.
They bought the drinks for the girls, paid them the money, and got laid.
I would recall the instance of one guy, one of my team in TN. He has a son, whom he apparently loves. The drinks and the sex had cost him S$150. He did not buy his son anything from Singapore.
The other guy from TN, 28, got married in 2007 December. His wife is having an issue, 7th month. It cost him S$150 to get laid. He did not buy anything even for his wife or for home. He was the same guy who specialized in taking snaps of asses of women in short skirts and shorts, and boasted about it.
Some people go to prostitutes to get laid alone. Paying for sex, I think, is the basest thing anyone can do with their life and character. Making love and having sex are 2 different things and are confused to be the same thing.
One difference between animals and humans is that the longevity of a relationship lasts beyond the mating process. The relationship is based on love and sex is just an outcome of the love, of acceptance and of an emotion of conduciveness.
When a man pays money for sex, he is not only maligning his own morals, but also jeopardizing the love of his family. Who was a loving father has every possibility to turn into a monster. When money leads to sex, a vital link in the evolution of man’s mind is violated. It leads to guilt and diseases, to the mind and to the body.
What I realized was that no matter what your education is, how much you earn, what your wife does, men require sex for the thrill of the primacy or novelty of the situation or life. A guilty person can’t be a good father or a mother, as a lathe can't turn a square hole.
Friday, August 08, 2008
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