Hostel Life

When travelling alone and staying in hostel… it’s usually fun with lot of people. But you are in mixed dorm and let’s say you #snore, not a big deal because it’s quite common but then your bed is next a extremely cute guy and you happen to fart!! Thank god there were curtains. and then I go and drop your not so fancy underwear in front him. Maan life sucks at times and hopefully I didn’t snore too… but it happens a lot doesn’t it? People farting in bathrooms and sound of peeing and the Fragrance we leave behind after shitting! What can you do.. people should fight these… what’s so wrong about farting and shitting? It’s as common as eating isn’t it? Why only fight for periods let’s make this open so that’s it doesn’t get embarrassing 🤷🏼‍♀️ this is not about man or woman. Everything shits, farts. What a way justify my bruised ego. 🤣

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Perfection

 

People act perfect..talk impeccably, walk, talk impeccable.. I wonder…. are they not tired by it? They want perfect scores, perfect kids, perfect hair… thats too much work isn’t it?? I was in restaurant today wearing a un-ironed kurta with mismatched pants and stole which i found in fresh laundry and came with footwear so mismatched that i am sure no one is going steal them. And then this lady walks in with her perfect hair, perfect jewellery and her dress so perfect that i was in awe for few minutes. Her dressing is so perfect that she is only showing how much boobs she wants to show and you know how difficult that is?? another girl who is simple but neatly dressed with nicely styled hair. and have seen that kind so many today.

When i wear a “party” in other words “perfect dressing” and make a mistake of showing my boobs you should know they either see everything or… no either or “or” by boobs are out of control and they are everywhere and all over the place. That applies to my hair and make up. Thats why the only makeup i use is eye makeup and lip gloss. Oh yeah my hairstylist is still confused why i pay him so much to tell him each and every time “make my hair cut with as minimum maintenance as possible.. i wash my hair and towel dry it and that it.. thats my hairstyle.

I am always in awe of them because how can they work so hard when its easy to be careless or not care about being perfect. Wonder whats going on their mind. But then they are the once who get maximum attention so who am i to judge. Yeah yeah i am judging but i am sure they are too…. I am sitting at a fancy ass place reading and laughing to myself with hair allover and with a not so neat dress… Am sure no one is even going to read this so i can judge all i want.

Shades Of Ocean

I have never seen a Ocean pink in colour. The pinks don’t do justice to the images I seen but they are not too bad 🤷🏼‍♀️

Rape

I was having a “discussion” with someone about a Man who was according to rumours is a pedophile. According to the rumours he was arrested overseas and locally too. Let me get this out of the way.. He is going through a chemo therapy right now. He has a very successful business here (wherever that is) and the place is quite awesome for what its worth. He has one of the best coffees i ever tasted and the guys who work there are spectacular. They are probably the best staff i have ever seen. I met the Rumoured man in many occasions and he didn’t look “that” creepy. And the boys who work for him consider him to be the best boss ever lived on this earth. He takes cares of lot of dogs and the dogs love him to bits. And now he is living with a local divorced woman who is quote a bitch. These are the “facts” I know.

     Now coming to the discussion i was having with another woman who is friend of his! She said i can’t use quotes but it goes some thing like this “Getting attracted to kids is a kind of a disease” or something like that. She said it might be because of lot of reasons like how they were treated when they were young and etc etc and then she said she worked with a 13  years old boy who was attracted to kids. They basically can’t control the urge. So my argument goes like this “ Rapes or sex either with kids or grownup’s is usually uncontrollable. Sex happens when they are attracted and cant control or because of the urge and then you have sex. Rape happens because one person (male or a female) cannot control the urge and force themselves upon the other person. How can you actually feel sorry for someone who rapes KIDS. Even that man is amazing boss and your friend. Does doing that kind of things to kids make it ok?

 You know i might be completely wrong here. Don’t most of us control the “urge” even when we want to jump on the someone. Man, i control myself like fuck. So is this like “Lolitha” should we feel sorry for his need to fuck kids? and be fine and good with it because he can serve good coffee and can talk normally? Or am i a prude to think like that?

Eric

My first impression of the man was he that he was old. He was a wearing a black shirt and dark blue jeans and walking around with a walking stick looking at the room diagnollay opposite to my room to stay. I dint think of him much but later that day i saw him sitting on the balcony alone with a black cigaret dangling from his mouth. I found him very intriguingly handsome. He is White, English and Stylish. I smiled at him and asked him the usual question.

Me: (Smiling) Hi I am so and so

Him: (smiles Back) Hi i am Eric.( we shake hands)

Me: How long are you here for and what are you doing?(you know the usual question we ask when we are travelling).

Him: I am not sure maybe for a day or two and then i have to leave for a film shoot and then maybe i will come back after that.

Me: Ohh Wow film shoot? Really?

Him: Nothing that interesting, They wanted a White old English male who paints and i just happened to be there and being a painter they were interested in me and they asked me to act in their movie and as i had nothing better to do I said yes. (shrugging)

Me: Wow thats interesting.. So you are a painter??

Him:  Yeah.. I paint a little. I dabble with paints.

Me: Do you have anything to show me??

Him: I have few on my phone, let me see if i can find some.( he scrolls through the phone and gives me his phone)

Me: While looking scrolling I find some pics with some interesting statues. I was intrigued and i say him.. Wow these are interesting, who’s are these?

Him: Ohh.. I made them….

Me: WHAT.. you are sculptor too. Wow thats so awesome.

Him: Yeah, I collect scarp and i creat something out it. poSo what do you do??

Me: I tell him.. Blah blah blah

I controlled the urge to pee and settled down to listen to him. When he’s shown his exhibition pictures i was smitten as Douglas Adams came for the opening his show. What could be more interesting to me that that? And That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. We used to go for coffee and I started spending as much time as possible beaucase of the kind of stories he used to tell me. I was in awe of him and i guess little bit in love too.. He was such a proper gentleman with all the proper ettequet.

     His stories are funny, intriguing and he himself is quite fascinating. We used to speak about books, music, Painting (i don’t know a lot but still), Sculpting, travelling, Painters, His love life, me about My non existing love life. How he met his wife.. or how he is in India and how he once spend time with a sniper(I would love to meet him once too) I loved talking to him. He had enough storied tell to fill up my time and not being bored(which i might say, is very rare). He said how he once a met young singer who had magical voice who later turned out to be one of the bejees. I was constantly in awe. God how i loved(love) him. He is one of the Those i would miss no matter what. What are the chance of listening to rest of his stories? I wish i get to spend more time with him.

I wish some day I could make someone fall in love with me WITH MY STORIES 🙂