(Thank you Anne Geddes... For the wonderful picture)
Such a weird subject to talk about. Isn’t it girls???... and Guys???
I wonder why this particular aspect is always ignored when emotional cocktail brews within our heart in the name of love. Surely when love blinds you long after brain decided that… Awe… she is some dish (No disrespect meant to women, but we males think like that) or he is some Adonis.
In our Indian movies they show lots of physical activity in expressing love on screen. Please do not misinterpret this as the lots of physical activity shown in Hollywood movies. They last not more than a few minutes either because of genuine physical exertion reasons or censor board related reasons.
What I meant was the marathon run both hero and heroine makes towards each other from at least five hundred meters on opposite sides. Some times they sprint if the director feels he does not have time to extend the scene or some times they run towards each other in slow motion till the director finishes his mid day nap on sets. They always disappointed me when they converge towards each other and hug with no huff puff in their breath. Or perhaps their respiration already stopped and I could not quite gather that they are half dead in their enacted embrace.
Another thing I wonder is hero lifting heroin who weighs a ton (Our culture likes not fashion TV models to be movie heroines) and gyrates on his central axis without slipping not even a single disc in his spinal cord.
Ohh my God!!!
How could that be possible in real life??? I went back to study physics and anatomy to verify facts. My profound concern in this matter also made me refer subjects like emotions and their repercussions on the physical well being of human anatomy and Bio-Mechanics too. When life is too cruel in not making you capable of carrying the grocery bag filled with your wife’s preference how could you possibly end up lifting her against the earth’s gravity, four feet off the ground??? (I heard that for every kilogram that needs to be listed against earth’s gravity requires 10HP)
I am not married. So don’t get ideas about the validity of my observations. But observation is what enhances knowledge. I saw many of those couples who are close to me. My friend and his wife, my uncle and his wife, my friend and her boy friend and my friend and his girl friend. I dared not so far to express my quandaries to my friends who are licensed to clear them with their own experiments. My male friends egos might be inflated to explain me about the intricacies involved in lifting life partner but not getting the spinal discs slipped (I strongly suspect if they ever tell me the truth in this matter)
Love perhaps leaves it stringent norms when one gets married. People tend to forget that they must look irresistible to their lovers as earlier and for ever. Once they get married they elevate the intensity of love to the highest degree and stuff their partners with high calorie food. Or get stuffed by their peers and extended family as the pair looks cute in their nascent image of love blooming unabridged.
And it’s too endearing to look at pairs who look at each other and not looking at their fat layers that over flow the dikes of their waists. I find a perceptibly slight bulge around the creamy waist arousing but its extended enthusiasm in flowing further snaps my sense of libido.
These later developments on physique actually diminish the unique attributes the other physical parameters that makes one go mad in desire. The most enjoyable part of our life… our childhood and youth is already blessed with physical ability to cope mistreatment towards our own body by ourselves. But the day metabolic rate stops one must take a deep breath and take owes of celibacy towards eating rich and indiscriminate. Physical exercise is also is an essential element that keeps everything within the lines. But who would explain that to people who gets married. They are too complacent in performing exercises that are just calorie burners and not muscle builders or fat churners and definitely last for a few passionate seconds and Puff… the engines go idle.
Hehehehehe…
Don’t you think it’s a thought provoking blog??? I must be honest in making my own specifications clear here… for the readers to know me better. I am five feet seven inches tall and weigh seventy kilograms and perfectly fall within the recommended body mass index. I have a perfect 32 inch waist which I plan not to increase even a micron. (Some people within my heart misinterprets 32 as 36… may god bless them right sense of sight and good understanding towards linier or circular measure). And I feel my body shape is OK if not Adonis like. And I seem to have developed a baby paunch. I am a bit divided over this, wondering if this is pretty or ugly or pretty ugly. Because when I visit museums and look at roman sculptures of males I see similar paunches on them they have these chiseled bodies.
Think it over… my esteemed friends…
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