The song in your head is the souvenir

Drive back from bihar (actually one of our clients where everybody is from lallu land)……..don’t remember how the conversation reached here but then we ( My branch head who is an Iyer boy with the qualities a sardar would also find aspirational , the other a rajastani by birth but has forgotten that the best humps are found back home not in delhi… and me well,, the less said the better) were talking how religion and more importantly the cast system is still prevalent in India,,,, and how the Brahmin boy rose in rank though he is not the brave warrior …. This we proved simply by having a cursery glance at the Indian army ,,,we have all kinds of regiment ,,the Sikh regiment, the gorkha the Rajputana rifles etc …but look as hard as you can you will never find a Iyer regiment … ya no Nairs,,,no naidu’s none of it …….

A friend of mine always told me this little story and said ..............Be like Papa bull not Son bull The story goes Papa bull and Son bull were strolling about when they spot of a herd of cows. Son bull says papa lets run down catch one of them and fuck her tight. To which papa bull says ”Sunny instead lets walk down and fuck all of them”. Wow how cool…… But then that set me thinking. If the bulls walked down to the cows and none of the cows consented, then what???… they have to walk all the way back. While the cows stood there and sniggered. (if the bulls can talk cows can snigger too). I am not asking you to run and grab her but just a thought ......................there is a reason itz called a snatch.