ILLUSIONS

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Life Might Be A Reality

But It Is Tainted

Stained By A Million Illusions

Blemished By Hopes And Trepidations

We Build Ourselves Humongous Castles 

On Sands Of Dreams And Aspirations

We Coccoon Ourselves With Hopes Of Calm And Unyielding Happiness,

Of Serenity, Togetherness and Other Enchanting Apparitions

We Also Have Phantasmic Visions

Of Impending Dangers, Of Death, Of Gore,

We Muddle Our Thoughts With Gory Hallucinations

Of Charred Bodies And Scarred Souls

But Then Again, I Wonder

What Life Would Be Without Our Illusions

Without Things To Strive For, Things To Protect Ourselves Against,

Life Would Be Nothing But A Lifeless Misconception

“Please, don’t destroy people’s lies, their illusions, because if you destroy their illusions they will not be able to live at all; they will collapse.”

 - Friedrich Nietzsche

HORROR - THE GENRE OF GENRES

A lot of people like horror movies. A lot many can't stand horror, and wonder why the hell some of us love the genre so much. Horror fans like me somehow can't fully explain why they love the genre so much - maybe it's the thrills, the chills and the edge-of-the-seat action, or maybe it's the endless supply of sleaze and eye-candy. The horror genre is the best in many ways, and although I wouldn't be able to do justice to glorify it, I feel like I need to write this so let the uninitiated know what they're missing out on.

Horror fans almost always get the bad end of the stick, because we love movies that pay tribute to death, gore, blood, monsters, ghosts, and sometimes (read almost always) generous dosages of heavenly bodies. We’re perceived to be twisted and disturbed, Satanic, and maybe even a wee psychotic? However, let's face it, all of us are a little 'crazy in the head' in our own little private lives, so what's wrong with enjoying a little bit of the morbid stuff. 

Being a horror fan can be rewarding. Since most of the people who are reading this post are humans, and since humans are not easily convinced unless they are presented with multiple point-reinforced justifications, here's presenting five reasons why horror is good.

1. People who love horror movies are perceived to be bravehearts - To our advantage, people who love watching horror movies (especially those who watch such movies alone) are thought to be brave and courageous. Of course, not many of the outsiders know that we ourselves sometimes (not me, honestly) pee in our pants while watching. It's something like riding in a rollercoaster - we all know that the ride can be scary, but we all also know that the experience is not gonna kill us at the end of the day.
2. A badly made horror movie is comedy - Horror fanatics sometimes are exposed to a whole lot of badly made movies. But that doesn't dampen our moods, it actually can be a mood-lifter. That's because badly-made horror movies are ultimately comedies - and some of them can be hillarious ROFL-stuff. If you ever decide to watch 'Manos - The Hands of Fate', you'll know what I mean.
3. Action-packed - Almost every horror movie has its share of sleaze. Since horror fans are almost always watching the movie alone, this means an opportunity for a lot of privacy and unadulterated adult-rated fun.
4. Source of employment - More often than not, actors who ran out of work earlier than they intended eventually find meaty roles in horror flicks. Closer home, actors like Prem Chopra, Vijay Raaz, Sharad Saxena, Shakti Kapoor, MacMohan, Kiran Kumar and many others regularly featured in B-Grade horror flicks by the Ramsay Brothers. In short, watching horror movies is our way of keeping the industry alive and supporting so many actors.
5. Connecting people - There's no better way to get people (especially of the opposite sex) closer than watching a horror movie together. The twists and turns and kilolitres of blood spilt offer thousands of opportunities for your crushes to reach out for your hand and shoulder. Of course, if you both are equally scared, it amounts to nothing and you should probably go attend a satsang or something.

Hope I have managed to convert a few people.

Alas, there is no escape now. If you do not watch a horror movie within the next week, you will be cursed with a 1000 sleepless nights due to visitations by an evil spirit (no, not the whiskey/vodka/tequila kind).

Bwahahahahahah* (evil laughter).

G-SPOT

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You're Always Around When I Get Home
Of That I'm Certain, There Ain't No Doubt
You Talk Only When I Want You To
You Don't Bother Me When I Want To Space Out

Though You've Been With Me For Ages
I Still Haven't Figured Out Your Best Spots
But Girl When I Touch You In The Right Places,
You Make Sounds In Ways I've Never Dreamt About

It's Great That After Sessions
I Don't Really Need To Clean Up
You're Perfect...But When'er You Do Get Loose
It's So Easy To Tighten You Up

I Really Hope That In The Near Future, I'll Be Making Magic With You Myself,
Instead Of Watching Others Make Smooth Moves With You.
I Love You My Guitar!

FEAST OF BURDEN

It was time.

The bell boy hastened to his position and struck the gong with his huge mallet. The resonating clang fell on all ears and the creatures made a hurried entry into the hallway, almost causing a stampede while they were on their way in. The assembly was perfect, with straight lines and pin-drop silence.

"Attention beasts of burden!", a thundering voice came out of the announcement system to break the silence. "I hate to repeat myself, but the Machine needs your flesh, blood and sweat to oil its jaws. Remember that you all have families to support. So make sure that you put the last drop of your blood and sweat, every bone and cell in your bodies to their full use."

The announcement drew blank stares from the creatures.

"Needless to say..." the voice continued, "...you'll be repeating this drill every single day. Your sacrifice might not fetch you any recognition or appreciation, but you will be rewarded with what we, your masters, deem appropriate."

The beasts simply listened.

"Now move it". blurted the voice, and the beasts began walking in a synchronised line, jumping one by one into the mouth of the Machine.

The Machine enjoyed its feast, and stayed up and running. Another day had passed.

It was all very good.

ECSTASY

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I Watch Her Wait In Silence, And Soon Enough I Sense

Her Quivering Lips Coercing, It Breaks Down My Defence 

Slowly I Unravel It And Watch Her Hold Her Breath

I Hold It Right There And Wait For Her To Beg

She Doesn't Say A Word, Yet Her Lips Give Her Away

I Break The Monotony And Ruin Her Masquerade

I Let Some Fluid Leak Out And Bring It To Her Lips

Her Lips Part Very Quickly, There's Clearly No Time For Tricks

I See Her Moan In Pleasure, Her Eyes Completely Shut

Some Fluid Spills From The Corners, I'm Fuddled By The Glut  

As She Heaves In Heavy Breaths And Succumbs To The Taste

"Such Ecstasy...", I Tease Her, "...For Caramel Chocolate!!!"