There are some fruits in my garden that defy logic. There is the Baniya Banana, now this one is famous, because it gives you a slippery tongue plus is a great stomach leveller, if had in moderation. When I used to drink, there were some great cocktails that were made of it. There was the Avalanche and then even better was the Beach Blonde. Avalanche contained Green Mark Vodka to proportion and half a banana. Though I enjoyed it for a while it made me wonder wasn't this a cowardly drink, I mean the Baniya Banana stands on a very strong tree with wide leaves but when it comes the fruit itself it is so gooey, like its spineless. I prefer my fruits to be much more crisper and with a texture that defines itself like a statement. The only statement the banana makes is "touch me not" because I am fragile.
Bravery, the kinds that Lieutenant General J.S. Aurora typified in the Indo-Pak war of 1971 is the stuff historians talk about till today. He was supposed to be the logistics man behind the ground forces in the war of 1971. This man was straight forward, reliable and with a no nonsense attitude that instilled faith in his peers and troops. People say that, bravery had nothing to do with Jagjit Singh Aurora. He was just the logistics man, and I say my friend, every action of his had bearing on the defeat that the Indian Army eventually inflicted on their enemy. And when I say this man was peerless, I mean he really was a pear of the Indian Army. Crisp in his communication, strong, capable. lion hearted and in many ways a ladies man, somebody emotionally capable to handle the as a matter of fact as easily as the subtleties of a man-woman relationship. When he died in 2005, here is what the bangladeshi brigade of that time said for him
“Aurora will be remembered in the history of Bangladesh for his contribution during our war of liberation in 1971, when he led the allied forces.”
So what distinguised the General from, say, a modern day Rahul Gandhi or even a patriach like Narsimha Rao was his attachment to the cause and the sincerity with which he played his role. It is not what we want to be but the truth we say to each other that defines who we become. Role plays are rampant nowadays, everybody has an idea of what they want to be, and where they want to be, the money they want to make and the dates they want to be on, even the kind of woman or man they want to bed. Ever thought of the different roles we play to reach our objective. The general was free of any such incumbents, he might have come from a small background but his mind knew what he wanted to do and that realisation causes my mind to break into orgasmic ecstacy. In all his tenure in East Pakistan, never once the army could have been accused of sexual misconduct, something I can't say about the troops posted in Kashmir now. This was a reflection of the Generals own person set of morals and values, his irrefutable belief in who he was, and that my friend, is easy to forget in todays world. Indeed a brave man
But then I find ideals in the most simplest of thing, remember Brownie; remember my Garden of fruits, and in it, lies another variety the gem of gem and that is the "Kiwi Sharma" fruit. Strong, silent and a believer of faith
'read God.. oops Goddess. Now nobody prefers to be an atheist nowadays, its just not their style, an attitude nowadays demands that you have a heavenly body on your CV, and so even fruits have their gods, for example, the "Kiwi Sharma" looks up to the "Madagascar Mathur" as the Goddess to worship. Why goddess then, why not a God ? Do heavenly creatures have their sex marked out too ? Well probably, because, the only one that Kiwi can hear advice from is a woman and so strong is his preferences that he will talk only to a woman, even if that means being godless if there were no sex in Gods. If he met the male equivalent of the same goddess, say Mango Singh, he would try and kill Mango, even if it meant being clubbed with Satan.
So why do men like talking to only women, is it because they are less dominating or because men have only sex on their mind. Every opportunity to talk is an opportunity to slip one in and try and score. The minds of most pious of saints have been known to be corrupted with improprietary of a Menaka. Do you realise how wrong are the vedic implications of the statement "improprietary of Maneka", and this, if lost to anyone I will reinforce. It falsely depicts that Maneka was the sinner, however she was only doing her job. All men are the same my friend, they will try and slip one in when you least expect it and blame it all on you. Ponder over what I say my friend while I quietly slip into the bar and sip my Admiral Perry.
Truly the "pear"less Aurora.
