So What Is Sex?

Me: The main reasons for divorce and separation are sex and communication according to recent researches and family counselling practitioners I came across during a symposium.

The Wise One (TWO): Sex and communication enh?!

Me: Yeah, sex and communication.

(In a while...)

TWO: Isn't sex a non-verbal communication?

Me: Yeah.

TWO: A non-verbal communication of love?

Me: Yeah, perhaps.

TWO: Then why don't we just say "communication" is the culprit for broken homes?!

Me: ...

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The Great Indian Sexuality Contd.-The Stare

Some stares that are deemed the fundamental rights to men (in the unwritten rule book, ofcourse) in our constitution:

#1. Mandatory stare at (even slightly) fair women
#2. Guaranteed stare at hourglass figures (even if not fair... not unfair)
#3. Optimal stare at "Oops!" moments
#4. Shorter the skirt, longer the stare
#5 Newton's new law: Time of stare proportionally increases with the size of the object it stares at
#6 Suspicious stare at girlfriend
#7 Quick stare at wife
#8 Desperate stare at even the shadow of a woman
#9 A must stare at a woman in the rain
#10 A dare stare at a woman in uniform (Police, preferably)
#11 The only thing that bridges our generation gap-father and son staring at the same girl

This happens everywhere around the world; yet we are super champs in this game of staring where no woman is safe no matter what she wears (from a mini skirt to the burkha to a saree to a salwar, women have been raped in whatever she has been in) when our eyes do the undressing and scans her nude, tell me what is the best cloth she can possibly wear?!...

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The Indian Sexuality

"India is a country where we (still) get a chance to see 30-year old virgins... mostly men. The country I would say that has a sexually-retarded population; rising up to any occasion (pun intended) to coo at the opposite sex... refreshing innocence and sheer immaturity displayed simultaneously."

(Listening to the whistle of the Indian male on women passing by or rather who tried to)

Picture Courtesy:
http://www.whiteindianhousewife.com/2010/02/do-indian-men-generally-like-white-women/

The Invisible Lover

From amidst the raging storm of thoughts a cry shattering the sky…

“When wilt thou return from the dew-topped mountains?
From those high peaks that rub my imagination through.

Where oft doth thou disappear into a fragile trail of foot prints that mystically
reappear?
from where I hear a heart’s lonely cry; from where the frantic cries of the reaper
submerge dies.
Is it true or is it just I?

What hath thou so wonderfully witnessed from a town so tinsel lies?
From where such ruthless condemnation forked displayed…

From where ever, tell me now, tell me how and tell me why?
When thou art gone for what must I still low lie?”

The Coiling Female Sexuality

Today I read a passage from a book on female sexuality and it was quite interesting. A woman has written about trans-sexual energy and the coitus that follows... the path she has to take and the past she has to let go before experiencing the shiverring, spine chilling experience of an orgasm so very inhuman. There is the mentioning of a energy wave that flows and fills the room, noticable by everyone and predictably to everyone's envy. The experience she claims, is very trans sexual and extremely spiritual making 'SEX' a Sacred-EXpression of love. It struck a chord in me as I am someone who believes in the energy as well.

After the spiritual experience where the woMan feels like a goddess before, during and after making love, she tries to have sex as mortals do and finds the experience unworthy-both for her partner as well as herself. Struck a chord again. However, what is this energy that overwhelms some, unknown to plenty? Is it an experience describable? or should it be left in the realms of 'thathuvumasi'?

Its a spiritual search to connect I believe. The trinity that connects... truth, love and simplicity. The mutual bond that is created, realized and celebrated. The energy that moves with every wave of the body, the body itself moving and arching like a snake-a snake in perfect motion, coiling with a flow, a humble submission than a learnt feeling of frantic humiliation. The offering of complete vulnerability. The beauty of surrendering the soul with no barriers or shame. The emergence of a rekindled soul, glowing with an experience of an enlightened height of ecstacy and euphoria.

The wild passion mixed with the comfort of space and time. The truth that everyone begs to find and the love that most would live or die for, in the simple embrace of the lover. She becomes her and she becomes him.

Bottomline: Very few are rendered to see the collision of the moon and the sun