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Random Observations - Part 13

RO #1

Definition of 'Religious structures' - A structure - varying from tiny to humongous in size - usually (in)conveniently placed right in the midst of busy road stretches. Followers of the religion vehemently oppose any proposals to raze or relocate the structure, claiming its beauty or history as being too important, ruling common sense and convenience as reason not enough. Believe that people should bear the intense traffic clogging as a result of the structure so that they can congregate there a few times every year and create an even larger gridlock.


RO #2

Though prostitution is illegal in Hyderabad - my city - it is not uncommon for those making the rounds of the city during the late nights to see prostitutes waiting for clients. (It is easy to tell, for two reasons. 1. There are few - if any - women waiting by the side of the road along. 2. They usually wear a lot of make up, flowers and shiny clothes).

I have observed that most of the hos I see (just see, nothing more), I would not like to fuck. But then again, I guess, if I could choose who to fuck, I would not be going to a ho.


RO #3

I am finding that I am now seeing beauty in women that I do not think I would have spotted at an earlier period of my time. Am I becoming less superficial or more desperate?



P.S If you're interested to see the other parts of the ROs, here's the link http://amritkosaraju.blogspot.in/p/random-observations.html

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