Breasts

Guys, stop wasting the time and let’s get serious. Mankind’s best friends are going, going, gone! Nopes. This is not a humor, but a tumor! So far, the medical community has only evolved one technique of dealing with breast cancer. That’s right, the knife. Soon women will have to start using their brains to get jobs.

To avert such a farce, I have joined with some local babes and bahus to march against breast cancer. We have also created a Facebook group called Ek Se Kya Hoga. Yesterday I posted a few pics – nothing too racy, just for info purposes. Since then, the group has added 2000 members (mostly guys from IIT)! This is our moment.

Yesterday was the day of the inaugural march. We walked a few times around Franklin Park in Edison and tried to engage the locals in discussion (unsuccessfully). Afterwards, we de-briefed at the Starbucks on Walnut Street. Many good ideas were bouncing around. Visakha, a young lady who is in my reading club, suggested that the next event involve parathas and chutney. Other menu items were also discussed. I was bold enough to offer my flat for such a gathering. Many ppl applauded and thanked me. Shil blushed!!

The crowd was 98 percent women, but as usual a couple of tharaks had tagged along to check out the scenery. Yaar, somebody please explain to me, why does everyone assume that any time women gather in public they are just looking for a lucky guy?! Even if they are, they should be left alone if it looks like they have already found such a guy. Mind you, on any other day, Shil would happily have surrendered to the ladies’ secret desires. But saving breasts is an investment, guys. It’s economics 101: you can either consume today or save, but one cannot do both!

I have alerted Sumon that we need to clean the flat in time for the next Ek Se Kya Hoga meeting, especially the toilet. All over the world chicks are very particular about that, although they are the ones who are usually responsible for any incidents. I noticed in the morning today that Sumon’s Russian girlfriend has unleashed a Katrina in our bathroom, but that is of course typical of certain cultures. Anyways, party is on!!