Cold Feet, Smoking Chimneys and Sleevless Heavenly Bodies!

I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter
Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky
Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside

(Shinedown – Fly from the inside)

Here’s the weight of the world on my shoulders. Four straight late night wedding appearences a.k.a back vertical drop slammer, I would cliff jump any day. I have lost all my fear of heights. All because of the wedding. The only thing that scared me of being high (and I mean from the sea level) was that it would really be cold up there and a lack of the perfect mix of oxygen, nitrogen and various burnt and un-burnt hydrocarbons, that constitute the familiar fresh air of my home town. Now that fear remains with me no more, I have seen people feel cold far more than I do. The last night of the wedding, was last night! And we had a ball of a time, the function went smoothly, and we had nothing at all to do with it, which could be one of the reasons for it being smooth. We sat, for once, on a round table, for a bit, had a chat, met the newly wed couple, told the poor old chap to smile, something that he had been doing unavoidably so for the past three days and then we decided to go out for a smoke.

Damn.

It was very cold.

Let me rephrase that.

It was as cold as it can be in Lahore, while standing still and doing nothing. The hands that rocked the cigarettes back and forth were frozen beyond mobility. Man was made to realize the importance of FIRE and respect the concept of Hell (and women) in its totality. One cannot and should not judge the divine. God, reportedly has made a little place with loads of Fire, after last night, I think a lot of sinners would be fearing the time, that God decided that Hell should after all freeze over and be just cold. NOT HOT, JUST COLD.

I know it is irrelevant, pain, whatever sort it may be, as long as it inflicts you is painful. Does it matter whether it is a toothache or renal failure? Of course one might be more embarrassing to explain to the doc than the other. For example, the dude who (as reported by a reliable source, a.k.a the doc herself) went to the MAO Hospital emergency ward, and refused to any treatment by the lady doctor. He had to in the end, because other than her, the most experienced person on board was the cat that had been scampering around for the past two years in the emergency ward (yes this is a still developing country, where by development means the act of stillness).

So anyways, the poor guy turned out to be right, it was embarrassing and he did have a very vital part stuck in a very small ring. WHY? Because at one time it fit, and then due to the vagrant nature of the male anatomy (some parts really do have a mind of their own), it decided to……. Not fit. Talk about getting stuck in a vicious circle.

Well, to get back to the wedding and the height of coldness. Last night was beautiful, I saw people actually airborne, two to three inches at times, it was really that cold and they were really quivering THAT hard. Smoking is BAD for you. I doubt it is the smoke that gives you all those diseases, I think it is the hiding outside, in inhuman weather to smoke that gives you all those things. Also, note to self, Women, should really be ruling instead of Men, I mean they looked goooood. I love all women…well almost, I don’t like the socialist elitist women, but that is another discussion. Yes, women, lovely, SLEEVELESS SHIRTS!!!! WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO….yes, it makes my head spin faster and hotter than mercury spins around the sun. It sends shivers and thoughts of Man’s inferiority down my spine and then up it again. SLEEVELESS. It is not that they looked sexy or really beautiful (which some did) that rocks, it was the freezing weather, in which they looked so serene. I have seen women brave hot weather with a smile on their face, but that was ALSO with the same dresses. HOW do you girls do that? That is why I want to get married, to learn first hand, too seek out the art of ignoring bad weather, something that even Japanese martial artists cant teach you. To learn, before I die, what lies beneath that (hopefully) creamy skin?

*snap!

Ok…back to reality.

The walima was good, the function went smooth, and we got pictures taken with cold feet, runny red noses which will be a lot blurry because we were vibrating like big upside down, twin bladed tuning forks. We ate food, to fuel the inner fire, some even had fried fish with the sweets, yes, the fish was very good. Then we all went home, after a cup of coffee at 2.00 in the morning, which means we got home at around 3.00 and all the coffee meant that we stayed awake all night.

*”Anything that you have to hide from your parents can’t really be very good for your health, however it doesn’t mean that it would be otherwise if you started telling them about your activities”. Quote – Book of D.