Hamam and Curtailment of Candy passions

Noaaaaaaaa…………..wwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…….uuuuuuuuuuuu….i screamed at my father for forcing me to carry out routine bodily ablutions with the monotonous, boring, tasteless, minty less,  a soap which lives like a tortoise doesn’t disintegrate quickly unlike other soaps with a comparatively large life cycle ……I recoiled my emotions ; curtailed my candy passions unable to defend the facts its herbal, recommended by doctors, allergic resistant blablahh  burying my fantasies couldn’t withstand irrefutable logics of my father…

During my college times I felt it’s high time to un earth my buried fantasies….My Lascivious impulses with different candy bars exploded and started stacking my cupboards with all lingering colors...Transparent brown….Butter scotch…milky white….Pink..Rosy red….

Each day went with a different color……Bathing at its best….Soul rejoiced each with day humming Bum-Bum-bole

One fine morning as I was dusting my bed…My nostrils sensed some deep rooted flavor being unearthed….. Beneath my bed I found a old wrapper of Hamam….

an old fragrance and yet its scent is good enough to decipher  and acted like a ATM pin number and unlocked some very old fixed deposit account that my mind-bank opened long back….

As these senses got paired I started dwelling about memories of my past….The word “Trust” flashed into my mind……Years of usage of this soap has built itself a castle of trust inherently which came into lime light after series of experimentation with candy bars…..The truth is that the short lived colorful candy passions could not by pass but rather disappeared itself into a stream of thin year in its turbulent effort to by-pass inherent Hamam effects…….

Hamam dominated and still dominating millions of homes  with a simple catch phrase…”Trust”… that truly ignited and built a long lasting trust in Millions of Homes a fact which continues to live irrefutable

Random Thoughtss of my demented mind............

I am 23.8 years old now…otherwise in words of Abdul Kalam I have completed 23.8 revolutions around the earth…Apart from thanking my parents, teachers, friends, relatives, Larry PAGE, Mark Zuckerberg who played a impeccable role in molding through me throughout these years I should also extend my thanks to ozone layers, tectonic plates, Photosynthesis, and Mother earth (which has no other option but to travel only in one single path right from its creation and inherently creating two woods for Robert Frost letting him stand amused which road to chose not only confusing himself but also pressuring students the day before exams which stanza to memorize and transforming students into short lived Poets during exams creating their own stanzas leaving their English teachers perplexed in a pool of Questions how English as Language affected Globalization instilling creativity into the Minds of students) albeit thanks could not parallel for these inorganic/organic- complex mix of Mother earth.

Humans now are finding ways to flavor Robots with romanto-Philic devices so that they can also involve in copulation like other biotic organisms. I always wondered what triggered their neurons to branch towards in developing such extreme Engineering. When I add the term “extreme” is it the innate quality vested with some Humans to think extremely?? or it is only a relative perception when perceived by a Human who has never screened his cornea in focusing such odd things.

At this Juncture my grey matter is forcing me to utter a fact stated by Edward De Bono (I am restating his fact in my own words)…The level / quantum of thinking involved by scientists in accurately positioning the orbit is same as that of level of Thinking involved by your mother in making perfect sambar/dal in her kitchen. Scientists or our mothers they both act according to the extreme perfection with their quantum of Learning’s throughout their revolutions around the earth.

People always tried to simplify things with their thinking but there is also another fact that simplifying things will tend your brain to seek the path of least resistance and your brain will become as soft as cheese diluting its core values. This happens when you get graduated with a Engineering with 70% marks.

At any point we will sense the above mentioned truths ….. and if anytime if you come across such truths in your work life either use your Muscley brain to resolve the issue or use your cheesy brain to write a poem and search for another Job.

Random thoughts will continue………….