Pritam's Blog
Getting Illegitimately Horny During My Last Moments Of Freedom
Bachelor Party, in practice, is so stupid. And Indian Middle Class Bachelor Parties are the stupidest of all.
All they do at the party is drink expensive alcohol. That’s their idea of freedom. Pathetic. Seems like my entire life is going to be a great bachelor party, if I go by this definition.
Even bringing in strippers at the party, sounds so stupid. As if it guarantees that you are going to live a monogamous life after marriage. You can’t, especially if you are the kind of person whose idea of ‘last night of freedom’ is making out with someone else. It shows the frustration with which you are entering marriage. By the way, I don’t have any problem with polygamy as long as you are not cheating on anyone.
I don’t believe in marriage and that it kills your freedom. But I accept that if I ever get married, I will have to take the minimum responsibility of not doing anything that might kill me, and drown the other person (who entered in marriage with so much expectations, like spending a socially unquestionable life with me) in depression.
And that’s why I would like to do really life-threatening stuffs, like spending time with terrorists asking them uncomfortable questions, or doing a really risky investigative journalism, or climbing a mountain…
Uncertainty in life, of life, turns me on, gets me high. Yes, that way, I too believe in getting illegitimately horny during my last moments of freedom.