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Friday, March 28, 2008

Love and sex –where it leads to

Love and Sex continues to be a hot topic right from, maybe, Adam and Eve. It is like ‘what came first, egg or chic’ – a conundrum. All species love within their respective species to a greater degree. Humans love amongst themselves, more than their house mosquitoes. Human’s next love is other creatures that live on land and water. Our interest is to know about other creatures and thus we created many books on Botany and Zoology filled with myriad names of species with clear family names including sub branches, not forgetting the names of long dead Dinosaurs.
The beginning of sex: We loved to procreate and keep our stables full always. This story went on well smoothly for very, very long time. Sex is undeniably a biological tool God endowed us more or less, including the paraphernalia in various organs, hormones, sensory stimuli and receptors, preferences, etc This is either to promote or discourage life as per whims of nature or special times that warrant. Here Family Planning used to be godsend for it would somewhat handle sex with kid’s gloves. Now we have other reasons to be testy and choosy with partners, what with contraceptives that half kill the joy, for the fear of AIDS. This is in spite of recklessness of Viagras. The Damocles’ sword still hangs when condoms malfunction. Again, the personal codes, in the law books of the land, restrict the number of partners in the wedlock, so also the customs in the clans and strictures of societies. So there are many restrictions to dampen the sex effort including the extra pollution in the air, adding to the anxiety of 21st century office goers.
Lighter side apart, any mate fights to keep his or her partner for himself or herself. For this he/she may go to the extent of even killing the rival or committing suicide alternatively. That is an instinct defendable biologically and I wouldn’t support that on moral grounds. To me it is wiser to allow any second partner in, when she or he could cook or baby-sit. The help in this area is hard to come by, these difficult days you see.
Argument for love: But when we talk of love, I say the sky is the limit. Who can stop looking at cute figures on calendars or in the popped up browser windows, like we see the likes of i10, Maruti DZire, Jaguar models on display. Fashions are on the rise making deeper and still lower cuts(not cost wise of course) in the already transparent apparels that proclaim the body contours(male and female alike) unabashedly leaving very little to guess--blame the catwalks on the ramps .Few missed the recent episode of wardrobe malfunction, deliberate or otherwise who knows. I watched the video clipping on my homepage and blushed. If something is put on show it should be meant for its intended effect and not for an accident.
Coming to back to sex, ironically, hatred too can result in sex in its own way, maybe on the lines of WWF. It is absolutely true that love begets love and sex is just to mark or seal that true love in the procreation that is a cherished result of a common bond between two opposite genders. The darling kids live up the saga to the eternity it is hoped. Some love as dearly as true lovers that may still be infatuation-- some skeletons in the cupboards. That is just a love making and does not go across the timeline in honesty. It merely falls as pastime making holes in the pockets on the other hand.
. Finally, I would say Body chemistry ultimately rules supreme, Viagra failing. All said, and everything done right all the way, the days of Darwin and the rules of natural selection are now doomed the Dinosaurs way. The days are in for live-in or live-out partners i.e. single parent / adoption by single parent, Test-tube parent and so one….one merely need to be inventive enough. The liberty to get as personal as one could in the too liberal societies with the new independence given to its members, especially from the rich and chic, knows no bounds. Where this new paradigms of love and lovemaking lead to is not even left to hazard a guess....

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