.::FOR DUMMIES 4::.

Yes!! Another myth buster chapter (buster and chapter rhymes, Mister!!), from Sorcerer. It's alright, I know you are gonna say "Oh My Gwad!!Thank you Sorcerer!!". As always; You are welcome. I have enough space for thank yous and I keep em safe in an empty Horlicks bottle inside my beeg heart.



For those who are wondering, about the horlicks bottle; It's an Indian tradition to keep things dry and away from ants; by keeping things in empty bottles.
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"Sorcy's Fables- Simplified for dummies" - 4^th naked universal truth.[ No strings attached, not even g-strings]
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Let me take you to the bedroom of this cute hot chick.[ Guys!! No!! you don't have to close the door and windows. You know that I will disappoint you in the end; as always!!.]. You can see all her dresses piled up on the bed.[ooohh....]. She is standing in front of the mirror, after her shower .Nope!! She is not mm......meditating or saying some hymn..She is actually, swearing at this moment, in a lower frequency.

Let us see, what she is doing in her bedroom.
Ooh!!! she is dressing up for her date on a beautiful Saturday evening. She is confused, still. She has been confused from the moment her boy friend said to her "Let's go for a movie on Saturday.".
She was confused,she is confused, she will be confused about "What to wear?".

"All this won't have happened, if the apple was not eaten. And top of it there's mobiles with cams! huh!! I have to wear something." She thinks, innocently.

Yes!! that's the reason why you are seeing all her dress piled up on the bed.

Now she is matching everything!! The top with the skirt. She looks at her footwear in the corner!
"hmmm.... "
Yes!! you guessed it wrong!! Is she experiencing the infinite loop?
NO!!!!! She is not.

In reality, her brain cells are working like the FBI Mainframe computers that compares fingerprint image with those in the database.
Her brain is comparing all the possible combination of colors that could go with her top and her skirt and her footwear and her eyelashes and her lip color and her nail polish and her wrist band and her watch strap and her makeup base and her fancy belt and her tan.
(Yes!! I have left some few parameters,I don't want to get caught in infinite loop of parameters. har har har!!)

The end result is something that's personal and customized for her. For easiness let's call such an end result a "Style configuration". This configuration is expected to drain the color out of other her's and fill those hers with permanent green color, from head to toe.

I think in reality, if such a decision has to be made by a computer, that computer would restart 250 times(Actually!! beating Sanjog's computer's daily record). I think we would need to bridge half a dozen weather forecasting machines to achieve the said result of a "HER" brain.

shhhhh!!! She is dressing up.
She is taming her hair. It looks kinda good now. She says a prayer to the Wind God; just in case!!
She wears the ear ring, which was presented to her by her boy friend Saju on her birthday.

It seems like she has done with her, dressing up thingy.

She confirms it by turning in front of the mirror a dozen times. She does that till her rotations nullifies with that of the rotation of earth.
She takes the bottles. Now she is preparing the pheromone configuration to smell different. A cocktail of perfumes. Her boy friend is supposed to lock on to that smell like a puppy locked on to the smell of an electric pole.

She is "good to go."
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Let me take you to the bedroom of her boy friend, Saju.
WHAT!!!! He is still sleeping?
Yes! He knows that her girl friend, will take at least the time equivalent of Rahul Dravid scoring a century in test cricket. That means many good hours of sleep.

His phone rings.

Her:Where are you?

Him:Are you ready? I will come and pick you up in 20 minutes.
[Counter Strike]

He keeps the phone.
20 minutes is more than he needed to get up, get dressed, have a cup of coffee and then get on his bike and reach at her home.

When a guy says, 10 minutes to dress up, we don't save time by cutting down on bare necessities; meaning, though we believe in the freedom of movement, we don't cut down our dressing up time by not wearing underwear.

He smells his t shirt. Not smelling funny!! wears it

Jeans are supposed to have that "Awesome Musk Smell".So no issues.

Hair... Comb it with the hands. Jump up and down once.This jumping up and down is to let the gravity do its work- Done.

Socks.. He digs his hand into the pile of clothes and come up with matching colored socks!! Then its his lucky day!! It's gonna be a cool date. He thinks that, that's how the universe is speaking to him, through omens. If it's different colored socks!! Whu-caressss!!!

Shoes: Wow!! Rwaking!Rough and Tough look with mud and all!! It's a statement to the rest of the guys that "Mess with me and you bite mud."

AXE deo spray., though the advertisement is seriously misleading. A dab of cool smelling aftershave all over the t-shirt and neck and face, in the belief that musk smell will get her unbutton her shirt, which actually is a urban myth .

He is "Good to go"
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Now as the guy and the girl meets another guy and a girl on the road.

[ The picture depicts, what happen when two guys meet]
When two guys meet, we guys do a normal 'normal' check routine. The end result being."Hi, How are you?"
[ The picture depicts, what happen when two girls meet]
When two girls meet, the girls do an extended check routine, which checks for a minimum of x parameters on the other girl.

Hair: Check

Pendant: Check

Watch:Check

I conclude by saying etc.etc.

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Now!! the time for the naked truth No 4:A girl dresses up for another girl; not for a guy, in contrary to the popular belief, that is.
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EDIT: 5:53 PM 16- January-2009
We got a confession from Shail:(Not actually a confession..But I made it that way! Feeling good. no. Guys?)
She says "Girls dress for other girls and girls notice how other girls are dressed. Truth. Period. :)
Now seriously if you were to ask me what my husband or anu f his friends wore to the last party I'd be nonplussed. Ask me about my girl friends, I just might know."

Hence Proved!!!
[All I need was one 'approval'. *strikes a winning pose]

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One of the knowledgeble friend of mine who could count till infinity in descending order once remarked "Is wannabe a halloween costume"- Dewdrops
I quote this in homage to "Those Girls" as stated by in comments.

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