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My Friend Sancho
My first novel, My Friend Sancho, is now on the stands across India. It is a contemporary love story set in Mumbai, and was longlisted for the Man Asian Literary Prize 2008. To learn more about the book, click here.
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Recent entries
BBC informs us that scientists have now found a way to genetically engineer glowing sperms so they can “track…
My friend Rahul Bhatia has a fine story in Open about Dibakar Banerjee’s experience with the censor board during…
Here’s the WTF headline of the day: Woman co-pilot lands jet solo If that was a man, this wouldn’t…
Via Ta-Nehisi Coates, I came across this beautiful poem named “Dear Augusta,” by Reginald Dwayne Betts. Check it out—and…
Speaking about his new film Shaapit, Vikram Bhatt says: I did some research and a very important fact emerged.…
12 December, 2009
Boobs, Boobs
Finally there is scientific research to validate my long-held belief that boobs are wonderful.
A rather bizarre study carried out by German researchers suggests that staring at women’s breasts is good for men’s health and increases their life expectancy.
According to Dr. Karen Weatherby, a gerontologist and author of the study, gawking at women’s breasts is a healthy practice, almost at par with an intense exercise regime, that prolongs the lifespan of a man by five years.
She added, “Just 10 minutes of staring at the charms of a well-endowed female, is roughly equivalent to a 30-minute aerobics work-out.”
Yes, that comma has no place in that last sentence—but hell, which man wouldn’t pause after a thought like that. Indeed, I am so inspired by the mere thought of staring at boobs for good health that I now offer you, with apologies to William Blake, a little ditty:
Boobs, Boobs
by Amit Varma
Boobs, boobs, so upright
In the forests of the night,
What masculine hand or eye
Could resist thy fearful symmetry?
Forget the distant deeps and thighs
Forget the lustre of the eyes
Your thought alone makes men perspire
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Under the choli is thy heart
And when thy heart begins to beat,
Your bosom heaves, I feel complete.
Boobs, boobs, so upright
In the forests of the night,
I come to thee, I come to thee
I’ll tear thy bra and set thee free.
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Oh, and I got the link to that wonderful news piece via a Facebook link by my friend Shandana Minhas.
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Update: Damn. It turns out that the study is question is an urban legend. Back to the treadmill, boys.
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