Men in d(u)ress
I find nothing so disgusting as tamil men folding up their veshtis or lungis, giving the whole world a glimpse of their colourful boxer shorts. And further more, the curious, can even get an eyeful of the crown jewels, when these louts rest their behind, and spread their legs, in gay abandon!!
All those hairy legs, knotty knees and leathery calves and thighs, displayed to the hilt without any shame or propriety!! And to top it off with those dirty unmanicured feet!!Ugh!!
Apparently this too is a fashion these days.
Just see any tamil kuthu song sequence in any movie. The hero has to lift it up his lungi, and that too publicly, in the company of his friends, and to the admiring glances of the females. What imagination!!.
Even my favourite dhanush did it in aadukalam, and for a moment, I almost banished from my list of favourites.
Us malayalis do it a wee bit more elegantly. No lungis for us. Only pure white dhotis, and when we want to navigate those puddles, we gently lift on end and only one end, thus maintaining a modicum of decency, and leaving it to the imagination, the chromatic nature of the underwear, or the magnitude (or microtude) of our valuables
:hurt:
I find nothing so disgusting as tamil men folding up their veshtis or lungis, giving the whole world a glimpse of their colourful boxer shorts. And further more, the curious, can even get an eyeful of the crown jewels, when these louts rest their behind, and spread their legs, in gay abandon!!
All those hairy legs, knotty knees and leathery calves and thighs, displayed to the hilt without any shame or propriety!! And to top it off with those dirty unmanicured feet!!Ugh!!
Apparently this too is a fashion these days.
Just see any tamil kuthu song sequence in any movie. The hero has to lift it up his lungi, and that too publicly, in the company of his friends, and to the admiring glances of the females. What imagination!!.
Even my favourite dhanush did it in aadukalam, and for a moment, I almost banished from my list of favourites.
Us malayalis do it a wee bit more elegantly. No lungis for us. Only pure white dhotis, and when we want to navigate those puddles, we gently lift on end and only one end, thus maintaining a modicum of decency, and leaving it to the imagination, the chromatic nature of the underwear, or the magnitude (or microtude) of our valuables
:hurt: