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ANWE-ISM : THE ZEROTH TENET

Practice makes a man perfect;
Women are perfect by birth.

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Arv said…
he hee... :)

fair point :)
Anonymous said…
Awsm :)
LOVED it!
Plato would not have been Plato, once he introduced himself as a man or woman...

If there exists a sense of awareness regarding the classification of the existing whole, being the same whole exposed to the Nature as a whole, then those sense of awareness is supposed to be admired at the most common platforms, ownered by the common folk...

I expect Madam crossed all those common platforms and rules a domain, where X and Y never come up as leading characters of the play!

Perfection and imperfection.... Over the basic foundation stones of imperfection the gigantic structures of perfection is built..

If it can be considered something as death and birth, then the birth is built over the foundation stone of death!

Once Madam is born, your death is born....

The birth of the death only happened by the birth...

I am born means my death is born...

because I am born to die, and from the very day of my birth, I am nearing to the death...

Perfection is perfection and will be perfection only once the perfection have the spine of imperfection...

Our life is life only once the death is the platform on which we do gymnastics...

Life never will be life, once we dont have a paltform of death to live!

Look at your eyes... if you dont have it, then you dont have the Sun, right?

Eyes bought the Sun for you... right?

But you still know that you have Sun, which eyes never recommened...
That Sun wont be coming under the category of perfection or imperfection....

So please do the pack ups now, NOW, for the travel towards him!

All the very best!
Nikhil Menon said…
**yawns....

** still yawns.....
Me said…
he he :) sahi hain...
Thousif Raza said…
"o ho ho , seeing the answer do you seriously ant me to answer", thats the man inside me speaking

this is thousif speaking" as much as i want to hate that, its completely true, women are the real rulers of the world"

loved anwe-ism keep em coming for more

and why aren't you at my blog??? bhul gayi kya mujhe, hmmm i was so sad that i couldn't find your comments in my last 2 posts


hope you don't make me sad again...:)

take care and keep writing.......
Rià said…
just too good!!And so true.
Ratzzz said…
HA ha ha hah ahha.... wah, such a big Philosophy said so lightly... kudos, Anwesa...


@all d guys who have commented and will comment..

Truth is always bitter guys, take it with a spoon of honey :P
rainboy said…
even the emotional ones>>>???
Cinderella said…
LOL ! COuldnt agree more !
Anonymous said…
hehe!! :D
Anonymous said…
funny :)
k.ø.c.h.ü said…
oh oh no way ma'am..he he...c ive got medical proof..!!! Neonatal period is the only phase of life when females r better in survival...n know what?? neonatal period ends by the 28th day...!!!right from the post-neonatal era ie from de 28th day, MEN RULE !!! :)
Abhishek Behera said…
there goes a witty start!!!

more! more! more!
Tara said…
Awesome accompanied by an ummm... :)
Anonymous said…
Ram-Ram Anwesa-di!!!

Kya pateh ki baat kahi hai :D

Loved it :)
Keshi said…
HAHA so true! ;-)

Keshi.
Vinz said…
:)

and then not in practice makes them imperfect.. :)

kidding..!!
Lucifer said…
wah wah!!! m truly honoured that i cud inspire someone :)
Are you sure on that? :-P

I agree with the rat.

Cheers
Mahesh
Anwesa said…
@arv,
hey thanx!!!
Anwesa said…
@freelancer,
feminism is not always deplorable..
women can pamper themselves,cant they?
Anwesa said…
@meera,
thanx dear!!!
Anwesa said…
@surya,
thanx 4 visiting!!!
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
:) :)
Anwesa said…
@multimelon,
can't help it.... :)
Anwesa said…
@aditi,
:) yeah!!!
Anwesa said…
@richa,
thank u ji!!!
Anwesa said…
@thousif raza m b,
thanx!!!! i was glad to read ur reply....
Anwesa said…
@ria,
thank u!!!
Anwesa said…
@the rat,
:) **smiles all the way**
Anwesa said…
@rabbit,
yeah,absolutely!!!all types of women are perfect by birth...
Anwesa said…
@leo,
no!!i'm serious....



:P
Anwesa said…
@bamble,
....but true :P
Anwesa said…
@kochu,
but wont u agree on this--
human females have a higher average lifespan.

:) :) :)
Anwesa said…
@abhishek sim,
:)
:)
coming soon!!!
Anwesa said…
@amal bose,
:)
:)
:)
:)
Anwesa said…
@tara,
thank you!!!!
Anwesa said…
@miss kido,
dhanyavaad!!!
Anwesa said…
@keshi,
:) yeah....
Anwesa said…
@vinz aka vinu,
for women,it needs no practice to attain perfection.they are endowed with it since inception :)
Anwesa said…
@mayz,
**bows in reverence**
Anwesa said…
@rocky,
yes...proven.
Anwesa said…
@mahesh,
absolutely sure,not an iota of doubt :)
Anwesa said…
@alok,
hmm..bahut dina pare....
:)

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