I have a masters in chemistry and second masters in sociology, followed by a bachelors in laws. My third masters in Environmental Sciences exposed me to University of Texas where I learnt much about development of workshops and short training courses for development of learning skills. Presently working as Director with a post graduate college, where I help in development of appropriate workshops and short courses for the training.HAPPILY MARRIED TO MY MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL, MY WIFE, KARRANAZ
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Dude, you're just making it worse for yourself now. If you find it to be torture, there's a simple solution, don't look. What kinds of labs are you working in where girls walk around in their panties? Your example makes no sense. How does the dress code at your work place have anything to do with violence against women, or even men? Both genders can be abused, true, but your comparing that to your sexual frustration is like you're playing down the seriousness of the situation. Let me narrate an incident.A girl of say 30 or so walked in with absolutely transparent see through top with no bra & her nipples visible.She sat opposite to the man who was supposed to draw blood.The poor guy poked her arm at least 10 times to draw the blood.She continued sitting in the lab for report.Could someone, even a girl working could get focused on the job?You think that's what one should not discuss about?
Wait a second... Since when was your case of blue balls and ADHD considered violence towards men?PLEASE tell me again what I should wear and how to wear it. Oh right... It's called my freedom. As long as it follows the law of the land and general populace you can go to hell with your constraints and get some self-discipline. Learn how to control your impulses better. I've had more than enough of misogynistic assholes blaming someone else for THEIR infidelity and telling me what I can and cannot do according to their comfort.You've got to be shitting me. A fucking dress code... Gimme a break. I believe my response above does help to clarify my point.
This is just sad, very sad, all of it. It is rather strange for me that I am being bullied for suggesting a dress code at work place for girls.I wonder if a girl would like to wander around with mere panties or a tight jeans in which her pussy lips are semi visible, moves in a lab while we are testing a blood sample?Will that be considered an appropriate dress code?Will that be infringement of fundamental rights of a girl?Beaches yes; but work place does need a decorum to be maintained.What if looking at a semi visible pussy lips wander my concentration & I give a wrong report of the blood?Who in fact would be responsible for the jeopardy of the life of the man?
It's hard to tell if you're actually being serious or making a really, really bad joke. You really can't be serious with this. IF YOU PERCEIVE TORTURE AS PHYSICAL VIOLENCE THAN SURELY I AM AGAINST IT AS MUCH AS ANY ONE OF YOU ARE.But for that we must try and enhance the awareness of equality of gender in Africa and other third World countries; especially Muslim countries.But we (our governments) are partnering the sheikhdoms of Saudi Arabia & others for oil benefits.Similarly the rulers are partnering with the ruling elite of Africa in Angola, Ethiopia and others.But I still insist that there should be a dress code for girls so that male minds do not wander around their nipples and thighs.That's for the work place ethics.
I am pretty sure he was reffering to childhood when saying that, but could be wrong as well. \I really mean torture that you pretty girls perpetrate torture upon the male gender.How about the bare breasted girls on the beach?What about kissing girls as lesbians?What about even female friends rubbing their heals over the cocks in jeans while seated in eating places or just in living rooms?What I wanna convey is that the delicate gender is surely exposed to physical violence from males especially in the third world countries; but millions of 'Liberated' girls among the developed world are out to torture male gender by constantly reducing the length of their skirts,lowering the v line of their necklines and prefer to stay bra less with pointed hard nipples for us to keep looking at.AND ABOVE ALL, WE GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO REMAIN FAITHFUL TO OUR OWN GIRLS, SUFFERING ALL THESE TORTURES.I hate burka covered faces as it coers the beauty endowed to you.But surely want that the work dress be a code of decency so that male gender can stay concentrated to their work.
All violence is reprehensible, I think we can agree. The existence of targeted violence against men because they are men is a) much (much) smaller and b) does not have an army of cultural apologists. I believe the term violence is conceived in much narrower perspective.Violence against Male gender is not merely physically bur mental and sexual too.Is it not a mental torture to take a man to sexual height and leave him unsatisfied?Most girls do tease like that and I conceive it a worst form of violence.
WHAT YOU THINK OF ABUSE WITH MALE GENDER?We too are treated so bad by our partners or friends from other gender.I believe United Nations formed in 1945 did right to add violence against women and to observe a day for that cause.BUT NOW EQUALLY IMPORTANT IS THE CAUSE OF VIOLENCE AND BAD TREATMENT OF MALE GENDER TOO.
Education, seems to be the answer to most things in life. If you haven't already learnt about a topic, life can come along and give you a first class lesson. What would be an important thing you have learnt from life? What I learnt in life?Love humanity; even ignorance and uneducated people all over the World are as human as I am.So Love them and treat them with love and kindness.
Love has no why, Where or what Love speaks from thy heart It conquers you suddenly Or may be a simple whisper From a land far off It sets away all questions Of right or wrong It never makes any sense To you or to other But is always very strong It engulfs you in arms We never have a choice To mend or deny As only hearts decide There’s hardly any plan ...
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When at home, Puja locked the door and held me in her arms kissing me passionately. “Shazia you are my Bhabi (sister in law). You were hiding this great news from me”. Said Puja. I was completely stunned. I never expected Manesh to tell his sister about what went between us. Puja smiled and said, “Shazia you just a novice in sex. When I came home last evening, my room smelled your sex”....
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How did I get to my home, I am still unable to comprehend. My hands were time and again moving either to my nipples or to my pussy (under the burqa) till I got home. At home, I lay down on my bed. Neither my brother nor my mother was at home. I locked myself in a room, threw off my clothes and lay naked playing with my nipples and pussy. I wished I had more than two hands to work...
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After Primary, I went to a high school specified for girls only and after completing my studies there; my father took the initiative in deciding that I should now go to College and complete my graduation. My father searched a girl’s only College which was far away from our house but as I was to wear burqa all the way and take my younger brother along to the College as my guardian, it was...
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“It was best of the times; it was worst of the times." (A tale of two cities – Charles Dickens) It was best of the times on March 11, 1990, when I cried for the first time after coming out of the womb of my mother; it was also the worst of the times, as I was born in a developing country and thereto in a highly conservative Muslim family. I am a young Muslim girl of 22, living in a small...
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Love melted away from my life making it completely barren colorless your presence made me feel heavenly in paradise you fill colors in my life your presence is a rainbow to me Life was never pleasing without you your presence making all the difference giving life a meaning soothing purposive smiley creative full of colors my life without you was so barren single lonely yearning for flowers...
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Your lips over mine ignite a fire I hold you close energy transmitting our bodies close as dawn glows I push my tongue into your hot mouth our tongues swirl desires mounting I bite your bottom lip and hear a moan I whisper in your ear how much I love you arousing the urge to merge more I squeeze your lovely breasts fondling them hard I suck your nipple ...
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Could it be last that I see you? is it the last you hold my hand? will I see you no more smiling beside me? will I feel no more your arm around my waist will I be never again hugged by you? will your breath never be felt over mine? is it the last that I feel your glow? will I never hear your sweet ascent? Could it be the last that I feel...
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I feel the urge urge to feel you urge to talk to you urge to kiss you urge to take care urge to love urge to feel passion urge to desire you desire to hold you desire to tickle you desire to lick you desire to pinch you desire to spank you desire to suck you desire to enter you desire to fill you desire to make you cum desire to feel you squeezing desire...
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Invitation to new life Gate of a new life opened to me Slowly I step and ponder what comes to me If I were to leave what lies beyond? Many a times I wait till sunset Just to see if the door ajar Sitting still I dare not move certain not to go far The place has come to agree with me As I am a part of the majestic scene Within these walls I...
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