Misinterpretation

This is not an article by a male chauvinist. To be frank, I don’t even believe that there can exist such people. But why do such titles be bestowed upon innocents when it’s the other way around? We are not the set of people who are asking for reservations everywhere. We are not the set of people who ask or have a separate bus for us. We don’t even have the authority to demand what we want to eat for dinner!!

This is an outrage. This must stop. Countries are toppled and communities have fallen, nations have been razed and still notoriety of the female population prevails. There is a reason why the British are not a super power as they once were. You know why? It is because girls no longer have not the tiniest bit of respect for a gentleman. Troy fell, burnt off the face of the earth, why? Girls :/

Now that made good movies but was it for greater good? The whole perspective of greater good to teenagers meant nothing more than what was good for them to be able to look good in from of the ones they wish to impress. The most primitive of characteristics come into play are the most serene emotions which neither of us need to be reminded of any more. Yet the good they (I refer to the first and most reasonable-r of the two most unecofriendly species in the world, ie man.) do is lost to the latter “they”. Hence what is the use of putting in the most probable of productive time to no-good use? Hope… Another “mis-interpretation” I say.

There is a war going on out there longer than you and I can ever imagine and we are in it. We might as well try to fight for our side whilst our brief stays in this world. They say life is short, for it indeed is, and art is long for it truly is, but you know what is longer? A girl’s list of what she wants. Wanting is not wrong, but wanting everything is wrong, and so if wanting everything and not wanting the one person to be happy who means to mean the most to you. Yes, I of course meant your parents *rolls eyes*

I am at knife point. I am made to write this article for a source which has promised our kind salvation, salvation from the years of oppression. The “others” have suppressed us but for no longer. We never spoke up, and those who did have been slyly dealt and charged with the offence that we take liberties against their kind. Blasphemy in the name of a guy! Excuses are made, offences unpunished, faults unnoticed, all under false pretexts and hiding behind the name they bear. They are the reason we men are discriminated based on gender and this must stop!

Even now, I do not say that every guy and gal out there is going to understand what I am trying to convey nor do I imply that I am going to be interpreted properly. I do not say that this era is an age where we are being overrun nor that this age is an era in which the “others” overrun us. I do not say that I have mentioned all of the tactics of the Mistresses of Misinterpretation nor do I claim that men are not the Masters of Manipulation. All I want to say is “Aaniya puddunga vendam.”

-Retarded Kid

Murdock Memories- For In Fortune Alone

There has never been a day when this didn’t happen. It was nothing new. War has never been new to these men. They were honored to serve and die in defense of the integrity of their great nation. The world was currently dominated by none. The once old rules were thrown out brutally and they struggled to regain a position of respect they once held. To the east of the more widely known lands there lived an empire of mighty barons who pledged alliance to few and allegiance to none. They who were instrumental in uprooting the family of cannibal kings were favored to rule the world in all their wisdom, but once their long loved leader died, they held back, and never took the throne. Some say they were done, but they should know better.

The kings had had their era of prosperity yet there was a smaller serfdom to the south who had ruled the lands in the initial days of its creation. There had been born a hero. Some call him the Messi’ah in the ancient tongue, some just call him God. His fore fathers had him to be taught the art of ruling from the most ancient and effectively influential serfdom in the lands. Once there the young Messi’ah learnt the ways from the masters, but during his stay, the ever raging never ending civil war had a huge turn in the favor of the Catalans owing to the presence of divinity and this made them invincible. Outraged, the master knight of the Order of the Madrid Circle went to gain favors from other serfdoms by fighting for them against the mighty nation of the Isles.

Long ago, in a distant land in a distant time when the barons where gaining power there was a king known as Duce. In his reign of terror, the countries quailed but the Isles didn’t (Neither did the Golden Army.) . Since then the many serfdoms in the Land of the Old Blighty have risen and fallen or died out yet the internal disputes never stopped. Week after week, from sowing season to harvest blood was spilt. But when it came to the biggest stage, they delivered in unity.

My memories of this on slaughter on the global stage are when the world fought a global war but it came down to an all out war between the few. It was more or less like a few of the elite battles out. The most significant were the one week of constant rivalries between various fractions. The early loss and ultimate withdrawal of the Immortals of Madrid and subsequent devastation of the Red Devils had much reduced their impact on the war. The Blue Army’s men much weekend by the primary battle against the might of the naval masters of the town of Proto.

The Army didn’t give up though. Fighting till the very end of their lives they went down under difficult circumstances to the city of Manchester. Other smaller fractions played their part in the war but the most significant being those of the mighty Milanese. Both the large civil fractions making humongous contributions to the war are considered favorites to lead the world as they once did.

Valor is a virtue not violence to be showcased. The barons of the land of Munich are no less virtuous than the Gods. They had the might of the old kingdom under the rule of the new Kaiser but they still were no match for the Milanese mages. Finally after a bloody night, as the wolves howl their hearts out, the Milanese stand victorious but, but…..

Epilogue:

Many who were part of the war now slept. But not the Masters Mages of San Siro. After a raging civil war, they emerged truly the greatest. Challenges came from the Unreal Madridians and from the Blue Army but none were good enough to oppose the true king of the land. Milan FTW \m/

PS: Time and tide waits for no man,
But Time n Time waits for Shravan ;)