Don't be a victim of GROPING - Raise your VOICE

Let me first began this article by explain what groping actually means in a sexual context.

Groping means fondling or touching a person in an undesired sexual manner without his or her consent. The term groping can also be considered as a sexual assault. The areas which are most frequently groped are the buttocks, breasts and thighs on a woman and the penis, testicles and buttocks on a man. Yes, not only women but even men at times are a victim of groping. Gropers might also press any part of their body against another person. These gropers are most of the time very sexually frustrated people and they wouldn’t let even the slightest of opportunity pass by.

Groping is very common these days in crowded public places and public transports such as buses, metros and local trains. Thousands of people fall victim to groping on a daily basis. Why do we fall prey to such perverts? The answer is pretty simple, we are too afraid to raise our voices against them. This attitude of staying silent and being a victim gives these perverts more confidence. The problem with us is that we feel that creating a scene at public places is not a good idea, my station is just a few stations away so let me just be silent about it. But little do you know that after you get off the metro this pervert who was groping you a few minutes ago will now grope someone else and this is only because you were too afraid to raise you voice.

I do understand that some people are really very timid but I urge you all to come out of your shell. You are not alone, look around you, there are so many fellow passengers around you. Make some noise and the crowd will for sure join in. This is India and we all are frustrated with something or the other. Some people are frustrated because the prices or onions have gone high while the others are frustrated because their boss just screwed their peace of mind at office. If you take a stand and question the actions of such gropers then trust me the people around will question his actions too. Eventually you will witness this groper being trashed black and blue by the frustrated people of our country.

So simple, isn’t it? All that you need to do is turn around and fight back.

This article is more of an appeal to the youth of my country. If you see such an unpleasant activity going on around you, please question their actions. You have all the rights in the world to stop a pervert from sexually assaulting someone. Be fearless ... The need of the hour is fearless people. Let us all come together and fight this evil of groping. Please do not wait for someone else to do the needful when you can be that someone yourself.

Let us not leave everything to the cops, let us make their jobs easy by clearing out the mess that the country is in. Now once again this doesn’t mean that you would end up considering violence as the only available option when the best available option is questioning their actions. Shame them in public and drag them to the nearest police station.

You, me, we all can bring about a difference. All that we need is the will to bring about a difference and the urge to bring about a change. The youth of my beloved country will have to start shifting gears and will have to start taking a stand for the others in order to make this country groping free.

Jai Hind

Dubai – “An entire World in a City”

2^nd March 2015

I was at the Rajiv Gandhi International Airport, Hyderabad all set to board my flight flying to Dubai. I had no clue what to expect. Yeah I had seen Dubai quite a few times on Discovery Channel and Nat Geo but I don’t trust television so much. I have full faith on my pair of big black eyes. So there I was waiting eagerly to see what Dubai had to offer.

12^th April 2015

Woohhhh … It’s been almost a month and a half since I’m in this wonderland. Dubai isn't a city, it is an amusement park. Being a writer I have this bad habit of observing almost everything thing around me as if a story will pop out of it. Well here is Dubai from my point of view…

Let me not get into Dubai’s History and Geography and bore you to death. Let me start by talking about Dubai’s Culture.  Well Dubai according to me is a cake which is layered with different flavors. Where else do you find people of so many cultures gathered at one single place in the hope of making it big in life? You name the country and Dubai has at least a few of its citizens residing in it. I have observed Asians, Africans, Europeans and the Native Locals all around me almost every single day of my stay in Dubai Up till this very date. I just met a Bangladeshi before typing this down. Back in Hyderabad I only saw Hyderabadi's. So for a guy like me this crazy fusion of different cultures all gathered in one place is a magical experience. Dubai, take a bow.

Now let me tell you something about Fashion. Yeah well I wanted to be a model at a point of time in my life but I ended up playing games with my pen and paper. Fashion excites me and once again I started observing the fashion statement out here very keenly.  The local Arabs out here are always dressed up in a Thawb (Traditional Arab wear) and almost all the Pakistani’s that I've observed here are dressed up in Traditional Pathani’s most of the time. The most fashionable people out here are the Filipino’s, hands down. I’m sure most of the Expats like me would agree to this. They sure do know how to dress up and look stunning. Their fashion statement just speaks about one thing and that is they are always ready to party. The Europeans here are mostly very sophisticated and are always dressed in business attire. They look smart no doubt. I am lucky I didn't get arrested for observing people so closely here.

I've just ordered a Shawarma, seriously very hungry. Let me talk about Food. Now it’s pretty clear that with some many cultures here comes a variety of cuisine. You name the dish and in all probabilities you will get the dish. From authentic Chinese cuisine to the local Arab food, you get everything here. I’m not very keen on experimenting with food but I did try a variety of cuisines here and I so loved Pakistani food. That is only because I’m a lover of rich spicy food and Pakistani cuisine gave me exactly what my taste buds wanted.  In Dubai you have a common square meal for around 10 Aed which I guess is pretty manageable. So if you’re a lover of sweet, spicy or let’s just say bland food you will get everything here and that too with a crazy variety. You will end up looking confused like me when it comes to food most of the time. Ohh well my Shawarma is here.  Care for a bite?

I love to party and Dubai is the hub of night life Ladies and Gentlemen.  Almost 80% of the people residing here rise before the sun and are off to make two ends meet.  This is what I have observed. I don’t go by facts on paper; I usually go by what I see and this is exactly what I've seen.  They work hard all day and they party harder all night.  There are a variety of night clubs and pubs out here with some seriously hefty and beefy bouncers. You can drop into anyone of them and have a good time depending on the size of your pocket. Well you know, things can get pretty expensive inside a pub. So make sure you’re loaded with the greens in case you plan to step out of the house at night. I’m a Sheesha lover and the Sheesha that they serve out here is a little different from the ones that I got back in India. They have so many flavors to offer here. So almost in everything you have a hundred of options here. WOW!!!

Ready... Get set... Vrooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yes you got it right; I’m talking about the cars out here. Being and Indian and stepping in Dubai for the first time I freaked out looking at the cars out here. From a Fast and Furious Shelby Cobra to an elegant and classy Limousine, from an all muscle Dodge Challenger to a Beastly GMC. They have it all.  The roads of Dubai looks like a car exhibition every single day. My dream machine is a Hummer and I've seen enough of it in Dubai. Hope I get to own one someday.

Dubai is also a land of skyscrapers. It is still hard to believe that all the gigantic buildings here were actually constructed by man and not God. You can just keep watching these buildings for hours without getting tired. The only question that is still loitering on my mind is that how the beep did they build such huge buildings? The city is beautifully planned and even more beautifully executed. Most of the roads out here have five lanes and in spite of that you will experience some crazy traffic. Didn't I talk about cars a few seconds ago?  Beautiful place I must say.

Well this is about it for now. I will be back with another article shortly sharing a little more of my experiences as an Expat in Dubai.

Take care. 

ह se Hindustan ... ह se Hypocrisy - Part 1

 Disclaimer - I do love my country a lot but somewhere down the line I'm not very proud of the way things work here.  

1) Indian Politics ... Corruption ... Law etc etc .. 

( Even talking about it makes me yawn) 

Lets talk about Corruption and Law?  I mean how many of us aren't corrupted? Haven't we bribed the traffic policeman or may be lets say bribed a government official even once? Well I have ... So have you. People take bribes only because we are kind enough to offer them a bribe. We all want the easy way out, Don't we? And Law ... What about Law? Are we all law abiding citizens of India? We all are little criminals, accept it .. Well I have broken the law a few times .. So have you. But when it comes to Politics we all end up becoming a saint. 

 I'm literally going mad these days because of AAP and BJP nonsense .. I'm sure there are many people like me out there who are going crazy too. Everyone is pointing fingers at each other to prove who's more corrupt. Is it AAP or Is it BJP? Well who cares ... We all are fucking corrupt. When will be stop this blame game? When will people stop being hypocrite assholes? Politics is nothing but a source of entertainment for the majority of population in India. They know shit about the topic but still everyone has a fucking view. I have stopped watching news channels these days ... I don't need to actually ... My neighbors are kind enough to keep me updated about who's fucking whom on the news channels. I prefer watching porn instead... At least its realistic. Ask yourself ... Do you seriously think that things are gonna change? I guess yes .. Things will change .. The day Politics becomes Politics again from Dirty Business things will surely change. 

2)  This one is really interesting 

 "All India Bakchod - Knockout"

While almost the entire country was laughing their ass off at this crazy new concept ( I am assuming this as their video went viral on youtube in no time) a few Sanskari citizens of India were apparently moaning the death of Indian Values and Cultures. Everyone had a fucking opinion again. My question for all the people who oppose this is very simple .. How many of you guys haven't used grrrrrr bad words like Teri Maa ki, Behen Ki or for that matter even Chutiya in your entire life? We all have used these words at least a few thousand times in our lives already ... Ok sophisticated plush assholes will translate the same in English ...  But none of us can say that we are SAINTS. Then why the hypocrisy? Why are we behind the lives of AIB? They had the balls to do it in public while we restrict it to our comfort zone. Now you may end up calling Deepika and Sonakshi a hypocrite but hey wait a minute ... You're a hypocrite yourself. We screw up values and cultures on a daily basis and when something like this happens we all become Sanskari. This is one of the main reason why I feel that the Indian society is full of Hypocrite bastards. 

Say for example when Kamal Rashid Khan aka KRK, the superstar ( LOL)  updates a status or tweets about his views we abuse the life out of him and then we get into the sanskari mode after watching AIB... Funny people. 

I mean if AIB fucks around its against our culture then what about the Saas Bahu daily soaps that almost all the women and most of the men watch with utmost interest where women get married multiple times? They just keep getting married.... Hahahaha isn't that against Indian Values and Culture? Think about it... Moving forward.

3) Inter caste Love marriages 

( My favorite topic )

"Beta tumne humari pure samaaj mein naak katwadi ... Tumhe pyar karne ke liye ek Muslim ladka hi mila tha? Char log kya kahenge?" says a Hindu Mother who's daughter is in love with a well educated sorted out Muslim boy. But then eventually everything gets fucked up because of these religious differences. Even though my country is modernized we still lack common sense. 

Girls and Guys these days are allowed to party all night long but when it comes to inter caste love marriages, we once again go back to the Sanskari mode and we start talking about our values and culture. I still don't get it .. What the fuck it wrong with you people? Don't you wanna see your child happy with the one they are madly in love with?  

"Ohh I am a modern mother .. I allow my daughter to wear skirts and go out with friends .. It's her life after all," said a Mother. 

"Aunty ji would you be fine if your daughter gets married to a well settled guy who does not belong to your caste?" I asked,

"Yeah kya bol rahey ho beta? Char log kya kahenge?" was her reply. 

Such is the level of hypocrisy in my country ...  

Well different people have different views .. This judgement is purely based on what I think. 

Ek puri Novel likh di is topic pe ... Kab sudhrogey Uncle Aunty?? 

Go and read Via Delhi -  A twisted tale of Love 

4) Woman Empowerment 

An open question to every single woman who is reading this.

How many of you feel safe in your own neighborhood? 

What more should I talk about women empowerment when the women in my country lack safety? 

The President of USA, Mr Barack Obama was in India for the Republic day and boy oh boy ... I was pretty impressed with the security in Delhi. Yeah Delhi ... Oye don't laugh ... I'm serious ... I'm talking about Delhi only ... So what if Delhi is the crime capital of India? So what if Delhi registers the maximum number of rape cases every year? We should be proud that we made Mr. Obama feel safe. 

Dear Ministers of India,

First protect the girl child and then talk about saving the girl child and educating them.

The Politicians of my Country are by far the biggest bunch of hypocrites that I have seen. 

Don't take me wrong please ... I'm not stopping you from falling in love with BJP or AAP. 

P.S - Where are all the cctv cameras gone? Bhadey pe liya tha kya? 

ABHI KE LIYE ITNA HI ... MILTE HAI BREAK KE BAAD!!

Ab jab itna read kar hi liya hai toh comment bhi kardo ... Gaali waali ... sab chalta hai 

Khwaja Garib Nawaz - Ajmer Sharif Dargah - A place where I found "PEACE"

"Khwaja mere khwaja, 
Dil mein sama ja

Shaaho ka shaah tu,

Ali ka dulaara"

2014 has been a year filled with mixed emotions. A perfect blend of tragedies followed by 

waves of unexpected success and fame. It was a year filled with tears of sorrow as well as

 happiness. But the thing that was missing was PEACE. My mind kept wandering on the 

roads of pain and mental torture most of the time. From crying my eyes out every night to signing my first autograph ... From smoking marijuana in the hope to find sleep to

connecting with my Fans. 2014, I've experience it all.

I have made some very bad decisions in my life and quitting my Job in May 2014 tops the 

chart. But then I was mentally disturbed ... My mind was always on the Insanity Mode. 

So I don't entirely blame myself for it. 

"Love can make you or break you .. It tore me apart" is a line from my Novel 

Via Delhi-A twisted tale of Love

This was exactly  my condition throughout 2014. The only question that used to loiter on 

my mind every time was "Why me? Where did I go wrong?" and believe me these questions have given me sleepless nights almost every single night in 2014. So now you guys know 

why do you always find me online on Facebook even at 04.00 am. People often tell me that I should not be very open about my personal life in public now that I'm a known writer but I 

laugh it off even thought I know that they are right. I want my life to be an open book for 

as long as I live even though the story is not very gripping. 

The entire year has passed by cursing my life. The only thing good about 2014 was my

debut novel. I ended up becoming a published Author and all that it took was just  one 

book to give me name, fame, success, recognition, newspaper interviews, radio interviews, 

e-magazine interviews etc etc. But was I really happy? NO was the answer. Life was still very much incomplete. By now I had become an expert in faking smiles. It helped me camouflage

a mentally disturbed mind and a broken heart perhaps. Today when I think about it, 

I laugh.

29th December 2014 - Ajmer - A day that I shall always remember.

I woke up around 08.00 am and looked around only to find my parents and little sister 

already dressed up to pay their homage to  Khwaja Garib Nawaz. It was bitterly cold that

morning. The temperature was around 6 degrees. I somehow managed to take a shower 

fearing hypothermia. I know it sounds crazy to use such a hardcore term ... But I was 

seriously shivering. Being born and brought up in Mumbai and then later on spending 8 

years of my life in Hyderabad, I was never really used to cold temperatures.

We were on our way to the Dargah which was briefly a mile way from the Royal Melange 

Hotel. It is said that all your wishes are fulfilled at this Dargah. A prayer made from the

deepest corner of your heart will never go empty and I decided to do just that. I decided to pray .. I decided to ask for so many things ... In short, I became greedy. I wanted it all...

"We entered the Dargah premises and believe me I went blank. I forgot about everything 

else that was going on on my mind just a few minutes ago. I still wonder how did this 

happen. How did I forget everything so soon? And the worst part is that I couldn't even

recollect all that I had decided to ask for. The Dargah was as usual very crowded and with 

the help of a Holy Man who calls himself Baba Fakri we managed to get inside the the actual

shrine through the VIP gate. 

My entire world flipped upside down as soon as I got in and I started crying like a baby. 

I just kept crying and crying without an end to it. I had no clue what was going on. 

There were so many things that I wanted to ask with a greedy smile on my face but I 

couldn't ask for anything at all. 

Khwaja Garib Nawaz knew what I really wanted ... And that was PEACE. 

After paying homage we came out of the shrine and took a seat close to a group of 

Kawali singers who were singing Kawali's. The music was so soothing.... I was enjoying 

the music ... I was actually enjoying something after months. My mind was was at peace .. My soul was at peace .. My body was at peace. I started feeling good about myself .. 

I started feeling good about my achievements in life. I mean how many people get the opportunity to become a celebrated Author at the age of 27? Not many that I know of. My eyes were still pretty moist but then there was a smile on my face. It was like a divine soul had 

just embraced me and healed me completely. Peace was something that was missing in my 

life and peace is exactly what I got. 

On any other given day I am usually lost in thoughts and end up sulking most of the time 

but things were different now as if I had undergone a brainwash therapy. My mind was all of a sudden free from every single thought that used to disturb me. I thought this is just a 

one time gesture. I will be back to being myself the next day but today is the 5th day and 

my mind is still hanging around with peace rather than stupid thoughts. The feeling is just 

like I have attained some kind of a Nirvana. I still wonder how can an emotional fool turn 

sane in just a matter of a few minutes.

 I had indeed experienced a "Healing Touch" 

I have slept like a log ever since I got back home. I am much more happier now...

When you fall down .. You always have two option .. Either to stay down and cry for the 

rest of you life or to get up and start walking again. Khwaja Garib Nawaz helped my get 

back up. He helped me get back my smiles ... He helped me get back the lost PEACE.

3rd Jan 2015 - Present day.

I have just completed writing the 3rd chapter of my 2nd novel and I am confident that this novel will end up taking me places. I am going to chase my Bollywood dreams like never 

before... 

Khwaja Garib Nawaz - Ajmer Sharif Dargah - A place where I found "PEACE"

"Khwaja mere khwaja,

Dil mein sama ja  
Bekaso ki takdir,
Tune hai sawari" 

A Letter to Santa Claus

Dearest Santa Claus,

I hope you are doing well.  I know you must be pretty caught up these days delivering gifts all over the world. I had last written my last letter to you when I was just 8 years old. Today I am writing to you again exactly after 20 years. After my 9th birthday I realized that you're only a myth cause I stopped getting any more gifts from you and look at me today ... penning down this letter to you with hope all over my face. Well, I know what you're thinking right now... Do I believe in you? Yes, I do.

Let me come straight to the point .. I have been a very bad boy all throughout the year. I have made a lot of people upset ... a lot of people cry.

 Please don't tear this letter .. Please read further ..

I know that fact that you only gift those people who have been good all throughout the year and considering my bad track record  I don't deserve any new gifts at all. Honestly, I don't want anything new and fancy..

Can you please return me back all that I have lost?? Please...

People around me often ask me to move on. They keep telling me that what ever happens.. happens for the good. But then I am blessed with a stupid stubborn heart that refuses to listen to anyone. So could you please return back all that I have lost? I should usually be asking God all this but its been close to a year now since we had a decent conversation. Earlier we were like buddies .. Really.

You must me wondering what am I talking about right?

Firstly I have lost my peace of mind. I cannot sleep at nights .. I cannot think straight. I usually end up getting in a state of depression and trust me I hate it. Boys of my age are settled down in life or maybe partying hard somewhere and look at me Santa.. I'm still trying to figure out my life. Sounds crazy right? Do you need any assistance in distributing gifts tonight? I'm very much available. So could you please give me my peace of mind back?

Secondly its all about losing the one you Love. It is heart breaking when you lose the one you love the most, isn't it Santa? And the catch here is that I still don't know where did I go wrong. I try hard not to think about my past but I end up thinking about it at least a few times everyday and those thoughts are enough to shake me up totally. Honestly, there are so many people out there who love me and really want to be with me. Then why am I finding it so difficult to erase my past? Do you have a magical eraser or something of that sort that can delete the memories of my past? Love can make you or break you .. It tore me apart Santa. I have been raised on a diet of almonds I guess, forgetting things are really getting difficult now. I know she is never going to come back ... May be I was never worth it after all.  I've lost my ability to think straight.Could you please give me back my ability to think straight. My ability to differentiate between whats good for me and whats bad for me?

Thirdly its about losing my ambitions .. losing my identity. You know Santa, off late I have become so ambition less. I've lost the zeal of making it big in life. I'm slowly losing my identity too. I once used to be the life of every party and look at me today. I've created a shell around me ... I try hard to break it but every time I try doing that I fail miserably and somewhere down the line its all connected to the heart break. Well I don't blame anyone for my current situation. I'm solely responsible for all the mess around me then why am I behaving like I'm blind? Like I cannot see anything that's going on around me... Like a cranky child who just refuses to listen to anyone. What is wrong with me? Could you please help me in getting my ambitions and identity back.

Lastly could you please tell my grandmother that I love her very much? I lost my grandmother on the 22nd of December and I only regret that fact that I didn't tell her that I loved her enough. How would I? I was lost in my own world full of sorrows and confusion ... Today I realize what have I've lost when she's not around.. I miss the way she called me "Sabi Boy" ... I know you're in good terms with the Almighty and you can walk in to the gates of heaven anytime. Could you please do this for me? Could you please tell her that I love her very much and that I'm sorry for not being there around her during her last days... I'm a bad grandson right? I told you earlier, that I have been a very bad boy.

People like me think from the heart and that's exactly what screws up everything, I guess. I don't really care what you think about me Santa. Whatever I've written today, I've written it straight from my HEART.

                                                                                                                Merry Christmas Santa,
                                                                                                                Thanks & Regards,
                                                                                                                Sabi.

Real MEN don't RAPE

India is going to the dogs at a rapid pace. "RAPE" being one of the main reason for this down fall apart from corruption and hypocrisy. Are women safe in my Country?  Are little girls safe in my country?  I don't think so and you would agree to this.

Whenever an unfortunate woman gets raped the first thing we do is blame the Indian government. Does that actually make sense? I mean ... I personally do not like the way our Government works but I wouldn't blame the government for a rape case. Yeah ... I know that the government should be imposing capital punishment for all these bastards who have the nerves to commit a crime like rape. But then as mentioned earlier, I personally do not like the way our Government works. We enjoy playing the blame game, don't we?

Whom do we blame then?? Do we blame women for wearing short skirts and showing their cleavage in public at times?? Well the Hypocrite Indian Society would shout "YES" to this question in chorus.  So a woman gets raped and she gets blamed for it too because she instigated rape. I have heard this several time and I simply had to mention this piece of crap here. I would like to ask how do girls as young as 4 and 5  instigate rape?? We Indians have reached the orbit of Mars but our mentality still sucks. Just a handful of my fellow countrymen are sane and I am not ashamed to say this. The entire country has passed a verdict that "Delhi is unsafe for women." Women are unsafe everywhere. If rape has to happen, it will happen. "Delhi ko unsafe bata diya .. Apna kaam khatam" this is the mentality of people around you and me. 

Whom do we blame then?? Ummmmm ... Let me think ... BINGO!! I got the answer. A few fucked up pervert rapist minds around us.  Now once again this judgement is purely based on my opinions. Your opinion may still be stuck on to women and their clothes. It's really sad that you still think  in that direction.

I was watching a popular reality show called Roadies on M.tv the other day and the judges posed a question to all its contestant. "Whom should be blamed for raped?" - Women and their short clothes was a prompt reply given by one of the contestants. What was more shocking was that the contestant was a girl and what was even more shocking was that she was pursuing a course in journalism and this is exactly why I said that India is going to the dogs. An 18 year old male contestant said that women have to be blamed for rape because they go to pubs and get drunk and make awkward postures which tempt the men around them. Now I seriously wish I could call up this little bastard and tell him that even if a woman decides to roam nude on the roads, no man has got the fucking rights to rape her. I was really disgusted with most of the answers. But I don't blame them. I blame the environment that they were born and brought up in so directly or indirectly I am blaming their parents for inculcating such wonderful values in them. Small mentalities can at times ruin big things. I did mention about hypocrisy before right?? Well this is exactly why I mentioned it. 

The mentality of these people may or may not change. My only area of concern at the moment is a rapist mind.  What gives birth to a rapist mind?? If you as me I would say "The Hypocrite Indian society" for we have the habit of blaming women, don't we?

 To all the rapists out there, You are born out of a women then how on earth can you treat a woman like a sex object .. for god sake!! I sometimes wonder if your Mother and Sisters are safe in your company for you are disgusting. Don't you feel a shiver up your spine when you hear the girl scream for mercy? How can you bastards be so cold? Don't you fear God? Will you be able to face yourself in the mirror after committing this crime? So many questions to ask a rapist mind but I am sure I will get no answers since these bastard ain't human. I can't even call them animals. I seriously do not want to offend any animal here for I am sure they too have some basic moral values. Rapist are people that will continue to exist around us so will all the rape. Bitter fact .. But true.

So what is the plan of action? What do we do? It is my sincere request to all my brothers out there ... If you see any guy misbehaving with a girl please do not sit back and watch the show. Be man enough and try stopping that cowardly act. You don't need brawn ... All that you need is a heart. We all have one, don't we? Misbehavior is often a stepping stone towards rape. I am sure many of you would agree to this. Now its time to address all my sisters out there. Please for god sake stop pretending that you're a weaker sex. If you can bear the pain of giving birth then I am sure that you are stronger than a man. The trick is pretty simple, when in a sticky situation please scream your lungs out of help. India proudly stands at the 2nd position with regards to population and most of the time someone or the other is always around you and if that fails kick a man in between his legs. I repeat ... Kick a man in between his legs.. Phew, I sure a few of you are still thinking. Let me make it simple, Kick a man in his Balls. Got it?? Also please do carry a pepper spray. I am not sure if it works thought. But there is not harm in carrying the little spray along with your make up right??  Plus there are so many helpline applications available in the market now for smartphone users. Please use them instead of playing those stupid candy games. Be alert!!!

I would like to sum it up by saying that not all MEN are the same. "Real MEN don't RAPE"