In this world, there are 3 types of swindlers (sagi, a homophone for heron): Those who defraud others of their money -shirosagi (white sagi) Those who play with others' emotions -akasagi (red sagi) And then there's a sagi which feeds on other sagis only. There's only 1 in the world.. Kurosagi (Black sagi) ------x----- Now, I am a fan of guys who act all moody and deep in dramas so I totally fell in love with Yamapi when I watched Code Blue, and with Matsujun when I watched Gokusen. In spite of that, however, Yamapi was not up to standard in this drama...too young perhaps? It reminded me of his role in Nobuta no produce, wishy washy... -------x----- Still reading? Then I can tell you the plot .. A young man, Kurosaki, whose father killed his own family and himself (after attempting to kill him), vows to get rid of all the shirosagi from the world to avenge his family, by swindling those swindlers... I found it too short, the ending too abrupt (I was binge watching).. I enjoyed watching it, but it's not something I would watch again.. Kurosaki doesn't seem to be a very serious person, it bugs me.. But he does play the part of a victim who, no matter what happens in the world, lives in the incident for ever.. Sad. Anyways, I'm gonna watch the movie and tell you if it's more thrilling.. Bang! |
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All my life, i've never considered myself a jealous person.
Crushes came and went, sometimes with girlfriends right in front of me, but didn't really get jealous.. people did better than me in studies or had more success with experiments and stuff,or maybe successful in relationships and I didn't care much.. But today it struck me that I might be a jealous person after all.. I am so jealous of the opposite gender. I envy them for so many reasons, e.g.: For needing to cover less parts of their body without stirring havoc in society .. For having a low maintenance body.. For not having to worry about menarche and menstruation and menopause and their implications on our physique, stamina, psychology, everyday life decisions, and for deciding when to get married (limited time to have kids, and we age much earlier than men..seriously, most men look awesome at 40 even if they looked unattractive at 20). We women think so much more than men. Sometimes we act on impulse, despite overthinking things! I envy men for having no negative biases being placed upon them from the moment their born (In many cultures, it's disliked if not totally unlucky to have a baby girl. A woman who has a baby girl hates her for not being a boy, a man scolds his wife and threatens to marry again if she doesnt give birth to a boy thus making her give birth again and again perhaps yearly such that there are overburdened and the woman's uterus collapses. no kidding. and then there are practices where baby girls are buried alive. it's not just a pre-islamic practice- just go to India and see for yourself. surprise surprise stupid men, it's the man's sperm that decides whether a boy or a girl is conceived. where's your Iman oh Yemeni* men and Bangladeshi** men? If nobody had baby girls, how will you even have children you idiot. Besides, these girls are the ones that guarantee you heaven, 3 girls and upholding your islamic pillars is enough to guarantee you heaven, idiots!*** I envy men for not being stopped from vigorous sports because secretly your parents are worried that you will get hurt and break your hymen or do some damage to your reproductive organs or your beauty. I envy men for not having curfew hours as common and early as ours. I envy men for not being looked at weirdly for choosing not to get married. I envy men for being able to carry the family name. I envy men for being able to live with their family, even after marriage, for eternity and no one questions them. I envy men for their desires being acknowledged. Is there anyone who questions the idea that men love and fantasize about women? I envy men for society accepting and understanding when they reject a woman based on her looks, but the same does not apply to a woman, even in a modern, educated society,. I envy men for not being sexualized and objectified, when compared to women. I envy men for their simple mindedness and acceptance of their body and role at a very young age. I envy men for not having to go through the trauma of childbirth.. I envy men for not having to worry about how much/little hair they have. I envy men for their ability to not immediately blame themselves e.g. situation: pants too tight --> these pants must have shrunk <instead of> ---->i must have gotten fatter.. I envy men for their innate nature of not being critical of their peers of the same sex. Woman to another woman about another woman: OMG! Have you seen her dress? I envy men for not being able to prove their virginity . You just either believe them or you don't. I envy men. Okay, now that I've emphasized my envy of men maybe we can talk about what can I do to change society and change my own unfortunately-already-established-bad-ideas-about-being-a-woman, because if you notice it's not penis envy and I've no interest in changing my nature and becoming a transvestite. Jabir ibn Abdullah reported: The Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings be upon him, said, “Whoever has three daughters and he cares for them, he is merciful to them, and he clothes them, then he will enter Paradise.” It was said, “O Messenger of Allah, what if he has only two?” The Prophet said, “Even two.” Greetings! Did I mention that I've got my mom's rice cooker in my dorm room this semester? It's totally illegal here..but it's my last semester and i just don't care anymore... Of course I don't totally not care.. I mean I do take the pain of keeping my utensils, ingredients and rice cooker hidden... and Still can't the hang of perfect rice, but all other foods turn out okay..by okay i mean way healthier than the food they sell at the canteens here, cheaper, of satisfying portions, of unquestionable hygiene and sometimes tasty too. Here are a few pictures: |
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AuthorA girl who likes herbs..likes some poetry, but write only once in a blue moon.. she's for ever fascinated by language..a night owl too..loves nature and Man too.. She likes crowds, but only when she can drown in them and be an observer.. |