Monday, January 5, 2009

Itsy bitsy, teeny weenie bomb blast

The new year celebrations are over and the cops are gone from the beach.

Dozens of them, toting guns – some in khaki, others in jungle camouflage – have been loitering around for days in the sand, looking hot and uncomfortable among all the bare bodies.

They've left behind ugly sand bunkers bang in the middle of the beach. What they hoped to achieve with these bunkers remains a mystery. Did they think they could hide behind them and shoot at terrorists who, of course, would conveniently be standing right there? But the sand bunkers were in the end more useful than the cops.

I saw a slender woman in a bikini reclining on one and gazing dreamily at the sunset.

Ironic, that, given that the bikini was named after an island in the Pacific ocean where the first atomic bomb tests were carried out in the 1940s. The reason being, of course, that the effect of this itsy-bitsy swimsuit on the susceptible male was thought to be as powerful as a bomb blast.

Sad how people now associate the word bomb only with horror: with blood and gore.

It make one long for more innocent times when the word bomb referred to silly things like beautiful women in itsy-bitsy bikinis.

But happily for all, sex bombs in their bikinis were the only bombs the cops found on the beach.

2 comments:

Sauvik Chakraverti said...

I too saw cops on Palolem beach, with their uniforms and guns, yet looking like they'd be glad to change places with the tourists. Who wouldn't?

Reminds me of a Mad magazine cartoon strip I saw once: A uniformed cop sitting on his police motorcycle waiting for speedsters. While his shadow showed a long-haired hippie on a Harley with a freak chick sitting behind. The caption: "The Shadow Tells It All."

jayram said...

hi varuna-welcome back (to your blog i mean) and happy new year-jayram

This is an incident that actually happened during the terrorist attack on the Taj Mahal Hotel Mumbai-

An old Parsi gentleman, a resident of Hong Kong and a regular guest at the Taj for 15 days a year had taken out his hearing aids, dentures and gone to bed at his regular hour- 10pm- He was in one of the rooms very close to all the action like grenade attack, fire and bullets from the terrorist and return fire from the police, army etc- The man simply slept through the entire shindig. He woke up at his regular hour and was upset that nobody was picking up the room service phone. So he got dressed up and went outside to find some breakfast. The commando couldn’t believe what he was seeing. An old man walking very slowly, looking at the commando curiously, and enquiring whether the breakfast room was open!