I will confess: my gut reaction is that a woman’s IQ relates inversely to whether that woman tends to wear accident-inducing high heeled shoes. I think of women who flock to such shoes as women who aspire to become Barbies or Princesses. Before you write a comment to protest, I realize that my gut feeling is a gross over-simplification. I also have an analogous gut feeling with regard to men who aspire to higher forms of masculinity by rushing to engage in dangerous activities such as motocross or hang-gliding . . .

Contrary to conventional wisdom, I don’t think that women who wear high heels are “hotter” than those who don’t. To the contrary, I’m annoyed by high heels. Most woman who wear them look uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that they become objects of pity than sexiness. But many other men (and women) disagree with me. For proof, take a look at almost any advertising !!

Anyway, let me start with the facts – It has been proven beyond a reasonable doubt that wearing high heel shoes contribute to numerous serious injuries.

• Corns and calluses. Thick, hardened layers of skin develop in areas of friction between your shoe and your foot.
• Toenail problems. Constant pressure on your toes and nail beds from being forced against the front of your shoe by a high heel can lead to nail fungus and ingrown toenails.
• Hammertoe. When your toes are forced against the front of your shoe, an unnatural bending of your toes results. This can lead to hammertoe .
• Bunions. Tight fitting shoes may worsen bunions — bony bumps that form on the joint at the base of your big toe.
• Tight heel cords. If you wear high heels all the time, you risk tightening and shortening your Achilles tendon.
• Pump bump. Also known as Haglund’s deformity, this bony enlargement on the back of your heel can become aggravated by the rigid backs or straps of high heels.
• Neuromas. A growth of nerve tissue. A neuroma causes sharp, burning pain in the ball of your foot accompanied by stinging or numbness in your toes.
• Joint pain in the ball of the foot – This causes increased pressure, strain and pain in your forefoot. Shoes with tightfitting toe boxes can lead to similar discomfort.
• Stress fractures. Tiny cracks in one of the bones of your foot.
• High heels have also been linked to overworked or injured leg muscles, osteoarthritis of the knee and low back pain. You also risk ankle injuries if you lose your balance and fall off your high heels

Rupert Evans, an accident and emergency doctor at University Hospital of Wales in Cardiff said injuries could lead to long-term problems. Women should stick to shoes with heels less than 4cm (1.5in) if they wanted to avoid a trip to hospital, he advised. Dr Evans said he has seen an increase in the number of women being admitted to hospital with injuries caused by the fashionable footwear. Injuries ranged from sprained ankles to broken bones and dislocations – and in some cases caused permanent damage.

What kind of permanent damage? chronic knee pain, sprained ankles and back problems.

So why do women wear high heels?

But lets consider for a moment if Newton was even more interested in love, he would have come up with different versions of the laws… something like below may be…

Universal law:

“Love can neither be created nor be destroyed; only it can transfered from One girlfriend to another girlfriend with some loss of money ”

First law:

“a boy in love with a girl, continue to be in love with her and a girl in love with a boy, continue to be in love with him, until or unless any external agent(brother or father of the gal) comes into play and break the legs of the boy. ”

Second law:

“the rate of change of intensity of love of a girl towards a boy is directly proportional to the instantaneous bank balance of the boy and the direction of this love is same to as increment or decrement of the
bank balance. ”

Third law:

” the force applied while proposing a girl by a boy is equal and opposite to the force applied by the girl while slapping.

Hope Everyone enjoyed this one.. i know i did. LMAO

anyway, here is the latest auto fare list for mumbai suburbsfor your help if you’re in mumbai. cheers.

It all started with a suggestion from R about Armin Van Buuren ’s “A State Of Trance” Radio show that is produced by DI.FM. As soon as i listened to one episode i wanted more, and then began the downloading of new episodes every week and search for the old ones by means of peer 2 peer networks.

Its been already almost 100 episodes down and i am not bored or over it yet. its keeps growing on to you. And whats best about it, is the fact that this is pure white trance. uplifting, feel good factor. Not like psych and dark trance that used to pull me down and get me into a dark and brooding mood.

ASOT rocks and I am listening to episode 436 as i write this.

Have you listened to it yet?

On the eve of 31st, after an hour long of deciding whether to go out or not, considering the traffic situations in Mumbai outside the roads and also inside eating places, we headed to Hiranandani, Powai. For sure the place was bright and cheerful like a bride on her wedding day.

So we went to Papa Johns, specially cause it looked decently less crowded than other places. And i would seriously prefer going to some place less crowded than a good place with a waiting for an hour! anyway, we made our self comfortable and ordered pizzas. Within 15 minutes our order arrive and we started. it was around 2330 hours then.

At around some minutes before the clock hands hit 12, the whole place’s serving staff had gathered at the counter, looking at the clock with smiles on their faces. just as it hit, they switched off the lights, started some typical bollywood dance music and started dancing, in the middle of the restaurant! this went on for 15 minutes as the resident DJ from the kitchen continued to change songs and they danced.

Once getting the cue from the manager of the place, everyone straightened themselves up and went back to serving food like nothing had happened. Surprisingly one of the serving staff had taken time out from dancing to serve us our second round of pizza as well.

Observing all of this made me smile. The spirit of humans to find time to enjoy few minutes of happiness in any situation. I was wondering about the people who worked at the restaurant till late hours and were not allowed to go and spend the beginning of the new year with their families. People in Mumbai were out till 3 in night, and so were these people. Only difference would be, former ones were partying, and later was serving the former’s comforts!

But those 15 excruciatingly painful minutes full of music, in which they danced, were an awesome sight nonetheless. That was a celebration of embracing the new year with an attitude head on. Cheers to the unbreakable human spirit! Jai Ho!

Although its said that new year resolution lasts just as long as January 7th of the same year, i am going to try sticking to this one for at least a week longer than that!

Recipe
• Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well. Add the egg and mix thoroughly. Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.. Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla extract, and mix again… Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don’t be alarmed! Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired.

  
  
  And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the world?
  Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any time!!

  ]]> http://ektz.in/blog/most-dangerous-cake-recipe/feed/ 6 http://ektz.in/blog/why-i-want-to-be-a-film-maker/ http://ektz.in/blog/why-i-want-to-be-a-film-maker/#comments Mon, 17 Aug 2009 12:01:01 +0000 ektz http://ektz.in/?p=871 Unlike most filmmakers, I never dreamt of it as kid.
  I desired to communicate, via writing, painting, photography.
  Later came film-making, A skillfully liberated medium.
  I want to make films… that mirror reality … that touch lives … that make a difference.
  … that entertain and elevate one to humanity!
  ]]> http://ektz.in/blog/why-i-want-to-be-a-film-maker/feed/ 2 http://ektz.in/blog/mr-lovable/ http://ektz.in/blog/mr-lovable/#comments Sun, 16 Aug 2009 05:48:46 +0000 ektz http://ektz.in/?p=869

  Thats what Mr Tiger did the other day!
  You definitely gotta love the affection thats shown in the above picture.
  I love it more, because its done on a nutella jar. very thoughtful of you, Mr Tiger.

  ps. the story behind it is, that i had brought a new nutela choco-hazelnut spread jar the other day, and it slipped outta my hand and broke. Had to scoop everything up and throw it away without even tasting it. i felt very sad that day. and he knew that. so he did this yesterday to cheer me up, and sure it worked, like a charm.

  ]]> http://ektz.in/blog/mr-lovable/feed/ 0 http://ektz.in/blog/moonlight-a-fiction-short-story/ http://ektz.in/blog/moonlight-a-fiction-short-story/#comments Mon, 10 Aug 2009 06:27:31 +0000 ektz http://ektz.in/2009/08/10/moonlight-a-fiction-short-story/ Moonlight glittered silver on the trees. Each leaf was defined in acid iridescence. The full round face of the moon peeked through the oval leaves and into gray eyes. Eyelids fringed with thick black lashes momentarily eclipsed the gray eyes, smoky like quartz. The lashes brushed against cheeks smudged with the remnants of the night’s mascara. The cheeks were tickled by wisps of black flair. The hair was swept back and held by spidery hands with sanguine nails. The corner of the right pinkie fingernail rested in the bend of the full red mouth. The full red mouth parted slightly to reveal strong sharp white teeth. The teeth were eased apart and full-throated laughter rang out of the mouth. The laughter carried down into the city tar below and a man awoke, startled, in his bed.

  He sat up in the dark, clutching the thin bed sheet to his chest as if it could offer some protection against the dream that woke him. Cold rivulets of sweat ran down his forehead over his cheek to his chin to drip onto the powerless sheet. He glanced from side to side to see if he were alone. Yes, he was.

  In the blue-defined room, the moon shone in and made patterns on his white sheet front the leaves on the tree outside his window. The vision of a pale red-lipped lover hovered over him. He shook his head to clear it, spraying sweat drops onto the pristine sheets. He never could get back to sleep after having a dream that vivid. He decided to take a walk.

  She watched as the tall sleek man walked out of his house. She thought about how it would feel to run her fingers through his long brown hair. She thought about all of the life coursing through his veins, and how it could all be hers. But this was a fine specimen of a human, maybe she would keep him around for a while. She waited under her tree and twirled around, letting her long black skirts swish about her booted ankles. She could see him, now, a block away.

  He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, his phantom lover come to life. He ambled over to her tree and tried to think of something clever to say. He managed a “hi”. That was all he could think of besides her. She eclipsed his reality, was eternity incarnate.

  She smiled at him and removed the need for conversation by kissing him passionately. He felt a sharp pain in his tongue, but then she began licking it gently, and all of the hurt vanished. As she moved from his mouth to his neck, all he could think about was how he wanted to belong to her forever.

  She sighed. She longed for the man who could resist her. What good was a willing food source for a companion? Didn’t anyone try to resist a blood-sucker vampire anymore?

  More and more recently, victims welcomed her advances if they didn’t actually invite her in the first place. She was sad to see such a sweet face fall by the wayside, but she was searching for a mate, an equal, and he was not it. She stroked his hair gently, it was indeed as soft as she had hoped, and as he murmured, “I love you,’ she bit into the tender flesh of his neck. He didn’t struggle, but happily abandoned himself to the pleasurable vortex that she hurled him into with her last kiss. As she set his body beneath the tree and stepped away, she had regret. She wished she had made love to him while he was alive.

  But then again, death and sex are not mutually exclusive events.

  ]]> http://ektz.in/blog/moonlight-a-fiction-short-story/feed/ 0