Namaste Anna

For long, Northern bhaiyas/didis and Southern anna/auties have been fighting for the best culture, ethics, food, chicks and the booty. I ask what the fuck?

Open Youtube, yes, the same site which school kids resort to watch mallu aunties getting groped and sucked, go to any Sachin Tendulkar video and you can literally see Indians and Pakistanis fighting as if somebody among them would throw their dick to fuck the one opposing him. And on the same lines, start streaming Singham or any other Indian remake of their southern counterpart. Situation is almost same except the fact that here both bhaiyas and the mallus flaunt their brown and dark brown asses and argue about the bollywood’s and tollywood’s actresses’ bosoms, and trust me, they do it with passion more than what Poonam Pandey has when she fake her strip antics.

Now talking about the gastronomical urges, how can we forget about the eternal Roti-Dosa feud? They together represent the Bobby Darling copulating with him/her-self. Both are best at their own places but why fight over an obnoxious matter of which is more tongue’gasmic? Is it really worth fighting over, I mean no matter what you eat, which language you speak, which car you drive, our forever love for Silk Smitha’s cleavage will never end, our best common interest.

Indian Mona Lisa

There are uncountable differences between these two different species of us, Indians. Who says India doesn’t have sufficient oil reserves like Middle East. There is more coconut oil used in hairs here in South than anywhere in the whole world. Isn’t it amazing? The same way, more hair gel is consumed in North than lubrication while doing the act anywhere in world. Now this is awesome.

What I have noticed as of now, that if you have a blog and somehow you want to grab attention and get more hits on, this topic is the best way to do it. Some of them I came across happened to be on various topics ranging from ‘Difference between North Indian porn and South Indian Porn’ to a series of open  letters from bhaiyas to annas and mallu aunties to didis arguing over weather, food, sports, dicks, body and pubic hair and many others.

Well, condition is not this bad, what it appears to be. Afterall, who doesn’t know Rajnikant in North India or who hasn’t heard of Amitabh Bachchan in South India. Both are legends all over the country, whether it’s Haryana or Tamil Nadu.

It’s not that we hate each other. It’s just that we love fighting each other, signs of a united family. That’s what brings us all together. And if this doesn’t bring you together, for everything else, metaphorically speaking, there are always Vidya Balans in many Dirty Pictures to resort to.

DISCLAIMER1: How do you know somebody is from Delhi? Answer- They will tell you!

DISCLAIMER2:  You don’t meet a mallu, they just happen.

DISCLAIMER3: Be proud of what you are!