Annie was disgusted, the guy Schreidhorn, who impressed her
at Oxford and then who happened to also meet her at the Cambridge get
together.Kind of impressed her.
He introduced himself as Shrek, and he had carried out an
impressive talk on Schopenhauer, during Oxfords Golden Jubilee conference of the
John Locke lecture series, they were then together at the after party, Prof. Bernstein
had to attend to several other friends and acquaintances - Annie’s presentation on the
potential of Nucleic, Cellular and Cosmic aspects of Philosophy was simply the
most sensational presentation at the conference, Prof. Bernstein had introduced
her as his enemy and nemesis to the audience.
Annie proved it.
With such aggression.
Many of Prof. Bernstein’s colleagues, friends and admirers
were left a bit burnt.
But should Annie care ?
Not the least .
When it came to her subject she was merciless.
Ruthless.
Brutal.
Her points even during the ‘Q & A’ post presentation
were so well researched and presented, even the most senior luminary present
had to take cover in case he , she entered the post presentation Q & A
session with a question.
But once all that was over, she was out partying.
She jumped in with this new wondeerboy ‘Shrek’ and was off
plundering various eastern Philosophy myths like Shiva the mystique, Rama of
Ethics and Krishna of love, sex and erotica. Durga the feminine barbarian.
To defend ‘Shrek’ , he was indeed brilliant, but he was so
brilliant he felt every other fellow human equally intelligent, he couldn’t
help ‘coz otherwise he couldn’t relate with the world around him .
Other things like Music, Rock n Roll were etc’s of his intellectual
life.
Nothing much.
When Annie met ‘Shrek’ , he was way too enamoured by her, he
simply had no words to describe the feeling, while She was taking all the envy,
the admiration, the patronage, the jealousy , the hate and the wish that ‘I
wish I were Annie’ feeling among many, with nervous and ‘not quite natural’
aplomb.
They kept bumping on each other , since the after theme
party was that of an impromptu rotating Tango party where the moment the music
started you had to dance with the person standing next to you.
When the music stopped you just let her go.
You could talk to her . Hold her.
Even propose.
But then it’s entirely different with Annie.
It was then that he proposed a Rock n Roll + Trance show follow
up at Lisbon, over a rare Depeche Mode + Tiesta concert.
Pretty rare.
He was this 6’ something, white, glib talking, reasonably
savvy, had a swagger of a confidence that seemed to be something of an
embellishment meant to make men, women, girls swoon and eat from his palms.
And it worked . Famously.
Listen, give a 6 footer with a face of a Asian slum pig and
a matching body and gait.
Women, across any part of the world will still love him just
for physical fantasy.
Listen Physics matter . They do.
But then , often chemistry matters too.
So
Love
Infatuation
Doubt
Infatuation
Doubt
Vomit
size
Love
Clarity
Doubt
Height
Love
Empathy
Sympathy
Pity
Love
Hate
Doubt
Colour
Intellect
Style
Food
Habits
Tongue
Saliva
Alcohol
Wretched
Doubt.
Wretched
Doubt.
Rage, Row, Anger , Disgrace.
Yet
Love.
That’s love.
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