FARCICAL FART

We fart a lot, don't we! No offense, but yeah, it's a fact. Indigestion, Gas, Acidity and a whole of stomach troubles; they're usually to blame. It must have happened to you at some point of time; now don't deny it! There are bad stomach days, when anything that goes in, doesn't come out the way we would like. Even the best of appetiser, the best of chinese, the most deliciously cooked curry, that mouth watering delicacy; nothing can lift your mood (nor that smell!) It happens in the office when there's a meeting after lunch, it happens in the lift the going gets tough, it happens in the class, usually at the front seat, and we at the back face the consequences. The noisy ones are just that- noisy, nothing else. The deadly one is the "silent killer". Comparable to holocaust; it's smell is a torture on the nose even meters away.
But what is even more unbearable is the farce we fart out. In day to day life, in and out, in every space, at every step, in every situation, one can smell it. Deny it vehemently you may, but it's a fact that we can't digest. Farce is what we breathe, either one's own or someone's else. Laugh it loud to cove it up, but the noise can be heard. In this case, the noise level speaks volumes about he farce. Why do we do it? What it is that is so indigestible for our minds? What's that food for thought that doesn't go down the memory pipe? Why do these questions arise? Can't you hear noises around, noises speaking farce, clouding the environment, the space we've to live, the situation we create. A fart somewhere, by someone is polluting the mind, but we won;t stop it, 'cause we can't BURP the truth out!!!