Winter Is For Jeans (A Tribute To Jeans!)

After having passed quite a few days (which I don't feel appropriate to disclose :P) in a single jeans, I find it a moral and of course, physical, obligation to pay a tribute to this 'consecrated' piece of garment. Seldom has any other article of clothing consistently proven itself worthy of being the best booster of human laziness and coarseness.

Eat food and if nothing available to clean you hands, jeans it at your disposal. Feel cold, and jeans presents itself as thy humble shielder. Go to party, and jeans is the foremost code of conduct. Finally, after an uninterrupted sequence of detrition, if it gives in and wears out, it can still be put on with a distinguished quality of being an old jeans, respected and cherished just like old wine! Still not satisfied? Cut it down from the knees and use it as shorts! Or may be sew it up into a bag/shopper? It never gives up.

The more I contemplate on the multi-dimensionally utilitarian aspects of jeans, the more am I compelled not to break this perpetual stretch of days. :P