This post is AU. As many who have efficiently dabbled in daydreaming would know, that's a market term for Alternate Universe. These are the ramblings of an East India Company official, internalised of course. On second thoughts, he could be bitching. The whole thing about bisexuals, you know. After reading it, quite obviously you'll realise that it is not to be gasped at, cursed after or sued for defamation. We all have better work to do. And when we don't, well, that's what blogs are for now.



Had the brit commercial venture, yeah, the east india company
been a bit more thoughtful.. So many years ratting the Indians and making them cower into their holes ought to have taught them a thing or two about these multi-curry loving, ass licking, oily suck ups. Apparently not. Should’ve diversified when the time was right. Basic market strategy. Ask Shilpa Shetty. So now a freaky moustached sepoy had bitten off a pig greased cartridge. Big deal. Fats are nutrients too! Wasn't anyone aware!? And so what if they refused to supply them with a veggie flavoured biteoff. It was totally justified. Granted there were times, the sepoy's moustache was not always furthering the general idea of flawless vision. And when he could see,would the sepoy want those bursts of miraculous vision clouded with nostalgia and spices.
Even back in 1857, professionalism was the Achilles heel of most employees