The Band of Brothers

do you realize military men always have the strongest of bonds among each other, why is that? i dunno the reason myself but i can speculate. i think its because they are trained to put their lives in each others hands. i think there is this special connection when two men, knowing that at the end of the day, when they have to cross that thin red line, the guy next to them, is not only gonna watch their back, but probably even throw themselves infront of a bullet for them. in a situation where you go thru life and death in instances, in flashes of split seconds, the man standing next to you, sharing it with you, does make it all look more appreciative.

in my life, my infantry, i believe are my Mates (no, not the FARKING british term for every other mother fucker you meet on the streets). my mates, i went and learnt my ABC's together with. the ones i played hide and seek with. the ones i once 'told on' with. the ones i came of age with. my mates, the Methodist Boys School, class of 97'. we were known as the steel monkeys.

we broke the rules,
we trashed the school,
we punished the teachers,
we were destructive creatures....

you know when you know somebody for god damn 18 years of your life and where 11 of them were spent in the same environment, the environment of education, survival of the smartest, the environment of dicipline and demerit points, we had to count on one another. we become some type foreign objects glued together in the heat of the experience, like a meteoroid. we didn't start off like that, we certainly didn't end up like that either but somewhere in between, something clicked. the bond that you shared something for so long. makes you feel you own that person. makes you feel responsible for that person. just like in the army, your 'Charlie Company' for that year becomes your dependants and source of reformation.

you'll only be able to fully understand an individual once he walks out of this 'Charlie Company' of his. like we did, when we left school, and we went our seperate ways, we took with each other something so powerful that it became our very own kyrptonite. we carried a darkside in us, the darkside of the truth. the honesty of the 'Charlie Company' is so overwhelmingly kept inside that is starts to destroy these individuals from the outside in. until the corrosion reaches the core, the individual suffers. he is battered and bruised, he is hated and isolated. when the erosion startes to eat away on the core of the individual, now thats where the magic comes in. the center that holds everything a man is made out of, surges on the inside, and tends to explode. its discharge flowing thru his veins and thoughts, it becomes so emersed that its like an overflow of an electromagnetic power surge that it resets or even turns on a lot things in a man. this hidden reaction inside the core is, in my words, its the 'Charlie Company' honesty.

now thats why army veterans who come back from the war, feel they are useless on the outside. they feel they're never understood, they're a pushed aside an always ridiculed for the things they did and thats when they tend to look up their infantry, go back to being the gangs of warfare. thats why once a military men always a milatary men. you absolutely know, you've reached your 'Charlie Company' yield point when you become power houses of destruction banging so hard on each other but there are no affects what so ever on each other. you'll realize that you are so much of an individual, possess so much of a sense security in you that you are at piece with each other, like the Titans in the Greek mythology. you'll realize that these people make the best Hitlers, they rule with an iron fist. they serve with a higher purpose. they then become once again the 'Charlie Company', they become The Band of Brothers.

i know a lot of you reading this right now, won't understand where all this is coming from, or probably will never understand where and how all this was derived from either. but if you do, you'll probably realize that you too have your Band of Brothers by your sides. you too have enhanced that 'Charlie Company' honesty, that not many in the entire Army could or probably never, understand. for people like us, our problems always come when we meet insecure, unsure, still growing into an individual, people. they tend to get smashed by our brutal honesty. we tend to give out the image of Lucifer to them. but the problem lies not with them for not seeing us as who we are. the problem lies in us, for asuming we can be ourselves with them. they're to green to run with this Juggernauts. in the process of this relationship, two things can happen, you can either get yourself an execellent padawan or you can completely crush his very existance from your archives.

i assume too much and i apologize for that. i live with a fetish for danger and controversy and that destroys my surroundings, i'm like radiation, i'm dangerous, i am bad. i am worst than bad, i'm rotten. stay clear of me and i apologize if you've been nuked but that don't change a fucking thing! i'm still and always fucking will be Rajesvaran Santhana Krishnan the 'Mother Fucker', so don't expect any abjuration for my conducts and don't expect any change to my heterogeneousness ways. the 'Charlie Company' is too strong in me to go sand bagging. i can only grow more powerful, more reactor unstable, more vicious and more of alike my Brothers the Titans...

this one goes out to the Class of 97'