Empowerment of soles

A lot of ‘soul clutter’ around me. Enlightenment of soul. Liberation of soul.  Mating of souls.  And I have only begun.

A completely random thought amidst this soul chaos: I wonder why do guys (I am particularly sure that only guys can do this) forget to wear their socks. That is quite a distracting sight.  Not wearing a sock(s) is ignoring your sole. Your feet, I mean sole helps you in walking ahead, moving forward, catching your bus, collecting your pay cheque, letting your hair down on the dance floor, buying hot samosas in the rain , walking to and fro the coffee machine at work and a host of other activities that define the very essence of life! How can guys ignore to pay attention to the soles?

The socks became an integral part of the greatest of civilizations. There are evidences that the Greeks covered their feet with socks made out of matted animal hair, from as early as the 8th century. The Romans were only happy to follow suit. By the 5th century AD, socks called ‘puttees’ were worn by holy people in Europe to symbolize purity. By 1,000 AD, socks became a symbol of wealth among the nobility. The invention of a Knitting Machine in 1589 revolutionized the process of making a sock. From then on socks could be made six times faster and a host of design elements found their way onto socks.

With a history as rich, your pair of socks, lying to some corner of your room, maybe unwashed, has a lineage of respected ancestors. It lies there ignored, hoping that you would put your socks on someday! That someday it shall see the light of the world. That someday it shall fulfill its responsibility of protecting your soles and giving you warmth.

This is my honest appeal to all you brothers out there who are habituated to ignore your pair of socks. You are gross. Grow up and contribute your share to the empowerment of a sock. (This comes from a person who has countless number of fresh socks waiting to be work. Yes, I am wearing red polka-dotted socks right now)