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“Not exactly, we could buy a packet of Act 2 popcorn” he said
“That’s what we always do to save face….” I replied a little loud.
It was Sunday evening and I had nothing else to do, so just like teenagers (who are not teenagers anymore) we were watching reruns of Baywatch Hawaii. And frankly I was getting tired of the ‘only-girls no-story’ thing
I threw my glance around and found the newspaper lying beside me; I picked it up and saw an AD
The whole AD was in bright yellow with some little black words thrown in
“Why did god even make a color like yellow.. Uh…It’s above me” said EVIL M “Pun intended”.
I ignored the comment and took a closer look at the AD
It was from a clothes showroom named F square. The offer was
‘Sell your old clothes to us. Jeans for 400, T-shirts for 100, Shirts for 150’ conditions apply
I ignored the very very small fine print named conditions apply and thought
Hey that’s not a bad deal, I have some old jeans which I don’t wear, and a couple of very bright green T-shirts which I could give away “Don’t remind of those T shirts, they are like radium tombstones on a moonless night, why in god’s name did you even buy them?” asked EVIL M.
“Because I thought, at least that might attract girls” I replied
“They got attracted all right… to other boys” he replied laughing.
I got up from the divan to take a look into my closet and it was not a pretty sight.
Let me give you a description of my closet. I have 2 compartments where I keep my clothes, and they have everything, Besides Clothes there are socks, belts, caps, sweaters, baniyan’s and god knows what.
I mean there’s everything stuffed into those two compartments without any mercy (Don’t worry, I have separate place for my shoes ;)) When one sees it, they get the impression like each piece of garment is hugging another, just so that it doesn’t fall out of the closet.
In simple words it’s a typical guy’s closet. I searched for the old clothes and took them out. I looked at the Green T’s, one is a bearable color, when I took the other one out EVIL M said “Where are those sunglasses, Its hurting my eyes”
I looked at the Brand new Levi’s T shirt which I had worn only once, bought some 2 years back. It was good but it had 2 problems
One. It was extremely bright
Two. It was extremely short.
“Try it on once” said EVIL M. I tried it on and the T stopped just above my belly. Sam’s mobile just rang with its ringtone of the song ‘Belly Dancer’.
“Purrfect” purred EVIL M “Shake that ass now….” He laughed and sang along with the song.
I took out the shirt and then took a count of how many old clothes I had at that moment.
4 pairs of jeans and 2 shirts, I told the offer to my T.A bhabi and she searched my Bhai Riz’s closet and found a pair of jeans and a shirt, which she added to my collection.
Sam looked at me and said “Let’s be thoughtful for a minute here, we don’t know what the conditions of this offer are, you wanna take all these clothes at once?”
I was shell shocked when he said that, a guy who comes running to me wearing underwear, and exposing bellies, telling me to be ‘thoughtful’. That was like saying a blonde had won a noble prize.
But digesting that ‘thought’ I replied “Why not, we can sell these and get new ones from there itself, It would save a heck load of money, and I heard they have international brands such as Mark Taylor, Lacoste and all, It’s gonna be fun”.
“You have no idea how much….” replied EVIL M smiling a wicked smile
I knew I had to think at those thoughts of M but the offer was too good, so I went with my ‘better’ thoughts. Sam looking at the clothes bundle said “At least put those in your college bag”
“Why?” I asked
“Because it would be easy to carry, and there would be no embarrassment involved if the offer involves paying money” he replied
Point. I thought and packed all the clothes into the bag and pulled it over my shoulders, it was like pulling up a fat kid who had just eaten a hearty lunch. “Man this is heavy” I said.
“Ha ha you have no idea how heavy its gonna become” replied EVIL M smiling again
We got on a bus and reached the place, on the way I said “I also wanna buy an I-pod, so after this we will go to KT Street and get it OK”
“Yeah sure” he said
We went into the showroom, “First ask about the conditions, only then start opening your Potli (Bundle)” he had informed me while on the bus.
I browsed some T-shirts while Sam did the same, I then slowly walked to the sales guy and said “I saw the AD in the newspaper about the offer in your shop, can you tell me if there are any conditions towards it?”
“Yes sir, there is only one condition, for the amount of old clothes that you bring to us, you have to buy clothes costing 5 times more than that” he replied with a smile
“‘Service’ with a smile just got a whole new meaning” replied EVIL M “And oh yeah… pun intended, My own kinda pun of course” he said and started laughing.
I mentally calculated the price of my old clothes. 5 jeans amounting 2000 rupees, with a 2 T’s of hundred each and a shirt of 150, roughly making up to 2500 rupees. I was shocked, so shocked that there was release of adrenaline in my body, I calculated again, so that means I have to buy clothes worth 10 thousand rupees.(Stingy guy-10thousand bucks, you do the math ;))
EVIL M started laughing again, and it was just the start. I smiled at the sales guy and tuned towards Sam. He looked at my face and knew everything in a second, as he saw the monkey like fake smile on my face.(All this time, I was carrying the heavy bag mind you)
We talked and Sam asked “You got 10 thousand bucks…….”
“Only if you sell my kidney at a discount…..” I snapped
“Let’s get out then” he replied. I started browsing the T-shirts again and then amped my voice so that the sales guy could hear me, and said to Sam “These are all the same colors I have at home, you want anything?”
He shook his head; I asked the cliqued-customer-question to the sales guy “When will the new stock arrive?”
He gave the same cliqued-sales guy-answer “After 2 days”
We saw the opportunity and slipped out slowly.
I heard a laugh, it started out slow and then filled my whole head. It was EVIL M
He was laughing so hard I thought my brain would blow out. The monstrous weight of the bag on my shoulders and his laughing made for a deadly combination, and from the corner of my eye I even saw Sam laughing.
“It’s better than your belly dancing episode” I said.
“Yeah right” he replied laughing again.
We walked some more “At least carry this bag for some time” I pleaded with Sam
“Your ‘offer’, your weight. You wouldn’t have let me touch those new clothes if you had got them, Carry it yourself” he ordered.
I said “Atleast lets go search for the I-pod”, he agreed and we went I-pod hunting and that’s where the real trouble started.
I wanted a 2 GB I-pod costing no more than 1500 bucks and I specifically wanted a branded one, in specific it was a Sony or a Transcend.(Dream boy dream you would say, But hear me out ;))
We started searching at an electronic shop junction named KT Street which was a kilometer away from F square. We searched in more than 20 shops and in every shop the price range was 1900, but my friend had got one for 1500, so I dint wanna pay more.
We searched and searched to no avail, even a dealer of transcend electronics said “If you find a 2 GB model for less than 1500, order a hundred for me will you?”. I moved out of the shop smiling an embarrassed smile.
I was carrying that bag all this time and my shoulders hurt like hell, EVIL M and Sam were laughing in unison, I thought, ‘are these guys connected through some telepathic non sense?’, more laughter.
I was cursing myself, and then I remembered something, couple of weeks earlier I had gone to a computer dealer where my friend had a brought a new computer. When I had asked the dealer for the price of a Transcend I-pod, he had said “It’s 1500”
I asked EVIL M “Now you’re telling me this….”
“What fun would it be, if I had said that to you earlier” he replied laughing
I pulled Sam and told him about the shop and we started walking, it was some 1 and half kilometers away. In the heat of the night (its summer remember) and with no water in sight, I was sweating, sweating like a pig. I begged again to Sam to carry the bag and he rejected me outright.
We walked and finally reached the place, I enquired about the I-pod and the guy said “The price has gone up”
“How much?” I said
“A hundred bucks” he replied. I agreed, he went into the supply room and when he got back he said “Sorry, No stock.
All that walking, all that carrying, all that searching leading to this I thought, EVIL M and Sam were laughing like monkeys gone wild, I slowly came out of the store and started walking towards the bus stand.
“Man I haven’t had so much fun, since the last time when that girl kicked you in the shin when you were in 5th standard” said EVIL M laughing.
I was still sweating; Sam said he would be going to a friend’s house and left me. I got on the bus and as the cold air washed through my face. I just had one thought. “Don’t ever try to be cheap, it’s gonna cost you more than you think.” And I have stopped being cheap. (No pun intended ;)) and so I have been feasting on 6 rupees cup ice cream thrice in a week now, not daily because I am not that rich ;).
And now I take a couple of minutes to seriously think whenever EVIL M says “Trust me….It will be so much fun…”.
Till next time.... Have fun guys ;)
Last Monday there was seminar held by our department, in there was a topic, Media and women. A lady named Poornima(She is the news head Of A.I.R in Bengaluru) spoke on this, she spoke about how media sometimes uses some situations like sexual harassment just for their own use, without the least bit concern about the women victims, reporters asking personal questions, questions that are unnecessary and irrelevant... she explained how media can do better, and also questioned that why women just have 33% quota in this country? And they should demand 50% in every aspect... I really liked the way she spoke, because it showed what women's problem's were and how they could be solved.
But one person broke my happy bubble, and it was senior of my college named 'G'(Read:Goofball), in the Q&A session, he said “Women just need not say, but they need to fight for the 50% quota that they demand for themselves”.
I was telling myself, “Thats what the women have been fighting for from the time we got independence, and even that 33% is not given accordingly, and this guy is saying fight for 50%.... WTH”, but I got furious when he said “Its not just women who are harassed, men also get harassed and exploited at work place, and how the dowry act is being misused and how many men are suffering due to this”, and people were clapping listening to this.
I was like what the fuc* are you talking about dude, men getting harassed and exploited!!, yeah maybe they are getting “exploited”, but is it really the case ??, is it more important than the problems, the women of today are facing, from fear of sexual harassment to rape, she lives in fear everyday,
The seminar got over and I was boiling with anger inside, due to some other things I couldn't say the same with the senior,(I dint even wanna see his face), but the real shocker came when I discussed this with my friend Maddy.
He was also the typical man saying, “Men are getting exploited and facing problems due to women, who are misusing the dowry act and blaming, my husband is demanding dowry, and making them face punishment”
I said “Ok that's one, but what are the other problems?”
He was mum, I then said “Do you know every day a woman lives in fear, from her birth to her death there are so many battles she fights and struggles to achieve to make a place for herself in the society, do you know how much pain she endures everyday?, how many sacrifices she has to make?”
He said “But still there are crimes going on men that needs attention too about how much he is suffering...”, I couldn't believe my ears when I heard this,
I replied “Why aren't you looking at the bigger picture here!!, there are more crimes going on women in a single minute, than that are are going on men in a whole year, and is it really more painful for a man to live by than, or for that woman, who gets exploited or harassed every day, and lives her whole life cursing with guilt that she shouldn't have born a women at all!!”
He seemed to understand this and agreed with me, and when I discussed the same with my brother, he to was pro man, and only when I said look at the bigger picture did he too finally understand.
I mean I don't understand, I never heard a man scream, “I got exploited today, I shouldn't have been born as a man itself”, while there is so much agony and pain in a voice of women when she says “I shouldn't have been born a woman”, I just pray that men start looking at the bigger picture than screaming next time “Men are also exploited....”.
It was a laugh of a woman.....
Looking at her laugh suggested that she dint care for the world or for the people around her, she just seemed to live, without the rules or the obligations to bind her, she seemed so happy and carefree, that I was just stunned looking at the beauty of that moment, no rules to hold her back, nothing to stop her, it was so special that words fail me to describe the moment.
But suddenly she stopped, and was looking from side to side, she pulled her veil on her head and sat back like she saw retracting in a shell, like she was thinking what others would think, like unseeing hands were telling her to stop, like unsounding voice giving her a warning, she seemed to abide by the “rules”, the “rules” of the “society”, which say that women should be within a limit, the limit which says she cannot express herself, which says, she is bound by the four walls inside the house, which says, she is a woman.
I was very very frustrated at that moment, thousands of questions played in my head, why I mean why has the world said that women should abide by “rules” made by the “society”. I mean who the fuc* made these so called rules?, why cant a women live as per her will?, when the constitution has given right for man and women alike. Why has the society differentiated saying, man is superior and women inferior?
You had to look the fear in the poor lady's eyes, like she had committed some sort of crime, it was so shameful, I felt so much pain at that moment, when I thought that this is what my mother, my bhabi's, my friends, have to go through everyday, they have to abide by the “rules”, which say you are not free... you are a some what lower species than “men”, which say that you are a Women.
I just cant believe what the world has come to, where a person cant even express oneself???. I mean why cant the world be a place where we just don't give rights but actually feel from our hearts that man and women are one, if you look at it a women does more work than a man in a day, whereas a man comes homes from work and cribs for a work not done, he gets furious for not making him a cup of coffee? And says “what the hell were you doing the whole day?”.
I just wanna say get into the shoes of a women for a day you lousy man and you will know what she does....but sadly no matter what, how much ever the “society” moves forward it will be the freaking same, it will still say women should be in a limit, that they are slaves and always should be. Thats what I hate, I hate this male dominated society, where a women has to live in fear every day.
A change is needed, where a man and women will be one, where the “society” wont be there to tell what a women should do and what shouldn't be done, where she will live whole heartedly and not just because she has to live by the “rules”, but where she can laugh when she wants to and cry when she want. But......
But, I think this cruel “society” will never abide by that, by either taunting or by restricting it will always hold her back, and even if she breaks free, it will force its so called rules and hold back this free spirit called women, because it knows, it knows that a women is far more stronger and far more powerful than a man.
Its only time till every women understands this and stands up for herself, and when that day comes, men will fear, they will fear just like that women feared to laugh, they too will be bound by the unseeing hands and unsounding voice. I just hope that day comes, and I pray with god that let it come soon so that everyone learns a lesson which they are supposed to learn.......
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