So, it all started when a friend of mine, let's call her Shruti for now, decided to turn up uninvited at my place, no big surprises there. Of course, being Monsoon season right now, our dear darling got her umbrella with her, nice and colorful, with ugly blue flowers all over it, I might add. And once she's turned up at my home, there's no possible way I can avoid going out for a walk with her. Also, being in the weird attire I usually don at home, I had no alternative but to change my clothes to appear decent enough for her, forget the world outside (she has the guts to literally strip me, so I can't take any risks there either). So, clothes done and all, just as I proceed to step outside the house, I get a reminder to take my umbrella along with me, something I had absolutely no intention of doing. Fine, umbrella taken too, we stepped outside. And what is the probability that we actually use our umbrellas? Zero. Unless you count the time I partially opened it so that I could stick my cell phone inside it to avoid getting it wet. (The few people who know what happened to my last phone would appreciate why I am so careful nowadays with my phone).
So, here we are, strolling happily down hill, and we look no less than weirdos, considering our dressing sense. Me dressed in black and white and grey, whereas Shruti in yellow, black, red, beige, pink, brown, purple (yes, I said purple, on her toenails) et.al. with umbrellas in our hands in the rain. Well, anyway, we kind of stand out wherever we go .. And today was no less, we were attracting a lot of stares, from all kinds of people. Including this one particularly charming gentleman, who straightaway decided to try his chance with us two lovely young ladies.
Yup, that's him. (The actual one in question.)
Well, ignoring all the other females around, he made a beeline straight for us. And I gotta admit he had style, the rhythmic swaying of the head, the occasional grunts, walking slowly towards us. He had all the etiquette a female (cow) could ever ask for. Frankly, I was immediately taken with his unashamed outwardness, at least he ensured that he didn't go unnoticed with the ladies. On the other hand, Shruti, who doesn't really fancy much male attention (and also happens to be a Taurean, by the way), did something very typical of Bollywood movies, and even she had style to it. Out comes her chappal (which was bright red), and she brandishes it repeatedly, like it was the IPL trophy, at our admirer.
This, unfortunately for her, was not at all turning our big friend off. On the contrary, he appeared to be following us with even more enthusiasm. I was slightly flattered by this behaviour, still was walking steadily without a backward glance. After some 10 meters of being followed, Shruti seemed to decide that 'enough is enough' (her words), put her chappal back on and stalked off in front, leaving me to tackle with our gentleman (something that we both agree I am better at). Now, with her gone, our friend's interest seemed to ebb, and I guess he had no plans of making me his wing(wo)man. So off he went, in a direction where there appeared to be more females, and this time, thankfully, of his own species.
Well, that pretty much was our little adventure for the day, and now Shruti is even more inert towards unwanted male attention. As for me, I don't need to be .. Do I? :P
