Sunday, November 26, 2006

Ch 2 : Prytesh for Womankind

Girls die for him, women live for him, old ladies pray for him. Prytesh has changed our attitude towards women, the way we talk and flirt with them; the way we think and the things we think about them. He thought us how to hold their hands, and how to dance and move around with them, how to win them and how to get rid of them.

A famous novelist of 20th century has put it as, “No matter wherever he (Prytesh) goes the birds fly in his direction”. And believe me this is true.

Prytesh rather has a strange relation with the women sub-species.
Whenever he’s not selfconcious he likes women, he likes to be with them, he likes to see then at shopping centers, in gardens and at public functions.
But when selfconcious he refuses all this. He says he buys ‘Gladrag’ and ‘Playboy’ not for the dirty pics, but for the articles. He goes to the nightclubs regularly but not for the dancers and strippers, but for the fact that he is a heavy passive smoker.

Once Prytesh had appealed to all intelligent and good-looking boys to avoid falling in love before they grow 22 and to save themselves for the good girls. This made women all over the country very happy and they became even bigger fans of him.

The greatest quality of Prytesh is that he respects women, he never hits them, he never hurts them.
And even after all this greatness, no one has seen Prytesh talking to any girl, not during college, never in the buses, not even behind the church. In general he avoids interacting with women.
No one has seen or heard Prytesh falling in love, that’s because he doesn’t believe in it. He believes in rising with love.
Some analyst say that Prytesh has a hidden affair, some say he’s ‘chupa rustam’, some others believe he has a mistress.

Even Girls have a strange corner for Prytesh.
What didn’t they do to win him. During college days tomboys started growing long hair, because he likes that. They also kept monthly ‘vrat’ for him.
Some switched form jeans to salwaar-kamiz with a dupatta because Prytesh often got cold and forgot to carry his handkerchief. A few junior girls made a wristlet for him from their nails. Prytesh tattoos were the hottest things, some girls under high excitation got the Prytesh tattoos done on their faces but Prytesh didn’t care. Some lucky ones recovered after cosmetic surgery, others had to go for baygon or rat poison.
Even when ragging was strictly banned many first-year girls bribed the seniors to rag them by making them propose to Prytesh. In girls hostel only Prytesh posters were put on walls. There was a time when girls were crazy to wear ‘Prytesh’ branded T-shirts, forehead bands, shoes, socks and whatnot.

Prytesh never took part is any stage or sports event but annual day functions, sport days and get-togethers were incomplete without him. That's because the girls came for Prytesh and the boys came for the girls.

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