To Pary and Parvy

Abhishek aya tha kya, tum logo ko bigaar raha hai woh. every second night he comes with a bottle and gets u guys drunk.
This was maushi's idea of Abhi. Pary and Parvy always nodded, as a sense of yes even if Abhi was snuggling the whole night in hostel bed with the be bugs.

Please change your tickets to the 14th she said.I cant travel alone. Please we would both travel together from Calcutta to Pune. Naive as he was our man , with sense of possible romance blossoming, asked his dad to change the tickets for the fifth time.
He had reached howrah stn an hour early to make sure he could catch her on time and help her with luggage.And help her find her seat. the thirty six hour long journey with her was something he was looking for. The opportune moment to come closer and may be speak out. He had thought it was a good time to carry his music essentially simon & gurfunkel cd and his collection of Ruskin bond .She loved them thats the only musical connection they had.
They boarded the train, and within minutes the pair of laurel and hardy emerged from no where to meet her. Abhishek thought this is it, they are not going to steal my show. It was I who changed my tickets for her, but alas they were her friends from college . Batch mates. she knew they were traveling in the same train. She introduced Pary and Parvy to Abhi. Initially disgusted by their presence , Abhi did carry on with the small talk.
Soon as she went to sleep with his music, he started enjoying the conversation with the duet. From small talk, to boy talk, they found more common friends, found ghosts in their heart that they wanted to seek. From intoxication to football to brufen to black coffee. The thirty six hours sped past while she slept.
The day Abhi reached Pune he found Pary and Parvy waiting for him at the hostel door. Thy went ghost hunting that day, and have been chasing their dreams together since then.

Pary and Parvy One was a cute teddy another an seemingly under nourished Martian with a shaved head and a ear stud complete. They complimented each other to the point of being opposites. Pary slept when Parvy woke up. One and atheist another a pious human being. The teddy used to take full responsibility of the Martian brat , leading the life of peter pan. And then came Abhi a moderate amongst the extremes. But did wand his alcoholic concepts on Parvy and made Pary reduce dry.
They stayed together through thik and thin and stood by each other.. and Abhi today does not know where his Ruskin Bond collection is or the person who took it is either but where ever she is , he would really liked to thank her for making him change his traveling date.
Some things happen because they are meant to happen. And today when abhishek looks back to his Pune days, It can not be complete even to the half with out those laurel hardies.

The weakest sex

If you are a man , in todays world... and that to from the general category make sure.. that life is bound to be tough for you. Not only you need to compete with, ST,SC and OBC quotas.. but also womens quotas. Many colleges like already have a womens quota in place, their exist a womens quota list of 12 girls, where the general first list does not exceed 50. And soon we could expect a 33 percent reservation for women not only in the parliament but also in the public sector. They already have seats under quota in trains and other public transport. They pay less tax, than a normal man. They have their education fees reduced, and still call them selves weaker sex. Well they argue these were necessary to bring them at par with men. I would still understand the less tax and lower education fees but quotas.. why are they not intellectually proficient enough.
And as for as equality is concerned, for the normal urban women, its to shrug household work, as demeaning, as thats suppose to be pulling them down, and tying them to household..and all those hackneyed womens liberation propaganda .
I guess men are more proactive in erstwhile household bastion for women.
As a market researcher by profession myself i took a survey amongst my friends circle and colleagues across urban India of 50 men and women respectively of age group of 20-28. Many would find the sample size small and the hypothesis skewed, but its a trend alright.
And the survey result made me smile.
out of the lot 38 men cooked their own food, or could cook a full course meal . the number for women were 14, another 10 said they could survive on maggi and tea, cause thats what their culinary skills were.
45 men did their own bank work, and paid their bills. Only 20 women did so, most of them working, rest found it cumbersome and time consuming.
25 men could wash their own clothes without washing machine.. the number of women was 28. Well i knew men would lose out this front, but did expect a much higher margin.
As far as grocery and other utilities and chores. 40 men did their groceries at least once week , for women it was 28.
I did not ask about doing the dishes part, as only very few members of womens sample ever entered the kitchen.
the demographic break was quite interesting, out of the 50 women surveyed, 20 were working, 20 so called home makers, and 10 students. And 40 of the men were working and rest students.
Brilliant equality i presume.
People like us, in times to come would be able to apply for only 5% of the seats in colleges, and public jobs, would be expected to earn a handsome living, run a family, cook a meal,and a take care of the household chores. and already the trend shows they are getting prepared to do so, not that they like it, but their partners, liberated urban women find it demeaning for their fight for equality to learn these things, and hence the common man does not have a choice.
I guess a person like me, a common man from the general category ( worse if from the majority community, as minority reservation is being discussed in high levels).. would soon rather has already become by far the weakest sex