After getting some favorable responses to my earlier post” Kampus Kouples ki Kute Kahani”( http://goo.gl/u3gRF), I am back with its sequel.
When
I started writing this post, I had thought of writing about more
categories of couples. But I thought it will be a gross injustice to the
majority of junta who were singles. Not everyone is lucky enough to get
a girlfriend or boyfriend in a MBA campus.
As it’s a democracy, I must dedicate a post to the “Bahujan and Oppressed and Ignored and Struggling and Trying and Trying and Trying” kind of people who were sadly called singles.
Here you go:
1) The “Honorary Faculty “singles: These were mostly male singles with amazing academic knowledge and passion. They had so much of knowledge that they always wanted to spread their knowledge to everyone regardless of their age, color, height, and batch. Well they had only one reservation. Their knowledge was only for the opposite sex. It’s fair. Dear cribbing souls from same sex: No body promised you a life full of justice. These singles burnt midnight oil to read the course content so that no body reads it before them and they can have the competitive advantage when it comes to teach the opposite sex. They sat in library, prepared notes, prepared probable questions, suggested page numbers of books to be referred, published solutions before other lazy junta even started preparing for exams. They were like saviors and super-heroes for the damsels in distress. They were powerful too. They controlled which elective will run in the next semester, as everyone followed their “Elective fatwa’s”. But as someone said... either you die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself as a villain. Many of them, after having such great rapport with opposite sex, found it hard to find a companion. Forget a Girlfriend, for some even a date from freshers was not available. Life sucks!!
2) The “Devdas-without-Paro-without-C
3) The “Fish-in-the-Pond” singles: The great Sufi Poet Saint Kabir once Wrote “Paani beech meen Pyasi... Mohe Suni Suni aawat haasi”. Meanings (a fish is thirsty while living in a pond, Its really amusing). Well no other poem could have better described this category of singles. These are called “Fish-in-the-pond” singles because I found great similarities between fish Saint Kabir Described and these singles. They lived in the company of woman, yet had no woman in life while no one wanted a woman more than they did. Water water every where not a drop to drink. It was really sad to see such singles. There is a basic rule these singles didn’t understand. For not remaining a single, you have to like a “single” girl, but one girl was never sufficient for them. There life was based on theory “ ek se mera kya hoga”. This kind of singles got at least three photographs with every female on the campus. ; It’s really sad to see many of them reached a situation when their life song is “ ek bhi nahin, ab mera kya hoga”. Life... you know... Badi kutti cheez hai..
4) The “MataDurga” Singles: These single girls had a mystery around them. Nobody knew whether they were singles or dating somebody. Nobody knew whether they will ever need a man in their life. Many believers in conspiracy theory even believed they were not even girls. As goddess Durga has nine different Avatars worshipped on different days of Navratra, “Mata Durga” also contains different Avatars of single girls. One of the categories was “ mata Chandi”. Like Mata Chandi, these single girls never believed in any make up or beautification of face. They always came in their out-of-den look with shabby cloths, un-waxed limbs and 100% pristine eyebrows. They never needed a man, they never got any. Other type of woman were “Mata Sidhhi-datri” . They were so caring and so motherly; it was so hard for guys to look towards them as their dream girl. They cannot expect a treatment like Lady gaga in attire of Mother Teresa. My post is too short to describe all Avatars of “Mata Durga” singles.
Again, I have crossed my mental word limit for a post, with so much still in my mind. But some things should remain in mind not in writing. Before publishing this post, I tried to get a life insurance, but unfortunately got none. All Life insurance companies said, after writing this post, we can’t take risk on your life. So I am pleading... Please don’t kill me, if you are hurt. I want to live. I promise to be more politically correct in my future posts.
© Shekhar Suman
As it’s a democracy, I must dedicate a post to the “Bahujan and Oppressed and Ignored and Struggling and Trying and Trying and Trying” kind of people who were sadly called singles.
Here you go:
1) The “Honorary Faculty “singles: These were mostly male singles with amazing academic knowledge and passion. They had so much of knowledge that they always wanted to spread their knowledge to everyone regardless of their age, color, height, and batch. Well they had only one reservation. Their knowledge was only for the opposite sex. It’s fair. Dear cribbing souls from same sex: No body promised you a life full of justice. These singles burnt midnight oil to read the course content so that no body reads it before them and they can have the competitive advantage when it comes to teach the opposite sex. They sat in library, prepared notes, prepared probable questions, suggested page numbers of books to be referred, published solutions before other lazy junta even started preparing for exams. They were like saviors and super-heroes for the damsels in distress. They were powerful too. They controlled which elective will run in the next semester, as everyone followed their “Elective fatwa’s”. But as someone said... either you die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself as a villain. Many of them, after having such great rapport with opposite sex, found it hard to find a companion. Forget a Girlfriend, for some even a date from freshers was not available. Life sucks!!
2) The “Devdas-without-Paro-without-C
3) The “Fish-in-the-Pond” singles: The great Sufi Poet Saint Kabir once Wrote “Paani beech meen Pyasi... Mohe Suni Suni aawat haasi”. Meanings (a fish is thirsty while living in a pond, Its really amusing). Well no other poem could have better described this category of singles. These are called “Fish-in-the-pond” singles because I found great similarities between fish Saint Kabir Described and these singles. They lived in the company of woman, yet had no woman in life while no one wanted a woman more than they did. Water water every where not a drop to drink. It was really sad to see such singles. There is a basic rule these singles didn’t understand. For not remaining a single, you have to like a “single” girl, but one girl was never sufficient for them. There life was based on theory “ ek se mera kya hoga”. This kind of singles got at least three photographs with every female on the campus. ; It’s really sad to see many of them reached a situation when their life song is “ ek bhi nahin, ab mera kya hoga”. Life... you know... Badi kutti cheez hai..
4) The “MataDurga” Singles: These single girls had a mystery around them. Nobody knew whether they were singles or dating somebody. Nobody knew whether they will ever need a man in their life. Many believers in conspiracy theory even believed they were not even girls. As goddess Durga has nine different Avatars worshipped on different days of Navratra, “Mata Durga” also contains different Avatars of single girls. One of the categories was “ mata Chandi”. Like Mata Chandi, these single girls never believed in any make up or beautification of face. They always came in their out-of-den look with shabby cloths, un-waxed limbs and 100% pristine eyebrows. They never needed a man, they never got any. Other type of woman were “Mata Sidhhi-datri” . They were so caring and so motherly; it was so hard for guys to look towards them as their dream girl. They cannot expect a treatment like Lady gaga in attire of Mother Teresa. My post is too short to describe all Avatars of “Mata Durga” singles.
Again, I have crossed my mental word limit for a post, with so much still in my mind. But some things should remain in mind not in writing. Before publishing this post, I tried to get a life insurance, but unfortunately got none. All Life insurance companies said, after writing this post, we can’t take risk on your life. So I am pleading... Please don’t kill me, if you are hurt. I want to live. I promise to be more politically correct in my future posts.
© Shekhar Suman
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