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To Bat or not to Bat

Sorry Guys- Nothing to do with cricket!

Heretic inspired me to write this one (see previous post comments box). Women can get away with batting their eyes. You know Heretic, I really wish I could. Life would have been so simple. Call it pride, call it chicken. I can not get myself to ask a guy for a favor (using eyelashes at least). To top it all, I am endowed with lustrous eyelashes! Ha! I guess God intended me to lead a better life.

I remember this incident in high school. I go up to this guy Karthik (a common guy with a common name) and ask him to lend me his notes.

"Hey, Gimme your notes da!"

He refused point blank. I coaxed him a bit in the most un-girly annoying way. "What’s your problem, I’ll give it back to you in a minute!" Our protagonist wasn’t budging the least.

My patience being always on the edge of the cliff, just dropped. I gave him some interesting gaalis and returned to my bench/seat infuriated.

My friend Priya who witnessed this gave me a crash course on dealing with guys. "Boosting of the Fragile Male Ego" it was called. Armed with this new found knowledge, I glided to Karthik, smiled coyly, complimented his dumb Frenchie, said sorry for previous behavior, asked him for the notes with the sweetest- most musical voice I could muster. I hate to confess, I did some batting of eyelashes too. There were the notes- right on my lap with his phone number!

What a sucker!

You would think, I learnt my lesson. That my glorious days of male-slaves had begun. But no! I just watched helplessly as the other girls were getting their way. Exasperated at my own righteousness.

I still cant do it without feeling like shit.


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