TURN-OFFs

Many friends said that I got excellent imagination and creative skills and tagged me to this game. Many more friends got affection on me and my writings and expressed their affection in scraps. I am touched by the words of all these friends and decided to reveal what actually I am.

Now I am 40 year old lady. First let me describe how I looked like at the age of 27.

My original name is Hansika, 5 ft 6 inches height, thin and fair. My long hair was my asset. My friends say I look like a beautiful princess. I am from Chola dynasty. I mean my ancestors’ ancestors were connected to Chola Maharajas who ruled India several ages back. Now no dynasties present. Maharajas turned to Jameendars. But the flavors of some rituals were still present in our family. One among them was Swayamvaram. As I was at the age of marriage, one fine day my parents conducted Swayamvaram.

On that day we gave a big party to all the families who were interested in our alliance. Boys came with their parents and others. On that party day I was given instructions to move freely in that party room talking formally to all, especially with boys who came for selection. Against to my parents’ taste, I wore a pink chiffon sari which matched with my body color, decorated the long plait with a rose, one line pearl chain and pearl ear studs, pearl bangle, pearl finger ring and a wrist watch. That’s all. Parents didn’t say anything because they knew me very well. If I take the decision on some thing, no one can influence me in changing that decision.

I entered the party hall with my mother. Every one turned to us. Felt a bit inconvenience over the crowd. Slowly adjusted to it, my father took me to boys one after the other.

First boy…At the first sight itself, my eyes captured POT BELLY of that boy. “yaak…he is unable to control his belly size, how can he control me? ” I thought.
Tempted to ask him “In which month of Pregnancy are you?”
Control of my mind turned to smiles on my face. That boy considered it as positive response from me.

Second boy…didn’t have pot belly. But hair was piercing out from the nose and ears.
“Huhh” I felt desperate. Thought of talking to his parents to advise him so that he will take care and will not turn-off the mood of another woman.

Third boy…he was chewing something. Shaked my hand and laughed over a joke cut by his friend. His teeth were with red streaks. May be regular use of pan made his teeth like that. “After marriage I have to kiss that dirty mouth”. That thought itself frightened me.

Fourth boy…he was very good looking. Everything OK. But “Oh God” I felt depressed. His lips turned to black. That is he is a chain smoker. He is killing himself with cigars. OK…that’s his head ache. But how can he punish his lips which will become a part of playground in kissing. How can I kiss those already dead lips? Y don’t these men understand this?

Fifth boy…wow…he was with good personality and hero like appearance. But within few minutes my mood turned off in his presence. He was such an arrogant person; he was talking to others and not listening to their words. He was trying to rule them. I too tried to share my opinion in their topic of discussion. But he didn’t listen and cut a joke on me as if I was a bakara. I wished to warn him “Woman is equally good in gathering knowledge. She never say her full mind because she tries to keep ur manhood superior.” But my common sense advised me not to disturb the party. 

Lost interest in meeting other men. Left the room saying “I am feeling head ache”. In my room, fell across the bed with tears in heart. Oh God…is there any gentleman who can turn me ON?

Sneha

PS: Wait for next blog to know about the man who turned me ON.

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