A strange loveA Story by gaurav royA man falls in love, this is based on some true experiences.
A Chauvinist in Love
“God used to make beautiful girls till the year 1985, and after that He suddenly stopped. Probably the warehouse where the beautiful girls were made was burnt down by Satan, or God decided that the earth deserves no more angelic girls, as the world is filled with countless sins", said Dewey. Dewey was a man who never was among the staunch believers in love, but today according to him, he had seen the most beautiful woman. There was a slight glitch, though: the girl whom he saw was five years older than him. It made the whole scenario a bit too twisted. However, he was with his friend Hilario, who was a romantic by heart. Romance and chivalry flowed in his veins; any lady who had the opportunity to meet him would certainly get drowned in his charm. But it wasn’t as though Dewey never got his share of females; he, too, was good at his game. But he was more cold-blooded. He never meant what he said. He said “I love you” every other day, purely to entice women to go out with him. He was heartless...but he always got what he demanded. So, you must be wondering, "Why is Dewey facing such a dilemma?” He could easily have gotten this beautiful woman he was talking about and done his regular routine. There was problem, problems Dewey had had his share of older women, and he had learned one thing from those past experiences: eventually, they all want to marry you, and when they decide they want to marry you, only the Almighty can save you from this catastrophe. Dewey learned it the hard way, so today he was again complaining to Hilario about his predicament with this particular woman, and Hilario, like the good friend he was, listened and tried to put some essential reasoning into Dewey’s head. Dewy was a commitment freak, he always stumbled on the benchmarks of a regular relationship, when a girl asked Dewy, “ Will you move out with me?”, Dewy replied “ I would love to , but my dog needs a lawn to stay or else he dirties the house a lot”, now Dewy expected that the girl did not have a lawn, if she had a lawn, then Dewy said “ My friend Hilario is suffering from a serious ailment, and I have to look after him”, this was Dewy’s trump card and it always was a success, whatsoever. Once Dewy was asked by a girl to get involved in holy matrimony, Dewy said to the girl, with a straight face “I would love to marry you, but I always wanted to gift a Villa to my father, once that is done, I will certainly marry you”. But today Dewy was a different man, rather it seemed like he was a different man. “God used to make beautiful girls till the year 1985, and after that god suddenly paused. After that only pretty girls have been born", said Dewey. Hilario was somewhat offended by this chauvinist remark, but Hilario had never seen his friend in such a pitiable state. Probably Dewey was maturing, experiencing a new venture toward adulthood. Hilario retorted, “You're nuts, man! The very thought is loony!" My fiancée was born in 1988, and she is beautiful”. Dewey shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever!" This statement angered Hilario; in fact, this whole attitude of Dewey's made him furious. He loved his fiancée, and he was not ready to take any criticism whatsoever about her. He brought his chair closer to Dewey’s and said, “You better change your point of view, bub, or I'm gonna find me a new best man!” Dewey raised his eyebrows in amazement, and said, “I never meant to hurt your feelings, Hil. I am just saying that Laura is not as beautiful as the chick I saw, that’s all. Laura's hot and all, but this gal was like a lotus in a muddy pond.” Hilario knew that arguing with Dewy was going to be pointless. He practically never gained from arguing with Dewey, but Hilario was more than a little bit curious about this amazing girl his friend was fantasizing about. He asked, “Please would you enlighten me? Describe your proclaimed angel." “I have heard many fables about men who saved their lady loves, but I never believed in them until today. I have often told you that the girl I am going to marry will be so beautiful that her beauty will compel you to wear sun glasses. I had only dreamed about her, until yesterday I met her. Her voice was so amazing that even a deaf man could experience its melody. Her lips were so red that the roses will appear pale. Her eyes were more innocent than a baby’s, and her skin was so soft….” Hilario interrupted. “So you touched her?” Dewey said in a menacing tone “Next time you break the flow, with God as my witness, I'll kill you. Whether I touched her or not, you will never know." Dewey continued. “Her skin as soft as velvet, her face as radiant as the moon, her figure carved out by the gods themselves”. There was a numb silence. Dewey then poured some rum into his glass and went into a pensive state for a long time. Hilario didn’t seem to mind. After a time, Hilario broke the silence and said, “It seems that you have fallen in love.” Dewey said, “Whatever that feeling was, if it was love, then I am addicted to it.” Hilario smiled at his words. After a short pause, Dewey said, "I was wondering about the idea I presented to you some time ago, about how God had stopped making beautiful girls after the year 1985." ”Yes, what about it?” said Hilario. ”I have come up with a queer list, but it’s just an insight”, Dewey said. Continuing shamelessly, he then said, “After 1985 up until 1989 God made tall girls with wider hips and small breasts. After 1989 till 1992, God increased the size of the breast, probably because of the complaints from his worshippers. Then, to compensate for the breast size, God decreased the size of the brain, no one complained after that.” Hilario laughed and told Dewey, "You are the limit”. © 2010 gaurav royAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on December 4, 2010 Last Updated on December 13, 2010 Tags: love, chauvinist Previous Versions Authorgaurav roymumbai, maharashtra, IndiaAbouti m just a beginner, and i pretty pissed with the on going system in india. i m very sarcastic about love more..Writing
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