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All of us crave for those turning points in our lives. Don't we? But there were a couple of occasions recently where I would have done better without those turning points.

Last Christmas I was back home for my holidays in Kochi. For all its developments in the last decade it unfortunately doesn't offer you any unique hangout places. So one day I was on my way to one of those common hangouts in a private bus. For all those who are unaware there is a govt. order where some 25% seats in a bus have to be reserved for women. Therefore men are often confused about who is the so called 'weaker sex'. But the amount of crimes against women in the state is such that once on my journey in a train a 5-6 something old adorable girl was seated opposite to me. Yours truly affectionately smiled at her & guess what; she started pulling her knee length skirt further down! Here in Jaipur there are no seats reserved for women in buses & a 20 something girl in a mini skirt would probably put one leg on the other if nobody is paying her any attention. The numbers of crimes against women are identical though. So whether these rules are the seeds for crimes or vice versa would be debated like the 'Who came first-Hen or Egg' debate.

Coming back to my journey in the bus, I was forced into the ladies area thanks to the evening crowd. There was this dude standing next to me who was hell bent on showing his culture to the 'aunties'. After a bit of poking & probing one of the ladies politely let him know what she thought about it. The dude slowly left the area (experienced-I later found out).I was suddenly in his place & god damn traffic in the city, the driver put the sudden brake & I was on the same old aunty purely according to Newton's 1^st Law of Motion & by no means any Laws of attraction. Probably thinking that this was the other guy she shouted "BEHAVE YOURSELF" & enquired about my Mom and sister. Unless one find themselves in such a situation it's difficult to comprehend how it feels when everybody turns around to give you "What a pervert" look.

Though we play like shit in tournaments, we religiously practice football every evening. Then there are the girls who pay an honourable visit to the ground 2 days before any tournament. The fact that they still perform exceedingly well is something I plan to do my PhD on. Anyway, presence of the fairer sex on the field is a huge source of inspiration to the boys. Suddenly the drooping shoulders broaden & the lazy become enviable. Our coach plays his part as well by loudly congratulating the guys who do well & the lucky guy would turn around to see if the girls are noticing him. Naturally the case applies to me as well & suddenly started playing to impress 'somebody', meanwhile forgetting the basics. Our coach was admirably alert though & shouted -"Alex…..You STUPID Fellow".

I dint have to turn around though, I could very well hear the giggles.