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Beauty Queen
One day, myself and my friend Murali were walking towards the bus stand to catch the bus to go to work. Murali who was talking to me non-stop about the office work suddenly went silent.
“Murali what happened to you. Why are you silent?” I asked him.
He pointed his finger at a woman in jeans walking few yards in front of us. I guessed that her age would have been between twenty and twenty five”
“Look at the back side of the woman. What do you think about her beauty?”
“What do you mean? How can I comment about her beauty by looking at her from behind”
“Look at her vital statistics. She is slim, tall and she has sandalwood colour. Her style of walking is tempting. The way she has dressed up. Even the hair style tells us that that she must be beautiful.”
“Murali. Don’t be hasty in your decision so quickly. Never decide about a woman from her external appearance”.
“I know what you are going to say. Look at the people who staring at her. They too must be admiring her beauty.
“Murali let us first go and have a look at the front side of her”.
“Walk fast to overtake her. But do not look back at her and give her the impression that we are observing her” Murali replied.
OK Murali. Let us speed up and overtake her and go and stay in that bus stand pretending that we are we are waiting for a bus.
He agreed to my suggestion.
We reached the bus stand first without looking back. From the Bus station we had a glance at her.
“What do you say now?” Murali wanted my comments
“The low neck front side of her dress is very appealing to men. Lots of make up in her face. I would not say that she is a beauty queen, but on a scale one to hundred I would give sixty for her.
“ You are very thrifty in assessment”
The man who stood with us in the bus stand was listening to our conversation. He knew that we are commenting about the beauty of the woman walking on the road.
“ Sir don’t get deceived by her beauty” he commented at a low voice.
“ Why do you say that”?
“ You will see very soon why I say that”
Within minutes a car over took her and stopped few yards in front of her. The person who was in the front seat of the car got down from the car and walked towards her. I saw them talking for few minutes. Then he exchanged some currency notes. That was it. She passed a small parcel to him. After collecting the parcel he immediately got into the car and vanished.
Murali did not understand the whole scenario.
“ What was she doing?” He ignorantly asked the person waiting for the bus.
“ She sells drugs. That is her business.”
“ A beautiful woman doing drug business. I cannot believe it”
“ Yes she is not really beautiful in thoughts and action. Three months ago a dada sprayed acid on her face for cheating him in drug business”
“ What? Threw acid? She doesn’t look like that”
“ True. She did plastic surgery on her face. Now she looks beautiful to the people. Her mind is corrupt. Her action if evil” he replied.
I looked at Murali. I could see disappointment in his face. We saw her walking towards us. Luckily the bus arrived in time. As soon as we got into the bus it started moving. I thanked god for saving us from the claws of Murali’s beauty queen.
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