Tuesday, October 18, 2011


                    "Mediterannean". Musee D' Orsay 

There is seldom any doubt that French women are one of the most effortlessly sexy and beautiful .

I was going through some old pictures stored in my lap top, and revisited the pictures of the gorgeous looking lass from France. The picture must be about ten years old and I last saw her before she left the company I was then doing business with. The last I met her was in Strasbourg in their office. And that day she and her boss took me out for lunch. I did correspond with her on business matters and some advice about textile fairs in Paris and Lille which she frequented. Well in fact she was a Textile school product and worked in that Company as a designer and Stylist for men’s wear. Hence her twice yearly visits to India.

She must have been twenty four or there about.

Once on her visit to India, she happened to be in the town over the week end and came to our house for dinner. The next day, a Sunday, we all drove down to Malampuzha in Kerala. As she and her boss wanted to see a bit of “God’s own country”, of which they heard much. (The subsequent year we sent them by car to Kumarakom to erase the unpleasant memories of this forgetful trip). It was an awful experience for the heat and the very ravenous men folks of that place. Being a Sunday there was a sizeable crowd of men and women who ventured out to nauseatingly pry and strip another- beautiful women. The kind of people who are intrusive and agape upon seeing a white (pale) skinned alien woman.

Now she was a very beautiful and debonair. Tall slightly tanned and had exquisite assets that makes women glamorous and attractive to men folks and envy of the same sex. Being her second or third visit to India she was not quite aware of the prejudice and hypocrisies of the land. Wearing jeans and a round neck t shirt that clings to a beautiful  body was indeed quite provocative to the gentry there in Kerala. I and C could feel and she too, the prying and lecherous eyes roving all over her. In fact we had to be more conscious and ensure that none of them got berserk and laid hands on her. There was no dearth for comments that were derisive, mocking and vulgar. It was a wonderful relief when we were back in the car to drive back to our town. The only quite side of the day adventure being the boat ride on the lake, which was away from offensive eyes.

After she left the company the contact just faded out, though it must be the pleasure of every man who appreciates feminine physical beauty and charm, to be in contact with her. 

The next I heard about her, (let me call her M, after the first alphabet of her name), was just a few years ago from the woman who was her boss. Well, M was going steady with a young man who lived in her town of Strasbourg. And they were quite intimate for a while, before she was befriended by another fellow.  She was I presume dating two men at the same time. It was immediately after that, that she found her pregnant. And she decided to marry her new boy friend. Marry they did. Because she had this good news for him that she conceived and will bore him a child. However a few months into marriage she went in for a paternity test and found that the child was from her earlier boyfriend. The man whom she married was not prepared to continue the relationship if she did not medically terminate the pregnancy. This she refused outright. His persuasive skills running out of steam and on a limbo, he (her husband) walked out of the marriage. She was left to fend for herself. 

She eventually gave birth to a child, a boy. She was living by herself, a single young mother, in dire need of a job. In an unenviable state of bringing up the infant and meeting ends meets.
Quite an unfortunate turn of events for a woman who was captivatingly beautiful.

One can laugh away the confusion of parentage and the comedy of errors if one sees it that way. However the same life style is quite in our garden too! Isn’t it?


NRIGirl said...

Hmm... So beauty couldn't help her much is what I am hearing from this story...

Insignia said...

Hmm women across globe do tend to follow pattern :)

kavita said...

Sad . Things could have been easier for her if she had agreed to her hubby's demand . But she was brave in not terminating the pregnancy .She was a designer and stylist so i feel (i want to believe)that she must have done something good with her life.

KParthasarathi said...

Give something and take away something else seem to be the way of life.That a woman endowed with exceptional beauty has been denied happiness that even plain Janes enjoy is an irony.

anilkurup said...

@ NRIGirl,

Beauty is perhaps what done her.

@ Insignia,

I'm not sure what you B, mean by the "pattern".

@ Kavita,

Yes indeed designing is creative and such people are not real bore.
It is also not uncommon in the West and even in India , now, to be a single mother.

@ KParthasathi,

"Give something and take away something else seem to be the way of life".

I have heard this line of thinking on many matters many times. I do not agree with that view of design and some one playing dice for us. If some one does it is cruel and unfair too-and when what is given with the right , something else is denied with the left.

Happy Kitten said...

She had her priorities mixed I guess.... and the time she realized her priorities, it was too late.

....Petty Witter said...

Well you know that they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and is only skin deep anyway - I agree with NRIGirl.

anilkurup said...

@ petty Witter,

Yes the matter is only skin deep. But the point is the dilemma of establishing the parentage and then the bungling. Wired way of conducting on'e affairs?

Insignia said...


I have witnessed/heard many stories of women ending up as single moms. Thats what I meant.

anilkurup said...

@ Insignia,

Yea got it.

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