Of Reversal in sex ratio and surviving in Women Fiefdom For those who are still aloof of harrypottersque mania and wondering what does "horacruxinmind" stands for.Shed off your inhibitions and enrich your Potter voabulary.Horacruxes are one of the ways to make yourself immortal.And by replicating this blog as a "Pensieve" another Potter lingua franca :-):-) ... i am trying to make weirdos like me immortal. Too much of high funda stuff...:-P....Better, lets get back to the title of the blog.How come a feminine title figured in a blog which last night itself eulogized a great literary figure(...no hidden meanings intended).To be frank through these lines i am narrating one of secret desires which i had held for long time. Trying to survive in the world where women is in majority :-). Quite scary yet enthralling.For the obvious reasons that the skewed sex ratio of Indian population cant be better examplified than in Engineering College.Where girls are few and far between the crowd of boys and only boys.I guess Adam Smith the greatest economist never thought of such improbable Demand/Supply ratio while coining the word Deficit:-).World looks upto engineering grad as one to create new options and opportunities.Here the poor fellow cant even generate one(..obviously a girl) for his survival. One night i earnestly prayed God that the sex ratio of this world be reversed.And what followed next was a ...... Bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Zoooooooooooom!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fast forward 2050 AD.National Institute of Technology,Allahabad(...couldnt dream about any other better place)..Dotted by structural frames,this campus which once used to be green and nature's delight has become an architectural jungle.With more hostels and more buildings sprouting inside the campus. In the one isolated corner of a room of historical Tilak hostel on a sultry night Rashmi was busy scribbling through the tutorial sheets while Menaka was puffing a cheroot next to the door egging Rashmi to finish the work faster so that she can do the "taaping" work with elegant proficiency.Times havent changed much.when Rashmi's mom and Menaka's father were the students of this prestigious college.Still those Rajma Roti prevails the cuisine of Mess.And still those synchronized blackouts initiated by Electricity board during examination comes to haunt one and all. More so with more harmonic switching on/off power supply during normal days the sweating pheonmenon has touched a new zenith. The room had a mystic aura about it with the puff of cheroot making it more intimidating.Boyie magazines spreadeagled all over the place..while a full blown hot stuff was running in full throttle on the Kampu...Rashmi's computer or dabba or Kampu as she prefers calling was considered the richest in the hostel with latest "pondies"(..you know what :-))..loaded.In far corner of the room Daniel Cruise the grandson of yesteryear hertthrob Tom Cruise brazenly displaying his body in full length poster ,decorated the wall. In the third floor of the hostel there was some fracas going on... Alka strolling in her skimpiest shorts was mouthing profanities at top of her voice..directed towards Maneka.Over past few weeks her undies were mysteriously disappearing from her wardrobe...and someone leaked the word that it was Maneka who is the culprit. On the side of the first floor balcony Radhika (..or Rads as her gang calls her) and her stooges were busy oogling at any guy passing by the roadside street.More so, one of them got hold of a binocoulars to view "hot happenings" inside the adjoining housing colonies.Of late they had been eyeing couple of hunks who shifted in the quarter at stone throw distance from Tilak hostel. "This f**ker Alka needs a kick in her butt'...groaned Maneka."The bitch hasnt realised that i wont clean even a shit with her filthy undies"..That was some statement grinned Rashmi . Both Rashmi and Maneka were the best pals since the first year.Now in the third year of their majors in Mechanical,they both have fallen for same Tronix(...Electronics) guy Sahil. That has created a bit of tiff between the two.But lately they both came to compromise that whoever manages to woo Sahil first will get the pie,other will facilitate the happenings,remove the glitches and move out of way. Sahil..one of the most talked about guys in entire third year finally had a date with Rashmi in OCC (..or Old College Canteen) .And that was no mean achievement considering number of proposals he already received.Since then Rashmi has been feeling six inches taller and have become a sore of the eye for likes of Rads and Alka....Bastard must have got ready to bed with her....scowled both of them Tonight she is furiously scribbling the notes because Sahil wants it urgently.After finishing the work she xeroxed one copy for Maneka from the roadside Kajal photocopier.The shop which once was crammed into a single room has bloomed into a multi storeyed building with each floor catering the needs of specific year...During end sem..this is the hottest joint in and around the college.God bless the inventor of Xerox machine who faciliated the production of top notch engineers year after year... Around half past nine,when the cramming and creaking of gates of NBH(..New Boys Hostel) starting echoing the environs of college ,Rashmi dressed her self with strongest deos and gels to meet Sahil.This was a dangerous proposition considersing the strict measures taken by PB or Proctorial Board(..disciplinary board).She managed to hoodwink the guards and was now lying flat on Sahil's bed."You must not have come like..you could get caught...think about your future..." Sahil spluttered out all in one go..his prespiration examplified his anxiousness...while Rashmi was cool as cucumber.."Relax dude...those cheerkoot son of the guns will never ever be able to catch me..i betcha...You just get chilled..and tell me what are the plans for Culrav". "I think i will be with some of my friends from Allahabad Agriculture college...The girls from that college are very decent"...Hell broke loose on Rashmi...all through these days she slogged day in day out so that she could escort Sahil on dance floor..now this bugger wants to move around with third grade college scums. "But...Sahil why cant you be with me in cultural fest...see i have brought this aloo-paraatha for you from NCC(..new college canteen)..See i brought this card for you." "Rashmi...we are just good firends yaar..and i always thought as you a good person...I cant move around with you in college...your gang will pass comment..."...As if i am asking him to get jagged publicly....Frowned Rasmi... "Rashmi you should now leave...i am feeling sleepy..tomm i have got tutorials..".....Without uttering a word Rashmi left NBH.That night Rashmi and Maneka boozed massively.Both at their devilish best...cursing and abusing any guy that came in their mind..... Two days later college was buzzing with Cultural festival fever...As expected most of the guys were already booked..Rashmi and Maneka decided to pass the day blissfully sleeping,boozing and fagging...after all there was no use getting frustrated seeing bunch of jokers dancing as couple on juke floor. 'Let's go and see some hunks from Agri college...i am getting bugged sitting here whole day.." drooled Rashmi..."Listen dear...when your luck is sucked even dogs give you a duck...thats a old saying...my dad use to say...No use dangling our goodies to the cheap stuffs just relax and chill" "I think time has come to look beyond the options available...just watch the magic tonight" said Rashmi with a wink."The clock will turn back when the guys use to run after girls ..my mom use to tell stories when she was hot cake in the college...i will conjure the same magic"..Saying this,she vanished in bathroom leaving Maneka completely baffled. After an hour the girl who stood infront of Maneka was hottest chick she had seen for long long time giving even a studd like her bit of goose bumps."Gee...never knew you were HOT!!..you planned something big today i guess" Both Rashmi and Maneka walked towards college auditorium were the loud music,screaming,laughter convulsed into one big cacophony. As they entered the entrance of hall..."Look that sexy!!!"....somebody said from sidelines...Rashmi turned to find Sahil standing there surrounding with his lot. "Rashmi will dance with me tonight.........." And what followed rest of the night was history.. Maneka meanwhile got hooked to an Agri guy ...both turned out be big time boozer and faggers....and damn cared about whats happening around them "When you make your luck...even the Guys wont give you a duck".....blurted Maneka