A brief conversation between one of today’s so called Modern girl and a casual Behenji
Modern Girl : Hi behenji!
Behenji : Stop calling me that
MG : what’s wrong? You look like one…
B : Do you mean, I am a Behenji because I do not waste money and time in looking good and attracting male attention by my face, yet I am smart and definitely because I have brains which you absolutely lack!
MG : Smart? Who you? Go look at yourself in the mirror
B : How do you define smart honey? By spitting unnecessary adjectives into each sentence you speak or by speaking wrong English and make yourself appear as desperate wannabies? Or would you say wearing miniskirts and showing off your fat legs are signs of smartness.. Some of you “Smart Girls” can even fast for months to fit into a mini skirt!!
MG : Are you trying to insult me?
B : Any doubts?
MG : You are so backdated, you don’t wear designer and branded clothes, look at me I am so modern…
B : As if you are updated!! Please tell me who’s the minister of Information and Broadcasting of India?
MG : Good Lord! I am talking of fashion, not politics!
B : Which fashion designer has been in the news recently? Any idea?
MG : You know what, you don’t need to read newspapers for that… just scan through the supplements… Learn the brands and be confident and feel high by wear those stuff.
B : Really? You mean spending Rs10000 from yours parent’s wallet, for a pair of faded jeans is worthy to make you feel confident? Why don’t you join some personality development course… Or you may rather appoint a Psychoanalyst…
MG : You are disgusting. You would never understand the importance of brands, this is why we have boyfriends, you don’t.
B : Smart girls have friends.
MG : You wouldn’t have boyfriends because you are not sexy. I am, look at my curves, my hairstyle.
B : Do you mean, that you have to stand in awkward positions to show your bulging out bum to attract your boyfriend?!?!?! Or just because you are half bald, you cut your hair in the crazy manner to make it look fluffy?
MG : To hell with your explanations. He calls me sexy. (introduces behenji with a Hulk!) This is my Baby.
B : My God! He’s double your size. What if he falls on you, you’ll be squashed! Beware, or get something to eat.
MG : Shut up. You are just jealous of me, because I have a BF.
B : Oh! Please, rather I would appreciate cute and normal men other than the grumpy black cats. I have friends to spend time with, and a friend in need is a friend indeed.
MG : So is the case with a BF. A boyfriend in need is a boyfriend indeed. Isn’t it so baby? (Winks at BF and reaches out for his wallet. BF’s smiles painfully, swimming in deep love for MG.)
B : Anyways, I have work to do, you carry on your sweet nothings. (turns to leave, but helpful boy-friend appears)
MD : Who’s that? You can’t have a BF. That’s impossible; your BF would probably be a bald guy with thick glasses on the nose…
Boy-friend : I’m her friend, we have an appointment with so and so company for a job interview. Bye.
MG, turns off her head and plays with BF’s wallet.