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Saturday, December 1, 2018

Humor in Uniform – The Macho “He-Woman”

HUMOR IN UNIFORM

THE MACHO “HE-WOMAN”
Gender Dilemma of a Woman in a Man’s Profession
A Fictional Spoof
By
VIKRAM KARVE 

THE MACHO “HE-WOMAN” – A Fictional Spoof by Vikram Karve 

“Good evening.”

“Good evening, Sir.”

“May I join you?”

“Of course, Sir.”

“There is a party going on outside – and you are sitting here all alone in the bar – drinking Rum – and drowning your sorrows. Come on outside and enjoy the party.”

“Please, Sir. If you could please excuse me. I am feeling a bit low.”

“I know. “He” told me. That is why I have come to talk to you.”

“Oh, Shit. “He” told you, Sir...?”

“Yes. He told me that you proposed marriage to him. You asked him to marry you – and – he turned you down. I know that you are feeling really bad. But – tell me – is drowning your sorrows in alcohol going to solve your problem...?”

“I love him, Sir. I thought he loved me too. His rejection has shattered me, Sir.”

“Well – he is feeling bad too. In fact – he is feeling so guilt-ridden and embarrassed – that he has requested for an immediate transfer from here – even if he is posted to a field area. He told me your proposal for marriage came as a complete surprise.”

“Surprise...? Did he say that my proposal came as a surprise to him...? We have been such good friends – and we got along so well. I thought he would love to marry me – and – I felt that maybe he was feeling shy to propose to me. So – I asked him to marry me. I thought he would be delighted. I was sure he would say “YES” – but – I was totally shocked when he said “NO”. Yes, Sir – I was very disappointed when he refused marriage my proposal. I just don’t know why he does not want to marry me.”

“Tell me – how many men want to marry “macho women”...? How many men want a “masculine” wife who gives their machismo a competition...? I think you intimidate him by your demeanour.” 

“I don’t understand, Sir.”

“He told me he likes you as a friend – as a buddy – but – he cannot visualize you as a wife.”

“He can’t visualize me as a wife...? Why is that, Sir...?”

“In your endeavour to be “one of the boys” – you have actually started exhibiting male traits – you walk like a man – you talk like a man – you laugh like a man – you dress like a man – you even drink like a man – in fact – in your bearing, your actions, your demeanour – I have noticed that you do almost everything like a man. In your desperate ambition to prove yourself in the Army – you try to outdo the men themselves.”

“But what can I do, Sir...? I am the only Lady Officer in this unit – and – I am surrounded by male officers. And the soldiers are all men. I am a woman in a man’s profession. I must project a tough image.”

“Tough image...? So – that is why you are putting on an act – and – you are trying to pose as a “macho” man...? You know – sometimes – image can become reality. This can be dangerous. Remember one thing. When a woman tries to masquerade as a man – sometimes – she may land up being a “He-Woman”...”

“He-Woman”...?”

“Yes. That’s what they have nicknamed you. They call you “He-Woman”...!”

“Sir – do all the Officers call me “He-Woman”...?”

“Yes – everyone calls you “He-Woman”...”

“That is terrible, Sir. Why should they make fun of me like that...?”

“By the way – tell me – were you shopping at the Mall on Sunday evening...? There was a gang of girls with you, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Sir. I had gone out with my civilian college friends.”

“You all had plenty of ice cream at the food court.”

“Yes, Sir. How do you know...?”

“I was there.”

“I didn’t see you, Sir.”

“But – I did notice you. You were looking so pretty in that bright red dress. You are so fair, so good-looking – that any bright colour suits you so well. I must say that I never imagined that you can look so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Then why do you deglamorize yourself when you are in the unit...? Why do you go out of your way to look like a “Plain Jane”...? And – that too – like a “macho type” masculine looking “Plain Jane”...?”

“Sir – how can I “deck up” in uniform...?”

“No one is asking you to “deck up” in uniform. And – I know you have to dress a bit soberly out here in the officers mess in the evenings too. I am just asking you bring out the girl hiding inside you. Just be yourself. There is no need to put on a “macho act” and try to look harsh. That’s why you are becoming a “He-Woman”. Nature has made you a woman. Why are you trying to be a man? Why don’t you be your natural self? Why don’t you just be the normal woman you are? There is no need to put on a fake “macho” act. You are a “Faujan” – why try to be a “Fauji”...? I hope you understand what I am trying to convey.”  

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well – it is for you to resolve your gender dilemma. You have to decide for yourself. Remember – a “He-Man” is attracted to “She-Woman” – not a “He-Woman”. So – you better start projecting yourself as a “She-Woman”. But – if you are still adamant on being a “He-Woman” – then – you better start looking for a “She-Man”...”

“Yes, Sir.”

“What do you mean “Yes, Sir”...? Come with me. Let’s go out and join the party.”

“You go ahead, Sir. I’ll go to my room – I will freshen up and get myself organized for the party.”

“Organized...?”

“I’ll put on something good, Sir – a fashionable dress – and – I think I need to “doll up” my face and make myself more attractive. I want to look beautiful and desirable – like a “She-Woman”...”

“That’s good. But remember one thing.”

“What, Sir...?”

“You are my Adjutant. Tomorrow morning – in office – I want my “He-Woman” back in action...!!!”

VIKRAM KARVE
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1. This story is a fictional spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
2. All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Tuesday, January 30, 2018

“Liberation” of a “Liberated Woman”

“LIBERATION” of a “LIBERATED” WOMAN
Fiction Short Story
By
VIKRAM KARVE 

The “Liberation” of the “Liberated Woman”

Prologue

This story happened many many years ago. 

I don’t know why – but I have decided to tell you this story about the “Liberated Woman” today – after so many years…


The “Liberated” Woman – Short Fiction Story by Vikram Karve 

It was her virtuoso performance on the topic “Women’s Liberation” at the “Women’s Empowerment” debate in our college that earned her the soubriquet “Liberated Woman”.

The nickname “Liberated Woman” stuck. 

Even today – I remember her impassioned speech in which she articulated her strong views on “Gender Equality” “Women’s Liberation” and “Women’s Empowerment” in a most lucid and compelling manner.

From the forceful and fervent manner in which she spoke – it was clear that she was speaking from the heart – and – she fully believed in what she was saying.

All of us in the audience were impressed – and – among the audience was a young man.

The young man was the “scion” of a famous industrial family – the son of a business magnate who was the Chief Guest for the debate – which was an important event in our college day celebrations.

The young industrialist was struck by the “Thunderbolt” – “Cupid’s Arrow” – and – he instantaneously fell in love with “liberated woman”. 

For him – it was truly “love at first sight”.

That night – at the dinner table – while having dinner with his parents – the young man expressed his desire to marry “liberated woman”.

His parents were delighted – because – their son was now 30 years old – and – till now – the young man had refused to consider any marriage proposals.

After “due diligence” – the business magnate learned that “liberated woman” belonged to a good family – though not very rich and affluent.

The business magnate approached the parents of “liberated woman” with the marriage proposal – asking for their daughter’s hand for their son.

The parents of “liberated woman” were delighted – especially her mother – who was overjoyed that her daughter had netted a “prize catch” husband. 

For the mother of “liberated woman” – her daughter’s marriage to the young industrialist was a “social triumph”.

It did not matter that the boy was more than 30 years old – more than 10 years older than their 20 year old daughter.

What mattered was that her daughter would transcend from the “middle class” into the “elite class”. 

After her marriage to the rich industrialist – she would “belong” to the highest strata of society.

So – the mother instantly said “yes” to the marriage proposal.

Of course – “liberated woman” – who was still studying in college – in the final year of her BA degree course – was bewildered by the sudden turn of events. 

But – her mother prevailed upon her – using every trick in the book – including all sorts of “emotional blackmail”.

So – “liberated woman” got engaged to the scion of the business family.

And – the moment she completed her graduation – she got married to the young industrialist.


ONE YEAR LATER

I heard that “liberated woman” was in hospital – so I went to meet her.

It was nothing very serious. 

The “liberated woman” had gone through a difficult pregnancy and had developed some complications during childbirth. 

But now – she was okay – and her baby – a girl – was okay too.

In my presence – the gynecologist visited the “liberated woman”. 

The gynecologist warned her: 

“I will advise you not to have any more children – so you better take some precautions.”


ONE MORE YEAR LATER

I heard that “liberated woman” was in hospital again.

“Liberated Woman” had once again gone through a terrible pregnancy – developed complications during her delivery – but now – she had recovered and she was okay.

This time too – she had delivered a girl – and –the baby girl was healthy too. 

The gynecologist scolded the “liberated woman”:

“I told you not to get pregnant – but you did not listen to me. At least now – please make sure that you do not get pregnant again – it can be dangerous for you...” 

I said to the “liberated woman”:

“Yes – now that you have two children – there is no need to take any more chances...” 

“I think you should get sterilization done – it is a simple operation – I suggest you get it done right now – so that you will not get pregnant again…” the gynecologist said to the “liberated woman”.

“I will ask my husband…” the “liberated woman” said to the gynecologist. 

“Okay – but I strongly suggest that you get yourself sterilized – or your husband can get himself sterilized – so that you can prevent pregnancy which can be dangerous for you…” the gynecologist said.

After the gynecologist left – I looked at my friend “liberated woman” and I said to her: 

“The doctor had told you not to get pregnant after your first delivery. Why did you not listen to the doctor? You already had a baby girl? What was the need to get pregnant again? And – why did you get pregnant so fast – within a year?”

“My husband wanted a boy...” the “liberated woman” said.

“What...? I can’t believe it. You put your life at risk just because your husband wanted a boy...? And – in college – you used to…” I said. 

“I know – I used to talk big feminist things about “women’s empowerment” and “gender equality” and the “girl child” – yes – those days I did say all that. So – you can call me a “hypocrite” – you can say that I am a “fraud” – but please try to understand – it is easy to talk idealistic things – but it is not easy to practice them in real life…?” the “liberated woman” said.

“What do you mean…?” I asked her. 

“I am married into a conservative patriarchal business family – and they want an “heir” – a male – and what is worse – my husband’s cousin brother has a son – so my husband is desperate – it’s very complicated – you won’t understand – let’s talk something else…” the “liberated woman” pleaded with to me.


THREE MORE YEARS LATER

We had a college Alumni Meet.

There – I met a classmate – and she said to me: 

“Did you hear the sad news about “Liberated Woman”…?”

“No. What happened…?” I said.

“Don’t you know…?”

“No…”

“She passed away…”

“What…? “Liberated Woman” is dead...? How did she die…?”

“She died in childbirth…”

“Oh – that is tragic – very tragic – she had been warned by the gynecologist that she should not get pregnant…”

“I know – but her husband insisted that they should try for a boy – so she let her husband make her pregnant again. Yes – despite the medical advice to avoid pregnancy – she still got pregnant. During her pregnancy she had a very difficult time – so her husband flew her abroad and admitted her to a posh maternity home in her 7th month itself – she got the best prenatal care – and they got the best doctors for her delivery. But even the best doctors could not save her. I heard there were severe complications during the delivery and she died in the Operation Theatre – poor thing. She died. But – they saved the baby…”

“Really…? They saved the baby...? What was the baby – a girl…?”

“No – a boy – after two girls – she delivered a boy…”

“Oh – so finally – she delivered a boy…”

“Yes…”

“The “Liberated Woman” has been “Liberated”…” I said to myself.

“Did you say something…?” my classmate asked me.

“No…” I said, “I was just thinking about “Women’s Liberation”…”

VIKRAM KARVE
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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Story of a “Macho Woman”

Humor in Uniform

MACHO WOMAN
Gender Dilemma of a Woman in Uniform
A Fictional Spoof
By
VIKRAM KARVE 

MACHO WOMAN – A Fictional Spoof by Vikram Karve 

“Good evening.”

“Good evening, Sir.”

“May I join you?”

“Of course, Sir.”

“There is a party going on outside – and you are sitting here all alone in the bar – drinking Rum – and drowning your sorrows. Come on outside and enjoy the party.”

“Please, Sir. It you could please excuse me. I am feeling a bit low.”

“I know. He told me. That is why I have come to talk to you.”

“He told you, Sir?”

“Yes. He told me that you proposed marriage to him – you asked him to marry you – and – he turned you down. I know that you are feeling really bad. But – tell me – is drowning your sorrows in alcohol going to solve your problem...?”

“I love him, Sir. I thought he loved me too. His rejection has shattered me, Sir.”

“He is feeling bad too. In fact – he is feeling so guilt-ridden and embarrassed – that he has requested for an immediate transfer from here – even if he is posted to a field area. He told me your proposal for marriage came as a complete surprise.”

“Surprise? We have been such good friends – and we got along so well. I thought he would love to marry me – and – I felt that maybe he was feeling shy to propose to me. So – I asked him to marry me. I thought he would be delighted. I was sure he would say ‘YES’ – but – I was totally shocked when he said  ‘NO’ – and – he refused marriage my proposal. I just don’t know why he does not want to marry me.”

“Tell me – how many men want to marry ‘macho women’...? How many men want a masculine wife who gives their machismo a competition...? I think you intimidate him by your demeanour.” 

“I don’t understand, Sir.”

“He told me he likes you as a friend – as a buddy – but – he cannot visualize you as a wife.”

“He can’t visualize me as a wife...? Why is that, Sir...?”

“In your endeavour to be “one of the boys” – you have actually started exhibiting male traits – you walk like a man – you talk like a man – you laugh like a man – you dress like a man – you even drink like a man – in fact – in your bearing, your actions, your demeanour – I have noticed that you do almost everything like a man. In your desperate ambition to prove yourself in the Army – you try to outdo the men themselves.”

“But what can I do, Sir...? I am the only Lady Officer in this unit – and – I am surrounded by male officers. And the soldiers are all men. I am a woman in a man’s profession. I must project a tough image.”

“Tough image...? So – that is why you are putting on an act – and – you are trying to pose as a “macho” man...? You know – sometimes – image can become reality. This can be dangerous. Remember one thing. When a woman tries to masquerade as a man – sometimes – she may land up being a He-Woman.”

“He-Woman...?”

“Yes. That’s what they have nicknamed you. They call you ‘He-Woman’...!”

“Sir – do the Officers of this unit call me ‘He-Woman’...?”

“Yes.”

“That is terrible, Sir. Why should they make fun of me like that...?”

“By the way – tell me – were you shopping at the Mall on Sunday evening...? There was a gang of girls with you, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Sir. I had gone out with my college friends.”

“You all had plenty of ice cream at the food court.”

“Yes, Sir. How do you know?”

“I was there.”

“But I didn’t see you, Sir.”

“But – I did notice you. You were looking so pretty in that bright red dress. You are so fair, so good-looking – that any bright colour suits you so well. I must say that I never imagined you can look so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Tell me – why do you deglamorize yourself when you are in the unit...? Why do you go out of your way to look like a ‘Plain Jane’...? And – that too – like a ‘macho type’ masculine looking ‘Plain Jane’...?”

“Sir – how can I deck up in uniform...?”

“No one is asking you to ‘deck up’ in uniform. And – I know you have to dress a bit soberly out here in the officers mess in the evenings too. I am just asking you bring out the girl hiding inside you. Just be yourself. There is no need to put on a ‘macho act’ and try to look harsh. That’s why you are becoming a He-Woman. Nature has made you a woman. Why are you trying to be a man? Why don’t you be your natural self? Why don’t you just be the normal woman you are? There is no need to put on a fake macho act. You are a ‘faujan’ – why try to be a ‘fauji’...? I hope you understand what I am trying to convey.”  

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well – it is for you to resolve your gender dilemma. You have to decide for yourself. Remember – a He-Man is attracted to She-Woman – not a He-Woman. So – you better start projecting yourself as a She-Woman. But – if you are still adamant on being a He-Woman – then – you better start looking for a ‘She-Man’.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“What do you mean ‘Yes Sir’...? Come with me. Let’s go out and join the party.”

“You go ahead, Sir. I’ll go to my room – I will freshen up and get myself organized for the party.”

“Organized...?”

“I’ll put on something good, Sir – a fashionable dress – and – I think I need to ‘doll up’ myself up and prettify a bit. I want to look beautiful and desirable – like a ‘She-Woman’ .”

“That’s good. But remember one thing.”

“What, Sir?”

“You are my adjutant. Tomorrow morning – in office – I want my “He-Woman” back in action...!!!”

VIKRAM KARVE
Copyright © Vikram Karve
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Disclaimer:
1. This story is a fictional spoof, satire, pure fiction, just for fun and humor, no offence is meant to anyone, so take it with a pinch of salt and have a laugh.
2. All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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No part of this Blog may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopying or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the Blog Author Vikram Karve who holds the copyright.
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