Did you see an ugly beautiful? Did you see a beautiful ugly? A beautiful face with the ugliest characters. There is something in this; those who are ugly have a beautiful heart and are virtuous, and those who have beauty are substandard. Did you notice that? I have seen it in this nothing to do place; a very tiny-tipsy kind of place in Yebilaptsa. I have heard people saying so often there is something missing in Khengpas, and this is really true because I have seen it. People work less here, and they eat more, in fact they drink more. They think only about now and forget completely about the future’s prospect. They are living, and they are dying at the same time. They don’t have life as such. They don’t understand life, they don’t understand love, they don’t understand feelings, they don’t understand silences, they don’t understand stances. They live a jaunty, a perky kind of life.
You cannot have a beautiful woman, a woman who is virtuous, intelligent, and make an idealized partner in life. If you have, you have an angel.
And the girls and women in this place is a true disgust – may be not all. They don’t have anything – let me be frank-women don’t have anything as such in them. They don’t have women in them. They don’t have brains to compete. They don’t have energy to move ford. They don’t have anything inside of them. Because their character is loose. So loose that may ramify them. They don’t have integrity. NOTHING, I would like to shout at them, especially to that red girl. They only have faces – physicalities. That too is truly fabricated beauty. They paint faces like object, and when they do, they objectify themselves. And this is what women of Khengpas are, they have NOTHING, but they act they have EVERYTHING.
In my life, I didn’t believe any ears. I am a good listener, but a very bad keeper. So, I have never thought that I have my own. I didn’t own anything as such. Only did I realize that I own someone when I got married. I have my precious wife and son now. I do believe in them. Anyways, this is another side of story.
Now let me tell you about that Khengpa girl, who has a beautiful face, where anyone would fall at first sight, but truly, she does has repulsive characters - I should say. This is a small place. But there are many smelly things going on almost on a daily basis. There would be a boy asking the cell number of a girl in a bar shop. There would be a cat and rat chases. There would be a boy showing off all his loftiness of his life. This is his valiance. Now what is her valiance? She doesn’t deserve this page or even a word if I were to be describing her characters. She stinks on my page. But if I were to describe her beauty, the pages would flower and smell. What is this beauty? John Keats says, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty, —that is all/Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.” But there is nothing truth in her beauty. She has worn a red V-sweater. She has a plumply- smiley –attractive - mesmerizing face. But this red girl acts like a bitch; a hungry bitch. She drinks pegs and pegs of Special Quarial, and she throws ruses to her new boyfriend. Gross. She holds onto somebody’s’ shoulder, and she literally embrace all. What a pity? She cries like a wounded bitch without any reason. She follows boys and goes in search of her new boyfriend. She dares to shout the name of her boyfriend in the night. She dares to run plag-plag-plag like the highwayman in the night.
One night, she fought with her boyfriend. It was just outside my living room. They quarreled for sometime and they threw some punches. I pressed my face towards windowglass, and all that I saw was a red shirt girl lying on the ground, throwing her feet and arms angrily towards sky. She shouted FUCK YOU. And I felt she had fucked her life herself. She is mannerless, characterless, and good for nothing. She can only live by selling her beauty; a beauty that costs so much pains to be borne by herself. A beauty that blemishes her life.