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SAM CLUB DAY ‘16

More Equal than Others
- Parth Adhikari '2k11

I realize this while you and I disembark from the train. Having put your luggage on the pla orm at the railway
sta on, I have an epiphany.

How you make that innocent face, how you squint those an mony-lined eyes, how your small, manicured
fingers fidget with the sling of The Heavier Bag – all in an a empt to make the logis cs easier.
I wonder how it is that you demand gender equality in all things and stomp your leg on the ground for
reserva ons to be made based on sex, knowing, but never acknowledging, that equality is as equally
imprac cal as it is illogical.

“The bag is really heavy, you know.” (Yes ma'am, I just helped you li it, without any help from you.)
I wonder how it is that some mes you can call me in the morning to frivolously inform me that you will not be
able to a end the class on that day, and a proxy will be helpful.

“Too bad it doesn't have wheels to roll it.” (I can see that. Even my duffel and holdall don't.) I wonder how it is
that when at mes The Professor calls up the en re class for a endance, you arrive a li le late and usually get
away with an excuse. And later, you catch up with me to say that I should have called you up with the
informa on a li le earlier than some insignificant girlfriend of yours.

“Isn't there a ramp or an escalator here?” (Look around; your guess is as good as mine, even if your height is
not.)
I wonder how it is that on some evenings, you can just sit on the ledge of The Terrace and from afar gently
beckon to me on the tennis court to leave the pleasure of sports and join you there.

When I consent – you talk and I am got to talking about nothing but what He said to Her, She said to Him or She
said to Her. Or if the se ng is fortunate, how in life only one random philosophy is tenable; and how somehow
your present (or past) stand (or conduct) on one random ma er (be it behavioural propriety, social dona ons at
various occasions or educa onal excellence in college laboratories) is somehow concordant with that one
absolute supreme tenet. And to cap the conversa on, you put a decorous - “But why! I had just come up here to
enjoy the weather. There is nothing to obstruct the breeze here, you see.”

When I don't consent - you talk and Mr. XY is got to talking about nothing but what He said to Her, She said
to Him or She said to Her. Or if the se ng is fortunate, how in life only one random philosophy is tenable;
and how somehow your (or past) stand (or conduct) on one random ma er (be it propriety, social
dona ons or educa onal excellence in college

laboratories) is somehow concordant with that one absolute supreme tenet. And oh, the wind is blowing
and there are beaming smiles on The Terrace.

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