NOT THE PIXIE CUT BENGALI GIRL

Never stereotype Bengali girls who sport a pixie haircut, have brown chapped lips, smoke all the cuts available at the Paan store and have a huge bunch of guy friends.
Also, don’t call her a fashion disaster if you spot her wearing brown 3-quarters, black mocassins and a baggy t-shirt as she hums an ode to the coffee house. Yes, you guessed that right, she is a writer and a lefty as well. I have no idea where she is graduating from. This pixie cut Bengali girl is a rare species — rude, right and may be a femi cum ‘grammer’ nazi, may be.
She stays around one of the pukurs close to North Kolkata and comes all the way south, every morning. If you observe her friend circle, most of the guys hail from Birbhum, Malda, Cooch Behar or Haldia. They are really trying hard to keep pace with the city of joy. Believe it or not, you might fantasize her someday, because you fail to score the white chicks from Elgin or Ballygunje Circular. They are miles out of your league. Yes!
This girl is raw, real and ready to go. She is the one who sweats all the time, hates speaking in Hindi and for her —Saturday means MaxMueller. Her father works in the Indian Railways and burps like there’s no tomorrow, mother makes good fish curry and has a thing for ‘big shoppers’, and sex isn't something they would probably talk about.
Never question a pixie cut Bengali girl’s loyalty. They are few in number. Let’s save them!
