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Experiment: Random Observation

Aim: To make a girl unlock the door of a train belonging to the Indian Railways.

Pre-environmental conditions:-

(1) The train had just arrived at some random unexpectedly small, rarely lightened railway station with 1 minute halt time somewhere in between Howrah and Tatanagar.

(2) It was the third hour of a chilly December morning, things are not clearly visible.

(3) Despite being a Sunday, subtracting the daily morning passengers comprising mainly of the 9 to 5 working class, there was a substantial number of heads seen in platform no. 2.

(4) Both the adjacent doors were packed with passengers going up and down, the only option available was the door just in front on us. Unfortunately it was locked.

(5) We asked the only girl sitting sleeplessly in the side lower berth right next to out targeted locked door. All the other preferable male passengers in the vicinity were in their deep mid-sleep.

Procedure followed by the girl eventually:-

(1) She looked shocked as if Brad Pitt himself had asked her to marry him.

(2) After a 10 second delivery of that surprised look, she finally took some action. She managed to place every streak of her hair in the right placed.

(3) Another 10 seconds had past. We knocked the door even harder to make sure that she is well awake from her wedding plans with Brad. She finally rose from her seat.

(4) As soon as we got a slight ray of hope, she started managing her clothing, her kurta pulled to her knee length, her overcoat pulled down accordingly to match well with the dress.

(5) 10 more seconds gone. The rush from others doors was reduced considerably. We looked out for our adjacent doors but some invisible force changed our mind and we decided to give her one more chance to save the entire female community to be called dumb.

(6) Finally she made her first attempt before we knew it was supposed to be the last when she opened her mouth, ‘How does this thing work?’ She was not a science student; we derived, and as she was not aware of the fact that sound could rarely travel through a 3 inch thick glass, moreover even if it did, a person fully loaded in an early December dawn break could never hear a word.

(7) After that she stood there like a goat who didn’t know what to eat next. That’s the moment when we resolved that is was indeed a goat. We looked out for the adjacent doors which were now opened but busy.

(8) I gave her a last optimistic look before leaving the front door, still goatish! The train started gaining pace when we hurried. No female creature with us caused us any apologizing eyes innocent as a baby. I felt like screaming immaturely ‘God she is cute’.

(9) I couldn`t do anything else other than smile even though was not in a very humorous mood after I was awaken up early that morning after a late hour sleep. But we definitely arrived at our conclusion after we`d given her a decent time to save the tag over her community.

Conclusions:-

(1) Cute girls are Dumb.

(2) It`s hard to deliver abrasive words to such girls no matter how crucially they deserve them.