One thing I do not need motivation for,from anyone, is to swim. Summer means a lot of dip in the pool for me.I am a water baby (though in no close resemblance I look like a mermaid, I call myself a fish...rather a beautiful fat fish). Anyhoo, So finally in June I started by dip and stroke for this season I always fancied swimming in the national swimming complex at Satdobato. The size of the pool is of international standard so, every lap feels like an achievement (If you are a smoker or on the healthier side of weight, you know what I am talking about). The temperature and the humidity of K- town has been hitting the higher side due to no pre monsoon this year. So yesterday, I kept all my appointments aside and went for a nice swim.

I avoid weekends coz it is pretty crowed but to my agony, yesterday it was like, “oh Amby is coming for a swim, let the whole world join the revolution”. It was FULL of people, majority of them being male (No point for guessing, I never understood the dominance of male everywhere except paijama parties but heard guys are also doing that these days Sigh!). See I love to swim that means I dont give a flying f@#k who is swimming beside me or infront of me. It is me and the water OK! Even when I go with my friends and my family, I prefer to be left alone. I dont participate in stupid games or fooling around in the pool. I SWIM means I SWIM....PERIOD. But in years of plunging I have unwilling noticed that there are certain catagories of people who come to the swimming pool.

1. The selfie queen – Even if I have mentioned a feminine noun there and with my above statement, I would like to draw your attention is, TO MY DISBELIEF, these are guys taking pictures. Like seriously!!! pouting lips, posing with a twisted waist, hugging, fancy faces, What the hell. They stay in the water only for prolly 10% of the total time. Rest of the time it is SHOW TIME. Not stereotyping that it is done just by women but men always always always complained about these things. What kind of breed is this? ( Dont say gay....then again you are being a sexist).

2. The fish born – These are the rarest kind of species. Found at a percentage of 3-5 in a pool, these people genuinely like swimming, maybe for weight loss or just to get that sexy tan, these are the sincere people. They dont look right, they dont look left, they will do their own stuff and then leave. Most of them have pretty mighty body if you ask me ( what ??I was just appreciating beauty while I took my head out to breathe DUH!).

3. The poser baby - Comes in a group of 4-6, these are young kids (age maybe from 21-26 at an average) are there to have fun. They do stunts, jump around, somershalt, back flip, coconut jump, underwater, games over games. They are there JUST to have fun. And I guess the clubs make money with this kinda crowd.

4. The pervert pigs oink oink!- If you are a woman who goes alone for a dip, understand what I am talking about. A lot of girls/ women hesitate to go alone for a swim( specially in Nepal) is the kind of situations they get into coz of these pigs. Since women are in very less clothing ( the less the better for these guys) in the pool, these hogs try to molest them in a very subtle way. For example, while swimming, he pretends that he didnt see her coming from the other direction and goes straight bumping into her. “Oh Sorry!” is such an easy escape. She will definitely give him a benefit of doubt.
   

   But unfortunately, yesterday one of the hogs happen to ran out of luck. He came across a woman named Amby (Evil laughter MUHAHHAH). For the first time when he grabbed my thigh in the water and said sorry, like a typical stupid woman I said “its OK” and moved on. Second time when I saw him coming towards me, my instincts started working. I had the choice to change my direction, but I didnt. Oh hell no!. I let him come to my direction and the moment he tried to put his hands on me, I kicked my left leg so hard without any aim that it landed on his balls. Yeap OUCH! He didnt say a word and his expression PRICELESS.I gave him a look(Nah! It was not a flirtish look. I was just letting him know who is the boss).Did I say sorry? NOOO. Why would I?? Iwas not sorry at all. I knew I was going to kick him. It was in my plan. So next time when he tries to pick on a girl, he will remember how it feels to get a big blow on his groin. I didnt aim it but I just got lucky....lol! It was a very satisfying 2 hours after that. No one dared to cross my lane :).