There was a time when the most a man could get from woman of the night was a bad disease. These days, careless men are lucky to escape with their necks intact, writes PETER NDORIA
An elderly man once told me that as a virile young man in the 1970s, charming a woman on the dance floor made one a man; a hero if she joined him; and a legend if he left with her.
But if a man did that to several of them, he was a titan amongst mere mortals, or so thought the boys’ club.
What he forgot is that those days, the most a stray woman could do to a man was pass on an infection that could be easily cured by over-the-counter antibiotics. Children, if they popped up accidentally, were taken care of by the village, as times were not as hard.
Not anymore. Beyond the preliminaries, assuming one has the money to sustain her interest and a pack of condoms in his shirt pocket for medical insurance, a man also needs to be literally on the lookout for his life.
Cases of hitherto charming men being left drooling in bars as a result of having their drinks spiked with drugs are no longer shocking. That beauty you walk up to and throw your best lines at could be carrying enough drugs to tranquilise an entire national park.
Victor, a young man who got drugged recently and had to be rushed to a hospital while foaming at the mouth was surprised by how much interest the nurses were taking in him until they explained.
“These cases are no longer a joke. The last two incidences we had, both victims died. And nowadays, they don’t even spare fellow wo men,” he recalls being told by the concerned nurses.
Drugging, by the way, no longer happens in those dingy River Road bars with creaky stools, jukeboxes and ageing barmaids. Victor was having a drink at his favourite joint in South B.
In one instance, a man who had driven into a drinking joint in Hurlingham in the company of a well-dressed woman was drugged, and because everyone assumed he was with his spouse or girlfriend, she ransacked his pockets, took his keys, Smartphone and wallet before driving off in his car, never to be seen again.
Needless to say, there is the stigma that follows these cases. Everyone assumes that you must have been picking up a ‘take-away’ for the night, especially if you are found in funny places. This perhaps explains why very few such cases get reported to the police, despite it being a common occurrence. One medical doctor, for instance, recalls dealing with five cases on just one weekend.
Strangely, the more charming and chivalrous a gentleman you are, the more likely you are to be a victim of these prowlers of the night. Extortion is another risk, especially if you are a famous personality.