Recognizing this pseudo-royal segment within the Metro is not difficult. You don’t need to have the acumen of a Sherlock Holmes or imbibe by persistently obsessive tendency to observe to identify them. The Rajouri type lady is instantly recognizable.
For starters, she looks like a walking advertisement of the latest cosmetic products. The hair is usually dyed to a certain shade of blonde and tied loosely. From what adorns the ears to the fingers, everything about her is blingy—it seems that the rule here is the bigger and shinier, the better.