It is so weird that people never let you live the way you want to. There’ll always be some fault in your lifestyle that may suit you and makes you happy but not them. Sometimes these people are your own parents, siblings and even friends. If you are somebody who keeps the failures on side and knows how to gather back the spirit and live the way which is different from others, it’s not always welcomed by people. One reason is because they are not used to of this different lifestyle and the other is nobody wants you to forget your failures, how can you live to the fullest when these people are still living in their miseries. And if you don’t pay heed to anybody’s concerns, you are termed as a Rebel.
When I was a kid, I remember, it was always a protective cocoon around me. Hard to break no matter how hard I tried. I waited. As I reached my teens, it was still a cocoon but with slight passage. Still was not enough but couldn’t do much because there was no way to buy an axe to break that cocoon. And when you reach that stage when you can buy an axe, that’s it your time’s over..you gotta marry now.
I don’t know when will I reach the stage when I wouldn’t have to wonder about what people will think of me, when I wouldn’t have to ask or contemplate on all the things that people think are important but for me are rudimentary. And for God Sake when will the time come when people will understand Life and that for everybody it has different meaning and dreams.
Now that the Women’s day buzz has settled down, it’s time for some logical ranting. It is odd to celebrate Women’s day. It makes me feel like I or my gender has some special powers as if we are unusual and out of this world. But the question is are we any different from men?. I don’t think so. I am like any other guy of my age would be. I don’t think I am superior or by any chance inferior to them. I do not consider them different from me and nor would I want them to think that ways about me. To cover up our shortcomings in maintaining relationships we have days allotted to some important relationships in our lives such as Mother’s day, Father’s Day, Grandfather’s Day, Daughter’s Day, Friendship’s Day but Women’s Day !! Why? to remind me of my gender? This day indirectly tells me “Hey you weak, gather your strength and stop living an inadequate life.” Do we really need that?
I am not feminist talking here but in fact I feel women and men face equal dejection and hardships at some point of time in their lives. It’s just that the intensity of each others suffering is undermined by them. So for instance (in Indian context) if a guy of marriageable age is sitting at home, unemployed, it is equally stared at as a woman above 30 sitting at home unmarried. The Indian parents would be equally worried for both son and daughter. But yes it’s a scenario of an urban household that may vary if I go much deeper in society. Now I don’t understand how would the concept of celebrating Women’s Day make females of not-so-urban society realize the power of their own self. For many women I know it’s just a day when they wish each other, go out in a group but that’s about it. There’s no real awakening. In short celebrating this day makes me feel strong and proud only for a day and meek all other 364 days.
My point is we don’t need a day dedicated to only women. We need to incorporate a mentality within our social and even human brains that man and woman are just different in physical forms otherwise there is no huge difference in their thinking and living. I feel if women are so important to the society then why not just blur the discrimination between both the genders right through their upbringing and in jobs, marriage and other facets of life. Rather I feel we should come up with a day celebrating as a ‘Gender’s Equality Day’ when no woman is left wondering if she has done anything special to deserve this because we have not, we are just like men.
In today’s world unexpected kindness from a stranger is often derided.
I have a superb instance to explain this perception. I was listening to a radio channel while coming back from office that was asking people to call them and narrate any incident happened with them while waiting at the tolls. So a caller narrated that he saw a guy in parallel row who not only paid toll fee for his car but for the car just behind it as a gesture of kindness. By the way the toll fee is just Rs.21 which is not even a dollar. After paying, drivers of both the cars exchanged looks and appreciated the gesture. This caller was really impressed by this and he thought of doing the same. So, when his turn came he did the same, paid the toll fee for the car behind it. When the caller and the car behind his crossed the barrier, he waited for the rear car and showed thumbs up as a sign of generosity. He saw the the driver of the other car was a woman and she indicated him to pull over to the side of the road. She then removed her goggles and roared at him saying “Do you think you can impress me with Rs.21?” “What do you think you were trying to do”. This was not enough she even took out Rs.21 that included a coin and threw on this guy’s face leaving him speechless.
It sounded hilarious when he was narrating it on radio. Though it makes me think whether it was because of unwanted kindness from a stranger or from a male stranger. Had a female paid the toll fee for that woman, would there be any change in her reaction?
Heart is a peculiar organ. I fail to understand what makes it happy or sad. I have been feeling quite low since last 2-3 days. I have observed no amount of inspiring reads really work during such disposition. I tried talking to my pets, watching TV, surfing on new destination to travel but something when bothers you to the core doesn’t really heal with that easy distraction. I also tried eating chocolates which I heard release happy hormones..well bullshit, I just got pimples!
So, I was sitting with my laptop doing some futile research just before writing this blog. It is 10 p.m. right now in India. Suddenly our door bell rang, I was least bothered to get up and see, but I was curious who would be there at late night. A moment later my dad came to my room giving me a tiffin box from my neighbor who sent her signature homemade cake only for me. Mrs. Lall, my 65 year old neighbor is one of my favorites because of her doting love towards me and her yummy cakes. The moment I saw the box, I jumped from my bed, opened the box and ate like a child. My dad looked at me with a smile and left me with the box full of delicious cake. I don’t know if it has started releasing happy hormones and brought me back to my sunny disposition but it certainly worked. What more could be a proof that I opened my blog and wrote after 4 days, and that is why heart is a peculiar organ. 🙂
I cross this path every evening while going to my gym. I can’t remember if I have seen a tree there before, I think I must have. But it only came to my notice last night when I saw no tree but just a broken log of wood still rooted to the ground. I am not really sure what happened to this tree. Looking at the width of the log it seems it was a humongous tree that gave shade to the nearby benches and cool breeze in scorching summer. I am sure when it was a lush green tree everybody around had benefitted from it. Now it is just a Tree. Or rather was.
If you know what I mean conclude a metaphor on your own.
Say hello to my new pets – Mama Mia. Yes that’s their name. From the picture it looks like as if they don’t know each other but they are infact lovebirds. It was their first day at home when they were quite wary of their new surroundings and so were kind of perplexed. Now after almost 4 days I know why are they called lovebirds. I can’t stop admiring them when they are canoodling each other at night. When I first saw them doing it, I couldn’t keep my eyes off from them but they are such intelligent beings as when they sensed the intrusion, they slowly contained their composure. Since then I now don’t gaze them but let them have their moment.
I don’t know if it’s true or not but it is said that lovebirds keep one partner for life. Since the time I have brought them home I feel so poetic at nights, they have brought back the inspiration in me. I am glad I got them home as they have made my nights utterly romantic and philosophical. That’s the goodness of pets. And I want to pay them back, so here’s Keats (one of my favorites) to my lovebirds.
“Softly the breezes from the forest came,
Softly they blew aside the taper’s flame;
Clear was the song from Philomel’s far bower;
Grateful the incense from the lime-tree flower;
Mysterious, wild, the far-heard trumpet’s tone;
Lovely the moon in ether, all alone:
Sweet too, the converse of these happy mortals,
As that of busy spirits when the portals
Are closing in the west; or that soft humming
We hear around when Hesperus is coming.
Sweet be their sleep.”
― John Keats to Fanny Brawne
There has always been a lot of debate on what should be a perfect rule guide on dating. People who do serial dating would know the protocol and specifics that are observed and followed while dating. But it is also a fact that sometimes no matter how much you read through dating books, follow the guidelines you still fail to appease your date. This is when you start blaming the other person for being insensitive or sort of aloof from reality. However I personally believe every person has intrinsic nature, if you understand that and customize your dating checklist, it would definitely help one going at least somewhere than no where. Thanks to bloggers who put so much effort on gender studies and come up with bang on articles which focuses on how should you be behaving on intrinsic nature of people. I love reading these. Needless to say these articles are women centric. I not only identify myself in these articles but also these make me happy I feel I am not alone there are other quirkier females like me out there.
I came across this blogpost today shared by a friend and was completely surprised by the writer’s accurate psyche in understanding a female with travel instincts. I am sure females who share this trait would acknowledge every word of this article even men who have such women in their life. Read ‘Don’t date a girl who travels’ here – https://medium.com/better-humans/802c49b9141c
I am sure a lot of people must have read this wonderful article by Rosemarie Urquico. It’s like bookmarked on my browser and I never get tired of reading it again and again. An article that rightly defines a female bookworm. Read ‘Date a girl who reads’ here – http://www.novelr.com/2011/12/15/date-a-girl-who-reads
There are other articles that points out the opposite of above. You might want to look at ‘Don’t date a girl who reads‘ and ‘Date a girl who travels‘.
You can also share articles which gives a vivid description on intrinsic habits of men and women that can help to understand them better.
This picture was clicked today (January 11th), a bright sunny winter morning. I want to dedicate my post today to my pet.
CoCo, I know I scold you a lot of times and we fight at times when I don’t agree with something you want to do but my sugarpie I want to tell you, you are the greatest joy of my life. You bring so much happiness in my heart that sometimes I can’t contain my emotions and write blogposts on you. You, unlike other obedient pets, keep me busy, not giving me time to ponder on stressful things. I may sometimes overlook things you do for me, but I always have you in my mind. I think bringing you home was the best decision of my life though I say otherwise when you chew my favorite slippers or run after stray dogs with your leash on, keeping me baffled, but I know the truth. You are my “Dennis The Menance”. I don’t know what would I do without you.
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened” – Anatole France
Who knew a world champion like him would meet this fate. Life is dubious, anything can happen anytime to anybody. I sincerely wish Schumacher a speedy recovery and that he will win this race of life and come out as a Champion.
People say women are difficult. It’s impossible to understand their moods. It’s difficult to predict what they might like or hate. They are confused and clumsy. All true. I agree to all those allegations on females being the most complex creation of Almighty. But that is why they are special and not ordinary, isn’t it? I mean imagine the world without beautiful, chirpy and vivacious females. The men world would be gloomy and empty. But hang on, may be it’s not a male problem but females’ who howsoever independent and bold may become will always remain softies from heart and so there is a constant struggle between two opposite personalities. We are modern women but we still do not like to be taken granted, we still want pampering, we still want men to take care of us but of course in a limit.
I mean is it really that hard to read a woman or the men just don’t try hard? But just a piece of advice women may be little difficult to handle but they are delight if treated properly, so value your lady before she stops valuing you.