As International Women's day is approaching, the news paper's will be soon filled up with articles on victories of women overcoming the atrocities inflicted upon them by men. Dolled up heroins of Bollywood will say coyly in front of the camera that they are 'proud to be born as a woman'. Various channels will telecast ' Women's achievement awards' where girls during intervals will be prancing and dancing around on stage in skimpy clothes. So i was thinking hard that every year after reading the accounts of male-operated atrocities and relative statistics on women in newspapers on this very day filled me ( and i am sure there are girls like me many out there) with temporary dread and fury ( temporary cause after going through the 'Entertainment' section where hotties like John Abraham or Sashi Tharoor or Saif Ali Khan recalls the value of Women in their lives and thank and showers praises and love on their lady loves in the Women's day special column, we promptly change our mind from " All men are same" to " There are still some good men in the world" ) However, as all these random thoughts were passing in my mind, i realized suddenly that though i don't get along with men in general , i dislike women more than that and it's a intentional generalization.
Then i promptly categorize the behaviors from women whom i meet with in my everyday life which triggered thus feeling though i ,myself. is guilty as charged with my many woman-isque follies but list them down is fun :-
Then i promptly categorize the behaviors from women whom i meet with in my everyday life which triggered thus feeling though i ,myself. is guilty as charged with my many woman-isque follies but list them down is fun :-
- The" Looking like dagger" type : - I cross paths with them everyday, in malls. buses, restaurants everywhere. The minute another woman sits at the seat next to them or near them, this particular type starts sizing up the new entree from head-to-toe with a eyes like daggers. They scrutinize your hair, make up, clothes, shoes, are you prettier than them, are you fattier than them, checking on the colors of your nail polish - and if they are a girl-gang they will whisper among themselves and giggle stupidly and you will be fully aware that you are the unlucky prey of their merriment.
- The " When are you....?" type :- Mostly they belong to your school-college friend groups or your long-time-no-see cousins or aunts who surface suddenly to pin you with their inquiries like " When are you getting married?your parents are getting old, na..", "when are you having kids?now your time is running out' , "when are you losing some weights as you have put on so much?gosh, you are quite unrecognizable". They are full of questions and curiosities like a 5 year-old child trapped in a bloated body.
- The " Don't eat my man you bitch" type :- I have found them generally in autos or multi-plexes. Suppose you go there alone, the seat next to you is occupied by a man and next to him is her gf / wife. The moment the gf / wife woman saw that you are sitting in a close proximity to their man, they will whisper something to that fellow's ear, and the fellow with a face like a sacrificial lamb swap your next seat with his gf / wife woman. It happened with me few times and i don't know if others have faced similar kind of scene but i felt as if i am female anaconda who will gobble up their 'george clooney'-isque bf / husband men.
- The " Les miserables" type :- They are eternally wretched ( and astonishingly, most of the time they are married). The moment you ask them as innocent as something " How are you?", they will you fill you each and every details of their everyday, miserable lives and what making their lives miserable and how sad they are and how unwell they are actually physically but they pretend that they are fine cause they have so many duties to do and how they don't have the time to look after themselves and their kids are eating up all the time and they have lost the zeal to work and they are just dragging on and bla bla bla. And the moment you are toying in your mind the idea of sputtering few words of sympathy to your sister from another mother for the sake of universal sisterhood, they will ask you something as basic as " So,When are you getting married ? you know time is running out and you are already XYZ" and you start suspecting that whether they are willingly tryin to drag you into the pit they are already in or they want some fellow traveler while going towards the road to hell.
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