It is such a dilemma... There was no fight, no hard words.. Just a sudden silence. A silence which is deafening and blinding my soul, my senses. Having come to rely on some one's presence so heavily and perhaps taken for granted all the support and love. I guess the way to teach through pain and punishment is not working. The monster still looms large, the knight has left. The tiny sparks of joy, like the fast-drying morning dew.. vanishes in the sun. Where is the shade, to rest my scorching self, lost amidst the plightful, pitiful cries.
Prayers.... for strength.... for who likes weak friends?? No body!!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Women’s Day….
Woe – men’s Day!
The whole world full of men and women love to dedicate a full day to the woman. I feel it is very magnanimous on the part of all humanity to keep one day out of the 365 days as women’s day. WE, the women, literally strut ourselves and feel blessed on this day. All the TV channels show women oriented programs based on health, life, profession etc. We are shown, on this one day, that the woman, the progenitor, is a very important factor of the existence on this planet. A special day for the special woman of our lives!
Then I wonder what about other days?
As I have seen, the life of the average everyday woman is as goes. Every day, early in the morning, she gets up to ready her family for the day. The breakfast, the tiffins, the lunches till dinner time – she is the master chef. And then nowadays, she also has to earn for herself and the family. Now she is the co-contributor of assets for the family. So in the office, she works hard. Ok, so there are exceptions…
But then 95% of the female staff really work hard. Then comes evening, again she dons the apron and picks up the knife. And later, after all the cleaning is done, she turns into a siren of love for the man of her life. Yes, she needs only one day to be celebrated.
She is incomprehensible and in coherent and most of the time talks of irrelevant things, I have heard the intelligent men complain. Whether it is her time of the month or not, she is so full of complains and whining, not to mention her tears which are so cheap, they flow at the drop of a hat. She is impractical, of course she is. Just look at her juggling all the many lives she leads for others. Yet when she does think of herself, she becomes the selfish bitch. She is weak and needs help most of the times. Why can’t she think for herself? Women!! She is no doubt given the right title of being ‘the better half’.
And it is right that she is celebrated only once a year, other wise it would all go to her head, then who would look after the mundane day to day requirements of the family? She would develop an ego and self respect to match a man, and then the poor world be thrown out of gear. We would miss out on all the heroes. How? Well they wouldn’t have anybody to save and be the hero. The woman would be free and that would really be dangerous. She would be able to control her own future and that is unimaginable and disastrous. As we all know, in this 21st century she has already begun doing all these things and the world order has come in danger. So now to appease her we will celebrate ONE day as her day and keep the world peace out of danger.
The whole world full of men and women love to dedicate a full day to the woman. I feel it is very magnanimous on the part of all humanity to keep one day out of the 365 days as women’s day. WE, the women, literally strut ourselves and feel blessed on this day. All the TV channels show women oriented programs based on health, life, profession etc. We are shown, on this one day, that the woman, the progenitor, is a very important factor of the existence on this planet. A special day for the special woman of our lives!
Then I wonder what about other days?
As I have seen, the life of the average everyday woman is as goes. Every day, early in the morning, she gets up to ready her family for the day. The breakfast, the tiffins, the lunches till dinner time – she is the master chef. And then nowadays, she also has to earn for herself and the family. Now she is the co-contributor of assets for the family. So in the office, she works hard. Ok, so there are exceptions…
But then 95% of the female staff really work hard. Then comes evening, again she dons the apron and picks up the knife. And later, after all the cleaning is done, she turns into a siren of love for the man of her life. Yes, she needs only one day to be celebrated.
She is incomprehensible and in coherent and most of the time talks of irrelevant things, I have heard the intelligent men complain. Whether it is her time of the month or not, she is so full of complains and whining, not to mention her tears which are so cheap, they flow at the drop of a hat. She is impractical, of course she is. Just look at her juggling all the many lives she leads for others. Yet when she does think of herself, she becomes the selfish bitch. She is weak and needs help most of the times. Why can’t she think for herself? Women!! She is no doubt given the right title of being ‘the better half’.
And it is right that she is celebrated only once a year, other wise it would all go to her head, then who would look after the mundane day to day requirements of the family? She would develop an ego and self respect to match a man, and then the poor world be thrown out of gear. We would miss out on all the heroes. How? Well they wouldn’t have anybody to save and be the hero. The woman would be free and that would really be dangerous. She would be able to control her own future and that is unimaginable and disastrous. As we all know, in this 21st century she has already begun doing all these things and the world order has come in danger. So now to appease her we will celebrate ONE day as her day and keep the world peace out of danger.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Romeo, Romeo......Juliet too!
When Juliet fell out of Love…..
It is just fine for Juliet to fall in love, but she shouldn’t fall out of love. She did fall head over heals in love with Romeo, but then Romeo was standing beneath her balcony. They hardly had gone out for a date. The only time that they had was when they met amidst all the fighting and stuff. No real date or Juliet is sure she wouldn’t have agreed for the secret marriage and all that drama. Yes, she had fallen for the drama which had shaken her out of her mundane monotonous existence. But now it wasn’t much different yet. She had not imagined the way she would feel getting up and look at the same face every morning. And what about that irritating habit Romeo had of farting loudly every morning. Sigh! Yes, big sighs. The day to day existence was wearing her out. There was no dearth of parties and outings, but then the drama was lacking. Romeo had now a beer belly too. Where is that drama and that rush of adrenaline? Juliet sat wondering and thinking. These were not reasons enough to fall out of love, Juliet thought. But she was surely falling out of love. Many times she even wondered if all those who fell in love considered the hazards of living together. People who are in love should live apart. No need to see how the love of your life brushes his teeth or how dirty he leaves the bathroom after finishing his bath.
Did every one face this after landing from the cloud nine of love? She was contemplating Romeo’s eating habits next. How sloppy he was, she thought. And their love making had been made of fairyland stuff – in her imaginations. Now it was as exciting as peeling onions or chopping them rather. It is really bad, the falling out of love part.
When Romeo fell in love…..
Damn, she had looked beautiful and ravishing in the moonlight, on that balcony. Romeo always imagined that scene from the days past and it made him sigh. The present was not much alluring now after the marriage. He had given her all the luxuries that she might need. He was going to get that new car too that she had taken fancy to. She was the whole reason he was striving so hard. Her little thoughtful gestures were endearing to him. He remembered how he was skeptical of marrying such a lovely lady. He had wondered if she would be able to cope with the day to day requirements of a married life. He had spent a whole week wondering if she were really as fragile as she looked. But she had already stolen his heart then, and now she had his soul too. He was falling in love with her over and over again, everyday. The little things she did, even watching her brushing her dainty white teeth was mesmerizing to him.
Every time he touched her, it was like falling in love again and again. After all this risk that he had taken to make her his, was worth it. No one around him owned such a beauty. He was proud of himself.