I, Me and Myself
Thursday, July 27, 2006
ramblings of a womanthe cover story on last month's week was on naxalite women. how these women, destered by their husbands, tried to make a difference in their socitey by doing what they thought was right.
made me think.
i am not a feminist and i dont proclaim to be one. true at times i defend women, that s only cos the boys are being stupid!!
i have always stood for women asking for what has been theirs. be it respect at work, at home or in society. and like many other women, i was under the impression that education is the only the way to freedom.
our government has made various provisions for women to have their freedom and sometimes "more than equal" share of benifits.
ladies seats in busses are a very common example. women are given the right or privilage for seats .
the other day i was travelling by bus, wen i got in, i was suprised to see that the men were in the seats marked for women. i have always asked men to get up such situations and they do.some are polite enough to get up and give way but the others have to be asked to.
at the next stop, some other women got in. they looked very educated and well dressed and dignified. one looked longlingly at a seat where a man had occupied and then turned away and kept standing for the rest of her journey.
i felt so sad for her at that point. what is the use of so many women fighting your rights, that you cant open your mouth and claim what is yours.
what is the bloody use of your education?
how hard is it?
Monday, July 17, 2006
worst joke...EVER!!!!so yesterday i was hanging out with my friend who could not stop laughing at "his jokes" .
they made absolutely no sense, (trust me) but he was laughing with so much sincerity it made me miss the good old bad joke days, when rolling eyes, raised eyebrows and more rolling eyes were the order of the day.
so a dedication is being put forth, to all, who i miss
post the worst joke you have ever heard to date.
i ll start: this is on my second day at work:
q: what would happen to Sridevi if she is replaced with an "F"
ans: she would become "Free devi"!!!
ahem, yes, it's the "worse jokes ... EVER", remember?
so shoot away.... the worse, the better!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
someone stole ma babyaahgrrrrhhhhh. heard of intuition? The act or faculty of knowing or sensing without the use of rational processes; immediate cognition.
heard of women's intuition: the term suggesting that women have this most of the time, probably because of the two sexes they are most likely the ones who actually act on theses " sensing some thing is wrong" motive.
a normal friday morning. i get up all pumped to go to work as it is weekend tomo. as i slip in some extra money into my bag, (i don carry a wallet) i wonder if i should keep it in the inner compartment. chucking away the thought, i ran toward the bus stop. catch the regular " oh my god i cant seem to breathe" bus. i survive the first ride, and get into the next bus.
i paid for the ticket and and for some strange reason the image of my phone passed through my head. so i jus checked if my bag was zipped up. as the bus resumed its bumpy journey i got back into day dreaming. i had this strangely vivid and very detailed premonition that i was on msn messenger and telling my friend that i needed his phone number again as i had lost my phone. first he would shout at me for being careless and ....
"a seat is available there, you can sit", my stream of thought being broken, i pushed people(the men) away and quickly sat down. when i looked down ...horror of horror, the zipper of my bag was undone and my phone was gone. it was truly and really gone. now i can have that conversation with my friend on msn messenger. hey i was psychic! ayo, what was wrong with me...
i jumped from my seat. actually jumped scaring a lot of people and screamed "nan phone hoiythu, nan phone hoyithu". some people started laughing looking at my worried face,( i think it was the kannada) but i managed the dirtiest look possible, and looked around frantically trying to spot who stole my phone. more started laughing at my desperate attepmt, but i was determined enough to stop the bus and check everybody.i know that s not possible, but that s the beauty of being able to express well!! as i pushed people around, a lady pointed to something on lying on the floor of the bus, ma phone!!!!!!
with all the relief surging through, i picked it up and ignored the crowd, who seemed to have gotten their action for the day. the lady next to me suggested that maybe i had dropped the phone instead of putting it into the purse. but i remember zipping up the purse, or did i let it remain open after putting back the change??
well all that did not matter now. i had my phone back and kissed it, (then remembered it was lying on the floor of the bus!! ewee!). but who cared. i got my phone back.
it maybe the oldest model offfered in the world, it may look ugly with the shiny powerpuff sticker on the back, (all shine gone now), and it may say unreachable when the person right next to me tries to call. but still it was my phone. which gave me lot of memories even in the short span of six months.
as i got of the bus, clutching my bag, like no man's business. i thanked god that i at least i realised my phone was missing at the right time. by now, i had convinced myself that i forgotten to close the zipper and had droped my phone. as i reached my office and put my phone back, i found that the money i had put into the same zipper, way inside, was missing, stolen!
i m acting on all intuitions henceforth.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
stranger in my heartI'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
sometimes its hard to judge people. no matter how long and how well you kow them, they always manage to surprise you.
i have been losing friends in the fastest trend possible. they are just forgeting to remember and respond. some dont take time to respond, others dont care enough to wait.
i know they mean no harm , they have valid enough reasons, but sometimes i feel so let down that i have myself looking at my life without them, wondering if i even knew them at all.
i hate the power we give our loved ones to hurt us by small gestures and remarks, even if unintentional.
i m tired of covering up all the hurt that comes along with it.
yesterday a friend, today a stranger in my heart i cant forget.
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
p.s for people who dont know me, i tend to over react(a looooooot), so no worries, like moontalk mentioned for her post, this too can be ignored.
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