Being What I Always Wanted To Be.....

No matter how independent or strong you are. No matter how gender-unbiased you are. No matter how you think/talk about women-power or women-strength…being a part of this society since your birth makes you weak in mind. You talk about taking stands and talking for yourself. You talk about being your own protector…your own spokesperson. You talk about being a fighter as strength lies in your heart and not in your body…but still you are only just a theory. This society breeds it inside you and makes you dependent on the male part of the society. You look upto them to take a stand for you. You want them to smash someone’s face who eve-teased you last night. You want them to be your spokesperson somewhere in your heart so that the audience might get a more effective impact. Is it fair to yourself? Women are not weak. They need no strong shoulders to cry on. They can cope up all hurdles and survive through the worst. And they don’t even have to fight for it. Because it is the patie...

When it comes to memory, it becomes difficult to tag just one as the "most precious". And when the snippets are related from your friends, it makes you a little nostalgic too realising that "those were the days" and now the days have changed and grown. Sigh...! Well...remembering the funny moments, I remember the tickling days when I would say I and my friend were half grown when it came to maturity. You know the college kids? ..who have just passed out from a student life and have entered into a formal corporate world and you are suddenly expected to grow 10 years to your age? Well...it never happens as it is expected. Infact, you try and suppress others to 10 years younger to fit in to your group. They say you never make friends in office. All you have can be tagged under only colleagues, teammates, competitors etc. But I have been lucky enough to have been blessed with a friend-for-life from an unexpected venue! :-) When it comes to stories..we have innume...