Girls... Be free Be Yourself

Girls...! Sometimes I think in what kind of world we live in..
We are fighting for equality.. Equity is something needed..
We are so much habitual of taking pain.. From threading our eyebrows.. Waxing our arms and legs.. Giving birth.. Pain during menstruation..
Pain.. We have a never ending bond with it.. Some of it we have to tackle as we have no choice to escape that phase.. But most of it we invite.. Invite to look gorgeous..
Have you ever came across someone who pointed you has "Anil Kapoor's Sister/Daughter".. Just because your arms are not waxed..?? I came across one..!! 
If roaming around in vest is okay.. Then who are they to tell us when our strap is out..? After all its another piece of cloth..
If we are doing all this for ourselves.. Great.. But if all this is done so as to please those people with little mind.. Then I am sorry..!
I am sorry I am not going to please you with my beauty but confidence..
I am sorry I am not going to take that pain for you.. But will do that stuff when I feel like.. Won't if I am okay and comfortable with all I have..!
I am sorry I am not going to learn a lesson on "being hygienic" from those who can roam around the city in shorts with one inch long hair..!
I am not born to please you but myself..
And if you have problem... Then you are free to leave and move to another world of fantasy where you may find me living as per your will..!! 
Good Bye..

Fall in love alone...!!

We have heard about many love stories, watched many movies based on love.. It feels good to see and hear such stories.. When one is fully devoted to other.. Ready to do any thing for their love.. Ready to cross any hurdle which comes their way..
Sometimes we hear stories of one sided love.. When one is ready to do anything to be loved by the loved one.. Few become successful and few pass their life listening to old Bollywood songs and gazals..
One sided love....!!! How it feels like when you are being loved by someone and in return you are not able to love them back the same.. Because love is all about the feeling and you don't have one.. How it feels like when you see someone crying in front of you just because they want you and just you but you can't ask them to stop crying and feel helpless as you know that you are the reason behind their tears.. You can do nothing except feeling sorry for yourself.. Feeling restless... And there comes a time when you somewhat fall in front of your own eyes.. Because you can see other person ruining life because of you..!! 

Girl.. Go and pick those pieces up!!

Those dreams I saw with eyes full of tears..
Are scattered into pieces and its time to pick that up..
The girls I chose to be once in my lifetime..
Is lost somewhere and its time to bring back her..

The love I thought I will fell into once..
Exists nowhere now and I want to bring it back on earth..
They say I am a dead soul in a body of girl..
And I am wandering for someone who can bring life in the girl..

I know I am not smart enough to understand the world around me..
But I am happy with the perception I have, as sometimes it lit up my face with glee..
I am telling the world not to stand on the door and block the way..
Either move out or come in if you wish to stay..

I may or may not behave the way you want me if you stay..
But I am sorry dear its my life and I have full rights to play..
As now the girl will go and pick those scattered pieces up..
Come along with me if you think I am right..
Else I will lit a candle and show you your way..

Boys... Love... Valentine... Confusion

February is on the run, the month of love. But I am confused, confused about what love is. confused about what boys actually are. Confused because what they think, what they do and what they say is pole apart.

Boys around me tell me that being too much friendly with boys is not good.. Amazed... how united they stand...

Boys around me talk about being friend zoned and on the other hand they don't let the girls around them being in relationship giving the most useless reason they can think of. So guys you yourself don't leave an option with us..

Boys say that if you talk with other boys nicely they feel like the girl is easily approachable symbolizing you are open for a relationship.. Funny Isn't it?

Grow up guys... The world has a lot beyond this relationship thing... Girls are far beyond what you think.. When we say you NO for a relationship you name it as our attitude.. Its not attitude.. Its something high above your altitude.

Stop talking with a girl with same attitude.. Stop approaching a girl with same thought in your mind..
There are other strong bonds existing on the planet please think about them also..

I know you all are not the same as I have few in my life above from all this... Few who are fun to be with, without any name given to our relation.

Patriarchy.. From where it all Started

Patriarchy... another social practice that I have been studying since childhood, a word signifying inequality between men and women, where women are disadvantaged and oppressed. As a child I used to read, cram and write about it during examinations, but never tried to see the consequences of the same. As I am growing up the consequences are coming all in front of me slowly and steadily. 

The boys in most of the families are brought up with many phrases which unknowingly inculcates something bad in them.

Boys never Cry...!!

Boys should rule..!!

Boys are never Wrong..!!

Girls are being Raped.. Abused.. Attacked by acid.. and then Accused for the same. After attempting this with a girl, a boy like a vagabond, start searching for another prey. This is on since long. We read it, we feel sad, discuss about it and after a month or two, forget it as many new chapters of the same kind are already there to be discussed.

Patriarchy... this is where it all started... Wikipedia says, it is a social system, where fathers or father-figures hold authority over women and children. Authority??? A power or right, to give orders, make decision, and enforce obedience. A power to beat a woman when not in good mood and spill all your frustration out on her as if you have bring her home for this purpose only. A power to use her when ever you want to use. A power to throw her out of the house just because she is not well and sometime fails to fulfill your requirement. This is what a boy learns from his so called father figure and implement the same or something worst on his wife, love, girlfriend or someone unknown. Just because he wants to tell that yes I am a man and far more powerful than you.!

Being a girl, we face many things, listening to boy's useless comments and ignoring them is kind of our daily business today. Our heart says, we should not ignore that and answer them back, and mind warns us that they may show their power in the worst way possible and then we will become criminals in front of society.

But one thing I know is they are not born like this. Like every child, they too were innocent, pure, away from evil and hatred. Then who is responsible behind them to be like this. Why are they brought up like this that they see fun in all this? Why the hell can't they control themselves?

Every time and again something like this happens, we in a group create a scene against our government. How much the government is responsible for this? Is it CM or PM with home your son is staying. Are they the one who is inculcating habits good or bad in them? Are they the one who are teaching to disrespect women.

I am sorry to say, but if you are failing to teach your son the difference between good and bad doings and he is becoming a bad doer then no one else but you are the one to be blamed.

Instead of taking so much interest in Kiss of Love like protests where both the doers are equally involved, I think we should focus more on the things where your son is forcing someone else's daughter for something unwanted, unacceptable and kill him if you can't stop him..!!

Craziness Lies Here..

Crazy About Key-rings...

Mad About Soft Toys

Nothing to write in this post... I just adore them... <3

A Girl lost within herself..!!

This post is in remembrance of a girl very close to me.. I am in touch with her since birth.. All the happiness we have celebrated together. In all the moments of sorrow, we both have shed tears together. She is the only one I can spend time with when I actually want to be alone.

As a kid she was lively. Kind of very cheerful, confident personality. She used to live in the world of her dreams which was far better than reality. She had many hobbies. There was a time when she loved to paint, to sing to dance. But slowly all the things got disappeared. She has no interests now. She was lost... completely lost...!!

I was with her all the time and I regret that I failed to understand what went wrong with her that she became the way she is now. From her life I had learnt many things

I had learnt that one needs some motivation when he/she initiates something new.
I had learnt that no matter  how bad one is at something a day will come when he/she will improve drastically in that field. Only thing needed is support and some respect from nearer ones.
I had learnt that surroundings in which you are spending most of your time will leave a great impact on your personality.
I had learnt that no matter how bad a kid performs something, I will never make fun of him/her as no one is born skillful. You have not attained mastery in something in just single day.

She was betrayed... Betrayed by someone.

From her betrayal, I had learnt that no matter what has been done with you, you will never be able to speak all the things because of some fear in your heart. You will be forced to be a part of happiness and sorrows of the one who betrayed you.

From her I had learnt that being innocent on this earth is not less than a curse.

The world has left a great remark on her life. The world has done what it is known for..

                                                  The world has changed her.

When she looks back in her life and when she looks today at herself, she fails to correlate the two souls.

I want the old her back. The old friend of mine. The one with charm on her face, confident in her eyes.

The lessons learnt are learnt by me as well as her. Now it is time to move on....