To my bestie

I know I am not like a regular best friend type, always untimely, irritating and never ever with u for all the important functions in ur life, but I know  you are perfect for me. You know when am rightly in need of you and your kind words.

I  remember the days when we first met and ultimately I forgot you by the time I met you second time. Still you forgive me, may be you though this  girl is  so stupid ( yea I know , now you must be regretting being my friend 😉 ) . just joking babes.  Seriously I don’t even remember the day I met anyone else in the whole world, but I do remember the day we met each other.

The best part of my college days , was that I could talk to you lot and lot and a lot , until unless you ran away home and again I have to wait for the next day to keep chattering and disturbing you. At times I have been rude to her for many times , Whenever I  never and study for exams, this my best friend was scared to let me copy from her paper too.Luckily with some good prayer by good should I passed all my exams .

Whatever  and however I was, I have you always, even though we never freaked out a lot, bunked classes and watched movies or did some adventures , still your presence makes me happy, and you were typically like the friend I always needed ,somebody who will listen to me all the time ,even its boring.

Even now tea e just few kilometres away , and we go even for vacations , still its tough to be with you again. I remember the days when I make you wait hours ,since I was always the late comer , even then, I always get a smiley face , you are so loving dear, an am pretty sure, you will never ever get an irritating friend like me in you life.

Tough to keep our friends

We tend to forget to keep in touch with our friends , who were there with us , hours and hours during our school days and college days . We forget their faces , their voice and luckily we remember few names at least.

Strange but true, I don’t know if we should value family, or friends or both, Sometimes we cannot ,as we have to value people’s emotions, and sometimes we tend to hide what we feel and sacrifice few things we enjoy doing. Even if we have a loving and caring family ,at times we feel we need someone who knows all our faults and all our idiotic things.

Luckily I have a few friends who tolerate my madness, who can stand my behaviour , my temper , my stupidity and can talk to me even if they are busy anytime and anywhere. Lucky are those people , who can always count on their friends. I miss being with my best friend, the long walks , and talks about unknown and totally absurd topics.

I have always tried to maintain a friendship , to my level best ,until unless it crosses the  limit. I have always being misunderstood and utilised many times, still I have a bad tendency to forgive everyone even if they hurt me the most.I tend to be brave or its just that, when am angry with someone, it hurts me more than anyone else.

Anger doesn’t help us get anything. policies to all friends of mine, whom i disturb now an then, its a basic tendency in me, I hate loosing friends ,wherever they are, may be I don’t even realise that at time they might hate me too. I know even they might in some constrained situations too , we never know who will be with us forever. Thanks to my best friend , who comes to my rescue all the time I was in need .

In this busy world its tough to keep friendship , and we all prioritize our family more than our friends. Still good friends and true ones don’t need any notifications , even if they are far way or even near by , without even having time for us, we know they are always with us.

Never underestimate a woman

OFcourse am not a feminist , am just a worried mom  of two lovely lil gals. Its just that, I get outraged while reading something and end up writing all about being a girl. I do admit  , there at times I feel so bad and so irritated ,when I see the advantages of being men.

I know there are lot men who might be suffering too , as they feel jealous that , they cannot be at home all the time and take advantage of stay-at-home parent and work like donkeys without any enjoyment. I feel good to be a stay-at-home parent, in most of the scenarios, and thanks to my hubby ,who is managing all the expenses we are incurring  on him. (just joking , actually am so privileged ).

At times when am writing on feminism , i just think about my daughters future , I wonder what if the society is gone torture them. WHY there are so many set of  rules , who has put it down ,wondering on what basis they have done it too. The rules are followed just because most of the women including me are just emotional idiots , who get manipulated by people around ,and its not men actually ,it’s the women itself torturing other women.  If we look around ,its more women torturing other women and ,men are just following them( mostly).

Being feminist doesn’t help actually, all should work together, women are born to be jealous and thats why , they keep competing with each other. Wonder why ? actually  everyone loves competition. Some want to be thinner, some want to earn more money , some want to beautiful, and many more,, and the funny thing is women are not competing with men,  actually they don’t need to win over men , because God has created women to be powerful than men emotionally always.

Women are powerful , its just that , they are too much emotional , still strong enough to handle things.

a girl child

Is a girl being brought up  .to be someones else.

A girl is brought up by parents , and then finally married off, and becomes someone else forever, atlas good nowadays things are changing , even she gets the tight to be with her parents. Wonder why in olden days , girls were treated like some household items sold after being cared and nourished till a certain time.

A girls is brought up, to be good, simple, loving caring and a housekeeper, a cleaner and some caretaker , and whats the only thing she gets in reruns , love which is only for others happiness, her happiness is never counted and just ignored. Her dreams , her happiness becomes crushed and moulded for others needs.

Some idiot has  put down some rules ,that a girl should be like this, she should be married off soon , is it really that girls are burden for their parents. She is with her parents to a certain age , and suddenly a stranger comes and with all consents , marries her off and take her home , wherein she becomes a household item like a fridge ,tv or a washing machine , who is switched on and off as and when necessary and if she rebels , she will be worked on and screwed up for everyones necessity and  if still not repaired .. thrown out of house and becomes second hand item with no use until a genuine user comes up who knows to take care.

There are very few fortunate ones , who are being loved and treated well , reading though news all around the  world  about abuses and harassment, my heart aches. Wondering whats in store for all the kids. We need  to protect  our kids from all these demons.

Oh God give all the strength to face this dirty world.

trust helps us to build confidence

Sometimes when am angry on my daughter, I shout at her( which ultimately I feel awful after sometime) , and I know am shattering her confidence and damaging her confidence level. I do it again and again, and I feel bad over and over and feel really pathetic about myself and my horrible anger. Its difficult to control anger , and I seriously dont know how I can overcome it , though am trying it ,because I hate to see my loving daughter’s hurt face.

I sometimes need to trust my lil ones ,and give them the best and assure them that they can do better, even far better than me. I know my lil gal is far more perfect than me, I always do mistakes, still they makeup for all the mistakes I do. I need to remind myself , that I should not do this , but when am lost , i forget that i should be a good mom and portray a total lost self in front of my kids. ( wondering what actually they might think about me).

Its just that they trust me, that helps me be better mom , sometimes and even let me do many things. They give me lots of energy boosters and lots of work at times, testing my patience and my courage and many more. MAy be thats  pure motherhood. We as moms , even before giving birth , just think all about our child all the time , their safety, their smile( even before they are born) , thats something which cannot be defined , that feeling is so special. 

I remember at the time of giving birth, the only thing that helped me overcome the pain was the love and affection and the bodning I had build up over those months with the lil one inside me. I just had one thought in me, that my baby should be safe and come out into the world to be in my arms forever.

Our lil ones must have trusted us a lot , that we as mothers would bring them to this world  full of wonders.