First Day , First Show- Delhi Auto Expo 2012
Lights, Camera , Action...
Glitz -Glamor and Style. Auto Expo 2012 is nothing less than a big budget masala flick.
Walking miles and miles to see splendor of Machines on Wheels can be taxing.
Just a glance at the Beauties.Ahem Ahem..not the models but THE SHOW STOPPERS- THE MIGHTY MACHINES makes all the hard work of journey on feet worthwhile.
There is always a first time, and my first experience to witness total stunners backed with excellent technology was a memorable one.No photos can do justice to any of those machines which sparkle and entice you to look at them. I flirted with not one but many such wonderful machines. It was like all vital stats mentioned upfront for open admiration.The detailing on CC, bhp, torque , shockers etc just make these automobiles so much more desirable. You can differentiate eyes and attitude of Men drooling on technology/machines and the ones just there for cheap thrills.
I am still wondering what good would come from so much exposure of models of Indian and Foreign origins. We have clearly undermined the Power of Dreams on Wheels. The real automobile enthusiast would pay attention to detailing not of the Skinny models but the technology and styling behind the machines. Strangely I did see some grading system in utilization of models as well. Next to all new launches / stunners were no less than eye-opening models pulling more unwanted crowd than appreciated. Spectators scanning women in the spotlight deep down under. Behind their fake smiles one could sense their discomfort.The biggest flipside, those models know nothing about the machines they are standing next to. What a pity!
With nothing in hand and nothing in bank, I do have my wishlist ready for must haves before I die. The best was Harley Davidson. No frills only machines roaring of sheer and absolute stunners. Not a single Harley displayed was any less than the other. A rock band was playing to match with the spirit of Harley. Being much more than a bike they can be defining the person who owns it. A rarity on road Harley still has more X Factor than any of the high end cars, even the likes of Jaguar. Nontheless its a game of money and bags full of them at that.
For ones who are done with Harleys of the world, welcome to Triumph. No, its not a lingerie brand, Triumph is almost as phenomenal for women as for any bike enthusiast. They have range of bikes which can make your heart skip a beat when you see the Price Tags. Phenomenal bikes at jaw dropping prices.
A point worth noting is that almost all major automobile manufacturers are launching minimum 1-2 models this year. Be it Scooters launch, a range of SUVs or wonderful small cars. Curious eyes and guessing minds will be kept waiting till the final Press Con happens for all respective Automobile honchos declaring the much awaited launches for 2012. Surprisingly for a year which might see another Depression looming , Auto majors are very positive for the year ahead.
From a ward of Rovers to Cruisers to Fortuners to Maruti Suzuki's Alpha and more , many upgraded models of existing SUVs will flood the Indian markets and test the real waters. Tatas might have ruined the macho look of Safari by introducing its sleeker feminine upgrade Safari Storme.
The automatic transmission of Toyota Fortuner was awaited which is a 4x2 model with another variant with manual transmission which is a 4x4 model with headlamp washers.
However all the classics left me restless. Right from the vintage cars to Classy Gypsy did leave many awe struck. The much awaited BMW Mini (Cooper) was also launched amidst a jam-packed press-con. The luxury hatchback club would widen with Mini joining Beetle and Fiat 500.
Ferraris, Porsche , BMW, Mercedes Benz, Maserati, Jaguar and Audi etc were all out with their four-wheeled gems . The likes of TVS, Honda, Yamaha, Polaris, Hero, Suzuki, Firefox had alot to show-case too the the spectators. Millions of visitors have already witnessed the Year's Moto Extravaganza.
Young men were glued to virtual and video games with a clear "Need for Speed" bug biting them. Rowdy crowds did leave no stone unturned to create an Auto Expo out on the roads, the evening of 6 Jan when all roads to any "Pragati" seemed jammed and blocked. For a city which boasts to be capital of India such severe clogging was as surprising as spotting high profile men and women at the Auto Expo.
I had the pleasure to get a fleeting glance at Rata Tata, Sr Munjal maybe an SRK and Big B , Honchos of all major Auto brands & some prolific editors of Auto mags. And then they said that John Abraham was here, Katrina Kaif and many more. It was a tiring day as A high-heeled and a high headed girl saw her Dreams on Wheels. My list of must owns has even become a little more ambitious than it already was.
Auto expo is like an A list event, where all you can do is window-shopping and as you step out, you are aware that Technology not only changes lives but inspires us to dream bigger. Its indeed an excellent drive to achieve...Vrooooooooooom. Get Set Go.
PS- I am a person who does not know how to ride a car and has 0 knowledge about the Jargons of the world of Automobiles. This is just an experience which left me richer, even after loosing my wallet and a credit card usage of 15000 bucks not made by me. Guess, Every dark cloud has a silver lining. I lost my wallet but have bigger dream to chase.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
Just like that..
Random thoughts keep flooding my mind, Always Just Like That. :)
Days become longer , darkness shorter.
Nights are sleepless & still I feel afresh.
It is sometimes great to think nonsense.
Afterall its just me alone in my world.
My plush life of abundance.
What harm can it do.
To Think through, Just Like That.
When flying high in the sky.
You switch seats to get a view.
And are in awe of An Artist you call Nature.
Painting clouds orange, white, blue and bright.
Imagining these clusters as Flocks of birds & far of Palaces.
Watching sea of clouds turn to a Polar bear.
What harm can it do.
To Glide In, Just Like that.
On a jam packed road.
Seated in your car at ease.
Your favorite song comes by.
Humming it with restrain.
Tapping your feet & clapping silently.
Shaking your head shyly, you look around.
What harm can it do.
To Sing Loud, Just Like That.
Being alone in thoughts is not being lonely.
When solitude brings more meaning.
When in a crowd you have no one to talk to.
You hear your voice assuring you,
"Why bother I am here, with you"
Still an unknown face catches your attention.
What harm can it do.
To Smile Back, Just Like That.
A time when your love hurts you bad.
Tears bring pleasure not sorrows.
Tired of the grim mood you are in.
You peered into the adorable guilty face.
In an instant your affection melts you.
You are healed and become weak.
What harm can it do.
To Forgive Him, Just Like That.
In your complicated life.
Noticing that love again came by.
You stop, smile and wink.
Wonderful outsider beams & it clicks.
To start to build your magical adobe.
Later see him turn cold, dejected again.
What harm can it do.
To Speak Out, Just Like That.
On a hostile winter rainy night.
Out for a stroll in the mist.
You disregard a tiny cranky pup twice.
Selfish, You cared not, but thought once.
Years later you cared more and thought not.
You went home to get food & showed love.
What harm can it do.
To Do Good, Just Like That.
To gaze at the limitless sea, surge.
Into Highs, Lows and Numbs.
Your heart's filled with endless emotions.
With joy, gratitude and pain.
Unaware you wander, salty waters roll down your eye.
And people watch, but should you care.
What harm can it do.
To Walk On, Just Like That.
Trudging an uphill is tough.
The heavy weight breaks you apart.
When risks seem unwise.
Your gut tells you to lie- low.
Rest for a while, its good.
Your will is strained, you sneak out.
What harm can it do.
To Give Up, Just Like That.
On your Judgement Day.
You tremble not.
The Voice Commands
"Why you lived on, Just Like That."
Will You say, I Regret Not.
Yes you will.
Because-
You Thought Through
To Glide In
You Sang Loud
And Smiled Back
You Forgave Him
But Spoke Out
You Did Good
Still Walked On
Not Gave Up.
YES YOU LIVED LIFE, JUST LIKE THAT.
PS- We are what choices we make, In the End Regret Not.
Life is lived, Just Like That.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
LIFE ver 2.0.1.2
Welcome 1-Jan-2012
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
~T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
~T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"
Could'nt agree more with the esteemed thinker/writer of 20th century.
What a perfect way to sum up a Year gone by.
World saw a transition, a change of yet another calender year. (2011-2012)
What actually changed? If at all anything did, would be our perspective. Maybe a will strong enough to accept and acknowledge - The Inevitable Metamorphosis.
Version 2.0.1.2 of life awaits you for better or for worse.
Perhaps New Years signify a collective decision of masses to change perspectives, habits and memories. In a world full of random experiences it becomes difficult to make choices and be selective in what we wish to learn/unlearn /erase from the year that passed us through. Do we let "bygones be bygones" or learn to value our experiences.
What to pick as valuable and what as worthless is going to determine what we become in Life as years go by as a social mandate.
No 365 days are the same and what we were last morning, we might not be this morning. New Years seem to be the time when we age psychologically and very suddenly so. On birthdays we are termed to age physically. Each year this day, I ponder and reflect the story of last 8760 hours that flew by me. How much was I able to hold on to? Not much. Qualitatively the year was not very enriching until it dawned this was as good as I could make it.
Last year , this day, I hoped that Life Ver 2.0.1.1 would be better than its yester-self.
Soon to realize that there will always be highs & lows, Life will be as unpredictable & will get more erratic as we grow grey. Every year looking into the mirror, something changes.
The quest to get better out of me becomes stronger while the fear to face another year lessens. This is what we call a Habit, though old habits die hard.
A year to realize that no thing and no one is irreplaceable.
A year to learn that with immense joys follow the deep crevasses of darkness.
A year to understand that permanence is temporary & temperance is mandatory.
A year where I met life in its raw ugly form and saw the best of me lost in the web.
A year where I knew every dark cloud had silver lining.
A year when I am unaware when the sun would shine.
A year where I am at peace with Life.
A year which will go down as dawning of eternal wisdom.
A year when journey became more important that the destination.
A year where all goals were blurred and new milestones appeared.
The year I grew up to LIFE.
To all those who stood by me , Its been a good one.
Am all set for another roller-coaster called 2012.
Virus struck, infected and cured. :)
Behold the light, behold the dark.
Swiftly in the sky I lark.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Up above the world so HIGH..Like a diamond and a Sigh..
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, How I wonder what you are?
Up above the world so high, Like a diamond and a Sigh.
Welcome to the world of Wonders.
Truly, there are many things money can buy, for everything else, share it with someone else. ;)
There is a world that awaits every woman which is beyond Love, Lust and beauty.
It is the world of Fashion, brands and diamonds. This is the world of Power. The reason for a real twinkle in the eye ;)
We are all little Starlets of our dreams. Being and feeling powerful for a woman manifests itself by her worldly possessions. I came across a rather interesting tweet,
" As kids, guys like cars and girls love Dolls. Strangely as they grow up, hobbies exchange , Men love Dolls & Women like Cars. "
Indeed very true.
Women are not shallow creatures, but they love to flaunt their possessions. Its a mark of achievement, borrowed (Hubby's) or earned. Lets meet some New Best Friends of Women. Its a trend fast catching up, the thirst to own Designer Brands and Solitaires. There is a price you pay to acquire assets- Drums of Money. Women today mind not being arm-candies , if wondrous delights keep falling into their laps with "Much Ado About Nothing." Today love speaks only one language- the language of money. You wish to proclaim your Lady Love for life, buy her whatever money can buy. It better be jewels, bags, anything designed by designers you can't properly pronounce/spell. This can never go wrong. :)
I wonder though, why is there so much hoopla around Big Bang Brands? Women can stand in ques for hours to own a KILLER PIECE by any leading fashion brand. What again was that?? ..E SAY LAUREN though its written as YVES SAINT LAURENT. It is a proper noun, so even if you pronounce it weirdly , why should eye-brows pop ? Why should one not raise an alarm when such brands charge a premium of more than 1000% on their products. I can sound phony, but I love these brands. I love them not for their quality or their unique offering , I love them because others envy these brands. Its out of reach of millions and offer me a world where I am defined not by WHO I AM, but by WHAT I HAVE. Yes, we are somewhat shallow and are perfectly fine with this.
Up above the world so high, Like a diamond and a Sigh.
Welcome to the world of Wonders.
Truly, there are many things money can buy, for everything else, share it with someone else. ;)
There is a world that awaits every woman which is beyond Love, Lust and beauty.
It is the world of Fashion, brands and diamonds. This is the world of Power. The reason for a real twinkle in the eye ;)
We are all little Starlets of our dreams. Being and feeling powerful for a woman manifests itself by her worldly possessions. I came across a rather interesting tweet,
" As kids, guys like cars and girls love Dolls. Strangely as they grow up, hobbies exchange , Men love Dolls & Women like Cars. "
Indeed very true.
Women are not shallow creatures, but they love to flaunt their possessions. Its a mark of achievement, borrowed (Hubby's) or earned. Lets meet some New Best Friends of Women. Its a trend fast catching up, the thirst to own Designer Brands and Solitaires. There is a price you pay to acquire assets- Drums of Money. Women today mind not being arm-candies , if wondrous delights keep falling into their laps with "Much Ado About Nothing." Today love speaks only one language- the language of money. You wish to proclaim your Lady Love for life, buy her whatever money can buy. It better be jewels, bags, anything designed by designers you can't properly pronounce/spell. This can never go wrong. :)
I wonder though, why is there so much hoopla around Big Bang Brands? Women can stand in ques for hours to own a KILLER PIECE by any leading fashion brand. What again was that?? ..E SAY LAUREN though its written as YVES SAINT LAURENT. It is a proper noun, so even if you pronounce it weirdly , why should eye-brows pop ? Why should one not raise an alarm when such brands charge a premium of more than 1000% on their products. I can sound phony, but I love these brands. I love them not for their quality or their unique offering , I love them because others envy these brands. Its out of reach of millions and offer me a world where I am defined not by WHO I AM, but by WHAT I HAVE. Yes, we are somewhat shallow and are perfectly fine with this.
My new CGPA is not Cumulative Grade Point Average, a mere number. But it can be Cavalli- Gucci-Prada-Armani. Who would not wish to be high on this materialistic definition? Everyone and anyone who can afford it. These immaterial possessions amount to an average of more than 30% HH spends in affluent families. Not only are these confidence boosters , they also amount to quick social upgradation into the world of Page 3 which is "Up above the world so high".
A Daimond studded pretty hostess, at a Party , in a chic knee-length classic designer LBD is to die for, is'nt it? Now I am sure you would not ask, what is LBD? Hmm...Little Black Dress it is. A must have for any woman who sees a Starlet in herself. Such small nothings, which cost a million bucks also grab a million eyeballs. Hence, in terms of Cost Benefit analysis, this is a sound investment & no other asset can possibly give such an instant gratification- The marvelous twinkling eyes which are exactly the color of Envy.
This is the world where Riches are honored and revered not education. Our aspirations are not to be noble and kind, but to look like a Million Dollar baby. ;) This is no mark of Shallowness , but about arriving in life. What if I cannot name the brands the way world does, as long as the world is at my feet, do I need to worry? Sometimes even the most intelligent and poised souls have to speak the language of money, just to get their way through the shine of hollow jewels as "all that glitters is not gold".
Even if I love to subscribe to the means of the world and make a guest appearance on "World's stage" , I would rather be playing a role which makes people wonder about that "Cute Classy thing" if not a "Drop-dead gorgeous hottie". Atleast I can Make My Mark. Whatever you splurge on, make sure " You're worth it" , because in the end someone will see through you and ask you, "Is it Real?" and instantly all cameras will turn away from you to another Starlet of Substance.
We forget that those Brands are what we make them. A world you do not know of, will never matter to you.
This is a symbiotic relationship. None will survive without the other. A world which is built on perceptions of everything which will not make sense to you in a simple life. High Heels, all made up dolls, polished bodies and bluffing smiles welcome you seldom. For those crazy moments of life, keep the actress in you alive. Treat life like a red-carpet someday, live your dream as a Diva sometimes. Indulgence is good, Love yourself without a Sigh. Afterall, you live once , "Its your life, make it large". ;)
Ladies, Make hay while the Sun shines, and Save the Twinkle of your eyes.
You decide the worth of a brand, Rest you will see in the Eyes of your Man.
PS- Now that we only understand the language of Money, Save a drum of Cash for the needy, it can get you blessings and goodwill.
(Whoever thought all that social service is for benefit of humanity, knows nothing about regrets of a Shopaholic. )
A Daimond studded pretty hostess, at a Party , in a chic knee-length classic designer LBD is to die for, is'nt it? Now I am sure you would not ask, what is LBD? Hmm...Little Black Dress it is. A must have for any woman who sees a Starlet in herself. Such small nothings, which cost a million bucks also grab a million eyeballs. Hence, in terms of Cost Benefit analysis, this is a sound investment & no other asset can possibly give such an instant gratification- The marvelous twinkling eyes which are exactly the color of Envy.
This is the world where Riches are honored and revered not education. Our aspirations are not to be noble and kind, but to look like a Million Dollar baby. ;) This is no mark of Shallowness , but about arriving in life. What if I cannot name the brands the way world does, as long as the world is at my feet, do I need to worry? Sometimes even the most intelligent and poised souls have to speak the language of money, just to get their way through the shine of hollow jewels as "all that glitters is not gold".
Even if I love to subscribe to the means of the world and make a guest appearance on "World's stage" , I would rather be playing a role which makes people wonder about that "Cute Classy thing" if not a "Drop-dead gorgeous hottie". Atleast I can Make My Mark. Whatever you splurge on, make sure " You're worth it" , because in the end someone will see through you and ask you, "Is it Real?" and instantly all cameras will turn away from you to another Starlet of Substance.
We forget that those Brands are what we make them. A world you do not know of, will never matter to you.
This is a symbiotic relationship. None will survive without the other. A world which is built on perceptions of everything which will not make sense to you in a simple life. High Heels, all made up dolls, polished bodies and bluffing smiles welcome you seldom. For those crazy moments of life, keep the actress in you alive. Treat life like a red-carpet someday, live your dream as a Diva sometimes. Indulgence is good, Love yourself without a Sigh. Afterall, you live once , "Its your life, make it large". ;)
Ladies, Make hay while the Sun shines, and Save the Twinkle of your eyes.
You decide the worth of a brand, Rest you will see in the Eyes of your Man.
PS- Now that we only understand the language of Money, Save a drum of Cash for the needy, it can get you blessings and goodwill.
(Whoever thought all that social service is for benefit of humanity, knows nothing about regrets of a Shopaholic. )
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Boyz II Men - On Bended Knee
Darlin' I can't explain,
where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
Can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me
I'm down on bended knees.
Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane and
I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me
I'm down on bended knees.
Gonna swallow my pride,
say I'm sorry,
stop pointing fingers,
the blame is on me
I want a new life and
I want it with you
If you feel the same don't ever let it go.
You gotta believe in the spirit of love
It can heal all things we won't hurt anymore
No, I don't believe our loves terminal.
I'm down on my knees, begging you please come home.
Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me I'm down on bended knees.
So many nights I dream of you Holding my pillow tight
I know I don't need to be alone
When I open up my eyes To face reality
Every moment without you seems like eternity
I'm begging yo, begging you, come back to me
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me
I'm down on bended knees.
Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane and
I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me
I'm down on bended knees.
Gonna swallow my pride,
say I'm sorry,
stop pointing fingers,
the blame is on me
I want a new life and
I want it with you
If you feel the same don't ever let it go.
You gotta believe in the spirit of love
It can heal all things we won't hurt anymore
No, I don't believe our loves terminal.
I'm down on my knees, begging you please come home.
Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me I'm down on bended knees.
So many nights I dream of you Holding my pillow tight
I know I don't need to be alone
When I open up my eyes To face reality
Every moment without you seems like eternity
I'm begging yo, begging you, come back to me
Amazing Song and Lyrics.
DamseLLs in Distress
"When the going gets tough, tough gets the going"
And then they say, That's the way it is.
Seriously, when in doubt flowing with the flow is apparently the toughest task. Nonetheless its also the best way out. Doubt is a state of self-deception, where sense of right-wrong blurs and we experience dichotomy of split self. That is the Life of a Woman. Anyhow, the day we are born, we experience pangs of eternal confusion.
From a tiny toddler, to an aging wrinkled mind not even a second goes by without the thought , " That's the way it is??" Bound in the social milieu "Fairer Sex" goes through mental and physical evolution with grace and dignity because this is how it should be. Struggling through so many ifs and butts (Literally) , acceptance of Status-Quo becomes imperative. In tight situations one ought to sound socially viable, we behave not in our natural way, but altered reactions are given precedence.
I often wonder , in case reactions to situations were more real, would course of our lives been any different from what we are today? Would there be lesser burden of an entangled life?
How exciting it would have been to enjoy your Ice lolly with the same exalting sigh in front of zillions of people as you would do alone.
"Days of the month" ( This is a classic term for teenage guys to get cheap thrills) when reporting late to work, you can tell your superiors that " hey, did not feel like coming to work early" , knowing they would never hold it up against you and would not think like 15 year old guys. (Trust me, its both)
For all the Chocolate lovers ;) , while the first decadent piece goes into the mouth, can we not give the orgasmic reaction in a 5 Star restaurant as well. ( For Chiclets who do not like Chocs, I am sure there are many other indulging foods for you) . Because we love chocolates so much , let us enjoy it at peace.
Why are we to be our altered selves invariably always ?? Oops the Social Stigma.
The Indian Society has consciously bound Women into a mold of being " Mannequins of Desirability" . Carefree lives of innocent smiles are trampled around early teens. The best guy friends suddenly ought to become acquaintances. In case you are blessed with desirable physical traits in your teens, it has to be guarded. There is strict check on the company kept, the clothes worn and the social conduct. The evolution process being so taxing emotionally /physically for the EVES but that is the Law of nature. Decision on hobbies, interests and personality is decided by custodians of Budding Damsels who will forever be in Distress.
Outlook in Metros is more Liberal towards the Fairer Sex . (Ohh...Its a blessing every parent asks for, to have a Fair, BeautifuLL and DutifuLL Daughter). Our lives are Full of calculations right from the day realization of Feminity dawns on us. The reason being " Times are bad, you need to keep yourself safe from any harm". The harm happens usually from the same men who inhabit the society as best guy friends being kids. No fault of theirs, but instantly all love, friendship , passion & care becomes too unnerving once female company from being a constant becomes a luxury. As a 10-12 year old your next door friend Pinky , at 20 becomes Pinks ;) . Yes , the female charms work wonders on macho/cute Guys. Parents keep a tight watch, on age/weight/clothes while Our Young Princesses actually embark on their independent journey of life.
Of whatever aspirations we have, luckily education has been recognized and encouraged even in a Girl Child. Fairly fairing better with books, women are now being pushed out of the realms of Typecasts (only superficially) and given a chance to prove themselves. Ironically, once the Princesses start to relish their independence with obvious glitches, Its time for the Kings to take over their lives. For whatever I have decoded, this independence is a sham. The social stigmas are so complex that a woman in the end has to unknowingly succumb happily to the chains of domesticity. This for the first time looks like the Fairy tale to our damsels, Dream Prince/King awaiting in his Golden Chariot often carved out of the toils of her parents.
Yes , Its the start of a new phase of servitude (Lucky Woman= Served by Men/Man= Joru ka Ghulaam).
The new life starts with meeting social expectations, taxing parents with price of large scale weddings, appeasing future family and so forth. Eventually , Career will take a backseat in case family is a priority. If family is not a priority, this is not a balanced woman. A woman in order to prove her mettle , will balance perfectly between being a homemaker and a butter winner. Hardly can a woman be accepted and respected being a bread-earner. Her income would invariably be considered as icing on the cake. Going the family way, physical toils make it impossible to carry career aggressively. Women at work till settled are taken seriously but moreso casually. One in a thousand is lucky enough to be given a chance to be as successful as her potential.
Being tender hearted soul, she would eventually give up her career, passions and life for her family.
At the moment , holding her infant daughter in her hand she would think, " I would give her a better life than mine, with all opportunities life can offer. She will be a free bird & live to the fullest. " While a parallel thought would seep in, we have to start saving for her marriage, " God give her a nice and loving husband".
In a moment, the closed fist of the infant girl already has the destiny written , she will be the DamseLL in Distress.
PS- Its a pleasure to be around a sunny , chirpy and bubbly girl. Always keep her alive even at 70 years. I have the pleasure of having the best Parents who have given me ample opportunities but with discretion. At heart, all women know, That's the way it is. :)
Make the Best of Your Potential.
And then they say, That's the way it is.
Seriously, when in doubt flowing with the flow is apparently the toughest task. Nonetheless its also the best way out. Doubt is a state of self-deception, where sense of right-wrong blurs and we experience dichotomy of split self. That is the Life of a Woman. Anyhow, the day we are born, we experience pangs of eternal confusion.
From a tiny toddler, to an aging wrinkled mind not even a second goes by without the thought , " That's the way it is??" Bound in the social milieu "Fairer Sex" goes through mental and physical evolution with grace and dignity because this is how it should be. Struggling through so many ifs and butts (Literally) , acceptance of Status-Quo becomes imperative. In tight situations one ought to sound socially viable, we behave not in our natural way, but altered reactions are given precedence.
I often wonder , in case reactions to situations were more real, would course of our lives been any different from what we are today? Would there be lesser burden of an entangled life?
How exciting it would have been to enjoy your Ice lolly with the same exalting sigh in front of zillions of people as you would do alone.
"Days of the month" ( This is a classic term for teenage guys to get cheap thrills) when reporting late to work, you can tell your superiors that " hey, did not feel like coming to work early" , knowing they would never hold it up against you and would not think like 15 year old guys. (Trust me, its both)
For all the Chocolate lovers ;) , while the first decadent piece goes into the mouth, can we not give the orgasmic reaction in a 5 Star restaurant as well. ( For Chiclets who do not like Chocs, I am sure there are many other indulging foods for you) . Because we love chocolates so much , let us enjoy it at peace.
Why are we to be our altered selves invariably always ?? Oops the Social Stigma.
The Indian Society has consciously bound Women into a mold of being " Mannequins of Desirability" . Carefree lives of innocent smiles are trampled around early teens. The best guy friends suddenly ought to become acquaintances. In case you are blessed with desirable physical traits in your teens, it has to be guarded. There is strict check on the company kept, the clothes worn and the social conduct. The evolution process being so taxing emotionally /physically for the EVES but that is the Law of nature. Decision on hobbies, interests and personality is decided by custodians of Budding Damsels who will forever be in Distress.
Outlook in Metros is more Liberal towards the Fairer Sex . (Ohh...Its a blessing every parent asks for, to have a Fair, BeautifuLL and DutifuLL Daughter). Our lives are Full of calculations right from the day realization of Feminity dawns on us. The reason being " Times are bad, you need to keep yourself safe from any harm". The harm happens usually from the same men who inhabit the society as best guy friends being kids. No fault of theirs, but instantly all love, friendship , passion & care becomes too unnerving once female company from being a constant becomes a luxury. As a 10-12 year old your next door friend Pinky , at 20 becomes Pinks ;) . Yes , the female charms work wonders on macho/cute Guys. Parents keep a tight watch, on age/weight/clothes while Our Young Princesses actually embark on their independent journey of life.
Of whatever aspirations we have, luckily education has been recognized and encouraged even in a Girl Child. Fairly fairing better with books, women are now being pushed out of the realms of Typecasts (only superficially) and given a chance to prove themselves. Ironically, once the Princesses start to relish their independence with obvious glitches, Its time for the Kings to take over their lives. For whatever I have decoded, this independence is a sham. The social stigmas are so complex that a woman in the end has to unknowingly succumb happily to the chains of domesticity. This for the first time looks like the Fairy tale to our damsels, Dream Prince/King awaiting in his Golden Chariot often carved out of the toils of her parents.
Yes , Its the start of a new phase of servitude (Lucky Woman= Served by Men/Man= Joru ka Ghulaam).
The new life starts with meeting social expectations, taxing parents with price of large scale weddings, appeasing future family and so forth. Eventually , Career will take a backseat in case family is a priority. If family is not a priority, this is not a balanced woman. A woman in order to prove her mettle , will balance perfectly between being a homemaker and a butter winner. Hardly can a woman be accepted and respected being a bread-earner. Her income would invariably be considered as icing on the cake. Going the family way, physical toils make it impossible to carry career aggressively. Women at work till settled are taken seriously but moreso casually. One in a thousand is lucky enough to be given a chance to be as successful as her potential.
Being tender hearted soul, she would eventually give up her career, passions and life for her family.
At the moment , holding her infant daughter in her hand she would think, " I would give her a better life than mine, with all opportunities life can offer. She will be a free bird & live to the fullest. " While a parallel thought would seep in, we have to start saving for her marriage, " God give her a nice and loving husband".
In a moment, the closed fist of the infant girl already has the destiny written , she will be the DamseLL in Distress.
PS- Its a pleasure to be around a sunny , chirpy and bubbly girl. Always keep her alive even at 70 years. I have the pleasure of having the best Parents who have given me ample opportunities but with discretion. At heart, all women know, That's the way it is. :)
Make the Best of Your Potential.
Awakened !!
I know that voice
Voicing me
My engrossed mind
Mindless, left me.
I hear you well enough
Enough to ignore
Ignoring you is bliss
Bliss, abandoned me.
I tried not hard
Hardly ever valued
Value of dreams
Dreamy, Sleepless me.
I am indifferent
Indifference i have for you
You are my truth
Truly, lying to me.
I was told to believe
Believe in being right
Right now only you
You, bereaving me.
I now can feel your voice
Voice of tranquil silence
Silence only I heard
Heard, Audible me.
I am Awake
Awakened by the crack
Crack-up of senses
Sensing, the numb me.
I am Alive
Alive to be
Being animated to witness
Witness wonders of this world
World of fluttering wings
Winged & glowing dreams
Dreamy eyes on swings
Swinging into fairy land
Land of Goblins and Knights
Night of glowing lights, of faith
Faith in your being
Being one with you.
I AM AWAKE !!!
PS - To the spirit of being alive.
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