While crossing my days out on the calendar for my next milestone, I realized that how we set our targets towards all happy milestones, and pull through certain bad days looking forward to those milestones. The moment I feel low about something, I look at what all awaits me next and it just peps me up. The sheer joy of calculating the number of days left to a particular occasion, time and again, watching the days fall out one by one, as you draw close to the target, the day you have been waiting for. The pleasure of striking out those days in the calendar. The joy of planning your next milestone, the dreams, the happiness.. Ah! It feels good...
And I have 49 days for my next target, well 35 actually... :P
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Women 101
We've always heard men saying that they cannot understand women, but I guess I will be the first woman to say I don't understand men! Not at all... Yes, I thought I did, and took pride in the fact, but circumstances have forced me to believe otherwise. For starters I would like to clear certain things about us, and by us I mean women.
1) We don't think too much. Even we like to take things and life lightly. Not everything is a calculated, convoluted bag of emotions and thinking and everything else that makes the brain go crazy.
2) We like to keep things simple. No messing with our brains and hearts with indecisiveness, under confidence etc etc...
3) We change, we evolve. If things were not right then, doesn't mean they will remain wrong forever. If things were sad then doesn't mean they won't be happy forever. We are optimists and believe in living life as and when it gives us opportunity to. We simply believe in the fact that in future we might grow fat and ugly and end up losing out on chance to live the life we could have. So, we live for today. I Like something I like it. I hate something I hate it. Today Purple is my favorite color, tomorrow it would be red. But, how does that affect you is the question? So, don't mess your head around with it, and spare me some space.
4) We need space and time. Not to avoid you, but to face ourselves. Spend time with ourselves, to understand the change in us, the bring the change in us. We are never satisfied with the way we look today, and will never be. Just cut us some slack, and let us be with ourselves, for whatever it might be, a big pamper myself time at the parlor, or our beauty sleep, or just gossiping with our friends. And I guess you should like it, given how annoying you find us, when we just keep talking, I am sure even you long for that space.
5) We like to multi-task. And unlike you we don't suck at it. But, I'd also point out that when a woman is listening to you, putting everything aside, she's serious. She's damn serious, she wants this conversation or whatever little thing you are doing. And if you don't pay attention then, then you are definitely calling for trouble.
6) We like to loved and taken care of. The man who loves us truly has definitely been noticed. But, don't try to become our parents, we already have one, we don't need more. We need something we'll ask for it, and if you really love us so much you'll know when we need it. So, simple thing is when we don't just let us be, let us make our own decisions, trust us, we can't be wrong always, and if sometimes we are, isn't there something called learning from our mistakes? Like you never made any....
All this, and I guess that's it. Everything else is something or other that falls under one of these umbrellas. Guess that makes us simple, the only reason I think men find us difficult is probably because they think too much. I mean way too much, for their brains to fathom. I might sound a bit feminist here, which I usually am not, but sorry, last few years and the men around me and my interactions with them have led me to believe that unknowingly they think too much. And the parameters and the process are so alien to our thinking that I guess I will never understand them at all. Not that I want to... I am happy with myself... :P
1) We don't think too much. Even we like to take things and life lightly. Not everything is a calculated, convoluted bag of emotions and thinking and everything else that makes the brain go crazy.
2) We like to keep things simple. No messing with our brains and hearts with indecisiveness, under confidence etc etc...
3) We change, we evolve. If things were not right then, doesn't mean they will remain wrong forever. If things were sad then doesn't mean they won't be happy forever. We are optimists and believe in living life as and when it gives us opportunity to. We simply believe in the fact that in future we might grow fat and ugly and end up losing out on chance to live the life we could have. So, we live for today. I Like something I like it. I hate something I hate it. Today Purple is my favorite color, tomorrow it would be red. But, how does that affect you is the question? So, don't mess your head around with it, and spare me some space.
4) We need space and time. Not to avoid you, but to face ourselves. Spend time with ourselves, to understand the change in us, the bring the change in us. We are never satisfied with the way we look today, and will never be. Just cut us some slack, and let us be with ourselves, for whatever it might be, a big pamper myself time at the parlor, or our beauty sleep, or just gossiping with our friends. And I guess you should like it, given how annoying you find us, when we just keep talking, I am sure even you long for that space.
5) We like to multi-task. And unlike you we don't suck at it. But, I'd also point out that when a woman is listening to you, putting everything aside, she's serious. She's damn serious, she wants this conversation or whatever little thing you are doing. And if you don't pay attention then, then you are definitely calling for trouble.
6) We like to loved and taken care of. The man who loves us truly has definitely been noticed. But, don't try to become our parents, we already have one, we don't need more. We need something we'll ask for it, and if you really love us so much you'll know when we need it. So, simple thing is when we don't just let us be, let us make our own decisions, trust us, we can't be wrong always, and if sometimes we are, isn't there something called learning from our mistakes? Like you never made any....
All this, and I guess that's it. Everything else is something or other that falls under one of these umbrellas. Guess that makes us simple, the only reason I think men find us difficult is probably because they think too much. I mean way too much, for their brains to fathom. I might sound a bit feminist here, which I usually am not, but sorry, last few years and the men around me and my interactions with them have led me to believe that unknowingly they think too much. And the parameters and the process are so alien to our thinking that I guess I will never understand them at all. Not that I want to... I am happy with myself... :P
Monday, May 16, 2011
Kutti's Saree
I noticed something beautiful yesterday while cooking; from my kitchen window I can see the terrace of the adjacent building, I see a lady and her daughter Kutti, well there's a lot to tell about Kutti, but let's just concentrate on this bit.
So, I see Kutti and her mother(who happens to be a maid) on the terrace where the mom is drying some clothes which might very well be of Kutti's size, but no, it's not those clothes that tempt her, but a dupatta which is very similar in print to her mom's saree. She runs with it while the mother screams for her to return it, and quietly gets behind the tiny room on the terrace, maybe mimicking her mom's action when she changes clothes, innocently hiding from the only person she knows can see her changing. Little does she know that the side that she's hiding on directly faces my window. Now, this tiny girl, 4-5 years of age, all excited, starts draping the dupatta on herself like a saree, and as I notice, yes, she's good. She knows all the tricks of draping the saree. The one round on the waist, the pleats, resting the remaining length of the cloth on your shoulder, making the pallu. I look at her and am amazed, I still can't get the hang of wrapping a saree perfectly.
What amazes me further is when done she runs to her mother to show it and is screaming 'Bilkul aapke jaise!'. This reminds me of how I wanted to be just like my mother when I was a kid, I wanted to dress like her, look like her, and yes, for a brief time I even wanted to be a lawyer like her. All I can hope is that Kutti dreams of something better,that all the hard work her mother puts in to have a decent living for her child pays off, and we see a Kutti who makes her mother proud, the same way she did when she jumped outside the hidden wall to surprise her mom in the saree.
So, I see Kutti and her mother(who happens to be a maid) on the terrace where the mom is drying some clothes which might very well be of Kutti's size, but no, it's not those clothes that tempt her, but a dupatta which is very similar in print to her mom's saree. She runs with it while the mother screams for her to return it, and quietly gets behind the tiny room on the terrace, maybe mimicking her mom's action when she changes clothes, innocently hiding from the only person she knows can see her changing. Little does she know that the side that she's hiding on directly faces my window. Now, this tiny girl, 4-5 years of age, all excited, starts draping the dupatta on herself like a saree, and as I notice, yes, she's good. She knows all the tricks of draping the saree. The one round on the waist, the pleats, resting the remaining length of the cloth on your shoulder, making the pallu. I look at her and am amazed, I still can't get the hang of wrapping a saree perfectly.
What amazes me further is when done she runs to her mother to show it and is screaming 'Bilkul aapke jaise!'. This reminds me of how I wanted to be just like my mother when I was a kid, I wanted to dress like her, look like her, and yes, for a brief time I even wanted to be a lawyer like her. All I can hope is that Kutti dreams of something better,that all the hard work her mother puts in to have a decent living for her child pays off, and we see a Kutti who makes her mother proud, the same way she did when she jumped outside the hidden wall to surprise her mom in the saree.
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