The long road home

Why is it that the female species are entitled to all the pain in life?Pregnancy pain,menstruation pain,love pain,and so on.From the day they're born, begins a life of hell.Well, not hell,per say. But close.
For starters, there is something called female foeticide.For those of you who don't know what that means,it means killing the baby before it is born if one gets to know it's a girl.Howcome there's something like that and no male foeticide.Im a girl and I can safely say that girls are no burden.Rather they're more dependable than the son.I mean as the son grows up, the selfish animal starts off on his own, deserting his poor tired parents.On the contrary,the girls,even if married,will continue to be a sense of both financial and emotional support to the family.
Next comes the much talked about...DOWRY DEATHS.I mean BULL SHIT!I feel the minute the girls turn 18 they should take karate classes and instead of going and getting married off, they should make a carrier for themselves.And once they do get married if the ASS**** tries to harass you about dowry then here come in handy the karate lessons.Give him a kick right where he deserves it and divorce the sonofabitch and live on your own.You deserve better.
Why is it that the girl suffers the most from an unsuccessful relationship? The guy just moves right on and forgets all those precious moments,those fun-filled days.IT SUCKS!
And why is it that the girls are the victims of the crimes in the society?Rapes?Murders?Ill treatment?Harassment?Public Humiliation?Eve teasing?
I think we need to stop worrying and start living.Living for ourselves.Get out in the real world.A world outside our homes,outside of thinking for the family,the kitchen or the selfless life, we live inside the house.
Often I've heard my mom say..."Study all you like but at the end of the day when you get married, you have to take care of your family,your children and your poor tired in-laws"But I chose to differ in opinion.When i get married.WHEN! Well then im definitely going to live for myself and earn my own money so I don't have to depend on my husband or anyone else for that matter.I guess that is where the problem lies.We have to depend on others for money and for our daily bread.Once we start earning for ourselves and stop depending on others,that is when all our problems will end.
No doubt we have moved alot forward in life than our predecessor females but as I look at it, we have a long road ahead of ourselves.

Friends Forever

I first met Tia when i was just about ten. I was playing in the backyard with my brothers. Football. Yes the one game that made me lose track of time,my sense and the fact that i was a girl. So there I was playing with my four brothers, fighting with them about the penalty shots, goal keeping and so on. I was nailing my brother Sam on the floor when Tia, this pretty little girl in a bright pink t-shirt and a skirt came up the pathway and asked in a petite girl like voice…“Hi I’m your new neighbor, can I play too.” “Sure” I replied in my gruff throaty one. Thus began an awesome friendship. We were the complete opposites of each other. Almost like North Pole and South Pole, like liquids and solids, yet soon we were inseparable.

As we entered our Brady Junior High School, we would spend the whole day literally together chatting nineteen to the dozen.During school, in the same classes; after school, completing homework, cribbing about school and discussing the funny teachers in school; collecting lady bugs and then relieving them, our friendship grew stronger. We both had quite an influence on each other. She helped me get out of my brother’s worn out denim shorts and oversized t-shirts into softer cleaner girly t-shirts and I taught her how to play ball. " Best friends forever" said Tia and we did a spit shake on that. EWWWWWWWW
Soon we were in high school. Our interests wavered from collecting ladybugs to cruising the mall for cute guys, cute clothes and cheesy love songs. Before we knew it we were dating.

Nothing changed our friendship. She was there by my side whenever I needed her. We were together through thick and through thin. I was there by her side during her first heart break and she was always there to help me get through my parents’ separation.She had become like my guardian angel watching over me, and keeping me out of trouble, pain and difficult times.

However all good things must come to and end. So did our friendship. One day returning from a vacation with her parents, their car met with with an accident. The sun rays got into her dad's eyes blocking his view, which led him to drive the car off the road into a ditch. No one survived and my best friend and guardian angel was lost forever. Or so i thought. I was in mourning. At the funeral old pictures were displayed above the coffins. One of them was a picture of me and Tia heading to our proms, our arms swung casually around each other. That made me realise no matter where she is, she is still watching and guiding over me. Best friends forever.

18 Till I Die

What’s the big deal to being 18…. Why is it talked about all through teen life… when I’m 18 I’ll do so on and so forth…. Blah Blah…??Why is it such a big deal? I mean in India u still cant enter a pub till you’re 25 and your parents definitely don’t leave u alone even if your 18.They most definitely continue to nag u and rule your life. So why the fuss I ask. I’m 18 now and I feel no different…. Maybe in a couple of months I’ll get to learn to drive but I still don’t get my own car right? I’m definitely not allowed late nights and why is that just because I'm still a girl which is another story altogether but I'll come to that later that will require another notepad. As of now its 18 till I die. Or is it? If I’m 18 does that give me the right to act on my on and make my own decisions. For instance if I come home with my butt tattooed will I be let off easy by parents? Of course not I know of and am fully aware of the consequences so why the fuss of being 18? And have I really waited for the past 18 years for this??? A VOTING CARD? And a driver’s license of no use to me? And now that I’ll be going to college will I get to cut classes or will there be interference in the form of a letter back home to my parents? So obviously it makes zero sense to me why someone who make such a hue and cry about it…. Its just another birthday with another birthday cake and a family dinner with your doting family flourishing with u gifts hugs and kisses. So then why make such a song and dance about it? So lets just enjoy the day like any other birthday and quietly go off to sleep in the same bed in the same room and in the same scenario and situation and not make such a big deal eh?