Showing posts with label man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label man. Show all posts

Wednesday, 19 November 2014

International Men's Day


Half of the day passes, and then I come to know that today is the International Men’s day. A commercial puts the topic in front that how we have become biased towards the fairer sex, and completely forgot the men (except those who are fathers, of course). #ShowMenSomeLove they say. And honestly I don’t see the harm in that. They are long overdue to be shown some appreciation for their efforts.
If we want an equal world, I think men also need to be remembered and cherished as we do the same for women now. We all are humans in the end, right?




So I dedicate this day to all the times a man has been good to me, done me a great deed, or just been friendly. He may be my father, who stayed out in the December cold to get my school admission form, or my brother who reluctantly took me to his friend’s birthday parties when we were kids because my mom made him do so; whereas he could have easily made a fuss and said no, but he didn't. They may be friends who gave me company when I was left alone, or teachers who have guided me through the toughest of times. When it comes to understanding the troubles of others, one can never be sure that a female perspective will always be helpful. Many a times I have found that men are much more helpful in solving ones problems.


A father, a brother, a friend, a companion and husband. Oh so many roles to play!For their chivalry, goodness of the heart and jolliness I am thankful.



Happy Men’s Day!





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Sunday, 31 August 2014

Why do people care?

You see a woman, can be any body type, walking with skimpy clothes on. You feel uncomfortable. You instantly judge her character, assuming she is promiscuous.

This happens every time a woman is seen in clothes she chose to wear. I ask now, why do people care what someone chose to wear?

I think, its because of the way others look at that woman. I personally don't give a damn what people wear, its their business not mine. But what makes me uncomfortable is other people looking at that person, who is just happy being who they are. Now I would also like to say that this change of perspective in me is not old ( I'm no saint! :p ). I have recently started seeing things this way, and I am happy to say I find myself more at peace than before. Its that person's business what they wear and what they don't.
Having said all this, I would also like to point that a little good sense while dressing didn't kill anybody.

And let's not only make this about women; there are also men out there, wearing gravity defying pants! Of course they are ridiculed too. Which is required to an extent.

So let's let others live shall we?