Born a Woman - Curse or Boon?

Incident 1: She used to take the same route daily as that was the only road that led to her home. He, along with his gang, would be at the same place as always, waiting for her to pass. His stare caused her so much discomfort which only a woman could understand. The nasty comments lowered her confidence but she din't know whom she should discuss this with. She was too scared to show them what she feels as an unknown fear haunted her...

Incident 2: He used to come regularly to her home as he was quite close to her family. She called him uncle & jumped on his lap whenever he came. He always used to get her Chocolates, toys etc which she obviously loved. She never knew the real intentions behind his friendly gesture as she was an innocent child. Her parents never noticed too as they thought he's just being friendly. He would touch her at wrong places, kiss her unnecessarily. As she grew up she became aware of her own body & the discomfort in a man touching her. She began keeping a fair distance from him. She never discussed these things with her parents as she din't know how she would be received.

Every woman in this world must have been through similar incidents atleast once in her lifetime. The feeling of helplessness, fear, anger & unsure-ness of how she will be received if she discuses this with a loved one stops a woman from seeking help.  In this male-dominant society (yes it is still male-dominant), a woman is held responsible if she is eve-teased. Some maniac politician (can't recollect his name) claimed that a woman who is covered has less risk of being attacked than a woman whose skimpily dressed. I had like to disagree with his statement as if that was the case, any women whose "decently" dressed wouldn't be ever eve-teased or raped.

It is hardly possible for a man to understand how a woman feels when she is eve-teased or sexually abused. Be it school, work place, tuition or even her own home, she is always at the risk of being sexually abused. And it's not always strangers but she's also attacked by men/boys whom she trusts.

She is the one whose bordered with rules & regulations all throughout her life. She's the one looked down when a man molests her. Why her? Ain't regulations supposed to be for men as well? A lot of times a woman is asked to keep mum if she's raped. The family feels that if things are revealed to the society, she can never be married. Will these things ever change?

With our law being so weak, these bastards get away quite easily. Education plays a vital role in making sure our girls are safe. A girl should be taught to report any suspicious acts in and around her for her own security. She should report to her parents if any stranger or friends/family member touches her at inappropriate places. Child abuse should never be hidden as in future things can become fatal.  She should intimate her parents about nasty comments passed at her by a road side romeo. She should also be taught to raise her voice against such men so to let them them she isn't a sissy and she can stand up for herself when the need arises.

Martial Arts, Self defense training should be a compulsory subject in out not so great education system. Instead of feeling helpless when a man attacks, a woman should be able to fight back to protect her self esteem. There's no point in being a damsel-in-distress as no super hero would come to the rescue when the need arises.

Fight Back!

Giveaway on Vivacious Blog :)

I am waiting for the day when I hit the 100 followers mark in my blog. As I am still waiting for that day, one of my blogger friend, Vertu, has hit 100 followers recently! She is returning the favor in the form of a giveaway which has got some amazing girlie things!

This is open for all! Click here to participate but before 17th November!

The lucky winner will get these! :)

Try your luck! :)

Love,
Namrata

Smart Me! ;)

When we were employed in the same company, one day my hero came to me hurriedly and with a naughty smile said,

'I had been charged Rs. 100 as challan from a traffic cop since I was talking to you on phone while driving. This is the challan receipt. Pay me back Rs. 100 right now!'

I said, 'No problem sweets! I will transfer the amount to you right now. Is that okay?'

He smiled as if he achieved victory over me and left.

After sometime he came running running and showed me an SMS alert from his bank. It said, 'Rs. X has been transferred from your account to the account with number Y'. He, completely clueless about the whereabouts of the mysterious hacker, asked me if I knew anything about this. I told him I knew but only as much as he knew. He scratched his head for a while then opened his account from my system to check his account status. He found that his account had money but only 100 bucks!

He gave me a do-you-know-anything-about-this-look.

Now, it was my turn to give him a naughty smile ;)

No points for guessing what I'd actually done :P

I took a deep breath and with a complete innocent look said, 'Well, I found your behavior really rude today. It's unethical demanding money from your lady love even for the right reasons for that matter. Since you behaved inappropriately with me, I thought you deserved to be taught a lesson. So I transferred all of your funds into my account as a penalty of your rude behavior towards me. But, I being a good girl, generously transferred 100 bucks back since you had asked for it.

He was certainly not expecting anything like this and was speechless for a good few seconds. We then looked at each other and bursted out laughing.

He then said, 'It's certainly risky giving access of your bank accounts to your girl!'

Sorry...

Sorry. The most hardest and easiest word to say. I'd believed that biggest fights can be ended by saying this five letter word. Peace can be restored between two hearts when one of them says "I am sorry". A broken heart can be mended, damages in a relationship can be repaired, a long silence can be ended, all this by just saying Sorry.

Misunderstandings, fights, blame game all are a part of relationship. I thought that when such things happen in a relationship, a simple sorry has the capacity to make things right. Atleast with me that's how it is. I can forgive someone's biggest mistakes when I hear the word "Sorry" from them. But, I guess that's not how it is with everyone. Sorry, can't really undo, all damages...

Learning the hard way....

In the journey of life we may come across  few people who influence our life to a great extent and we can't help but thank them for doing so. Some incidents help us analyze good and bad and leave an impact on us permanently. I'd like to share one such incident that I can never erase from my memory on this Teacher's Day.

I was in my 7th standard when this incident took place. I was one of the most talkative students of my class and I also excelled in academics. I was a favorite to majority of my teachers (except Telugu) so I obviously thought that I am never at fault. One of my classmates (whom I thought as a good friend) always had a lot of cash with her (around 100 bucks which is a lot for a 7th class kid!) daily. On asking her, she used to tell me that her Mom gives her money daily to have snacks after school. I believed her all the time but still had a doubt as to how she can have money daily with her.

One day one of our classmates complained to our class teacher, Ms. Sumathy Ma'am, that 100 bucks from her school fees was missing. As a tradition, everyone's bags and pockets were checked and this girl (my so-called friend) had 100 Rupees with her. She told Sumathy Ma'am that her Mom had given her that money. Ma'am asked her to call her parents and prove her point. During our lunch break my so-called friend came up to me. She wanted me to tell Sumathy Ma'am (if she asks me) that she had shown me the money when we were on our way to school in the morning (which she din't) as she told our Ma'am that I knew she had money with her. She told me that she actually found the money on the road and she lied to our Ma'am that her Mom had given her. I told the same thing to our Ma'am ( a lie) as directed by my liar friend.

Back home, she told her Mom that she found the money on the road and her teacher suspects that she has actually robbed it. Her Mom, believing her, promised to see our teacher the next day.

The next day I din't go to school so I din't know what happened. The following day was Sunday so again a holiday. On Monday, during the lunch break, Sumathy Ma'am called me to the staff room. She asked me for the final time very firmly, looking into my eyes, if what ever I said was true or not. I couldn't speak! She understood I had lied and the next moment I felt a hard slap on my face! Tears welled in my eyes and I stood there dumbstruck! At that moment I realized what a loser I am! I apologized to her and assured her that never in my life will I support a liar. She made me realize that it was not my friend but it was me who was at a bigger fault as I supported a wrong thing despite knowing the truth.

On this Teacher's day, I would like to thank Sumathy Ma'am for showing me the consequences of supporting unethical things. Thanks a lot for that slap Ma'am! That slap had never let me do things against my conscience. Happy Teacher's Day Ma'am! :)

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The most beautiful gift!

He realized he's in love with me on August 22, 2010. To celebrate a year of being in love, he gave me the very gift that I always wanted!

The gift which he bought for me is cream colored, has soft fur, black nose and tiny eyes! She's a month old lab! :)

When I took her in my arms, my happiness knew no bounds! She licked me wherever she could and also peed on me! Naughty girl!!! All that she does the whole day is eat, shit and sleep!

I wanted to name her Ginger but on public demand named her Dusty instead. Well, that's a sweet name too I feel. You will be hearing a lot about her as she's right now the centre of my life.

She came home of August 22, 2011 and is totally feeling at home. Her favorite place to hide is behind the TV where no one can see her. Sometimes she doesn't come out unless you bribing her with food. The moment we take her for a walk in the colony, she attends the nature's call without any delay. She's not yet choosy about food as she eats anything that we feed her. She somehow doesn't drink water much but still manages to pee multiple times a day (I don't know how?). We have one stuffed cat and one stuffed dog at home. Those are her favorite toys! She licks, bites and fights them but those lifeless animal silently bear her harassment! :P I see that she totally enjoys every bit of it.

How does it feel to have a partner whose so much into you, making sure all your wishes come true? Great, isn't it? :)

From being "Single" to "in a relationship"

When I updated my FB status as committed, it said "Namrata went from being single to in a relationship". It seemed like just a statement at that moment but now it seems so true. That statement makes sense to me NOW as it indicates a transformation from being a careless girl to a woman whose got to be responsible.

I had always been an independent, reckless and a carefree girl who'd never thought that life is something which should be taken seriously. I had never considered anyone before taking any decision though I had taken suggestions from friends. But now, since there's someone whose concerned about my whereabouts, I feel important, loved, cared and above all answerable! ;)

Being in a relationship brings with it a lot of changes. Good and bad. When I say bad, it demands few changes which I dislike and I am not keen on but which are needed. When I say good, it means I feel special and taken care of and also responsible. I feel as if all my problems which I thought are too big for me to handle are actually so tiny to even be considered. When I see all my problems being solved by just talking to him I can't help but feel so great for him being so matured.

This change is something that even he's experiencing. From being on his own to dealing with my CID questions, must be a tough ride for him :P

The transformation from being single to now being committed has been a journey (and will continue). Whether being single or committed, it's happiness we all crave for. Some achieve it through singleton (atleast they claim so) and some from being loved. For me, it's the latter! :)

Photograph Courtesy: My phone's camera ;)

Re-Union

Tears welled in my eyes as I looked into his. There was sheer silence. I knew that I had screwed up this time. I knew things will never be the same again between us. In a fraction of second, I felt my whole world crashing as I saw him leave. "He wasn't gonna come back", I thought. He did not turn to check if I am fine. "Why would he?".

I froze at my place as he disappeared from my sight. I couldn't come out of the shock that he is gone. I felt as if someone had pierced my heart with a sharp object and left a permanent hole in it. The hole seemed to deepen with every passing second. I walked for a good long distance lost in thoughts of my own. Every moment we'd spent together was still clear in my head. Out first meet, our first date, our first kiss...

Our first meeting was a very brief one. It wasn't love at first sight for him neither for me. Infact I din't remember even seeing him but he did. He'd come for an interview at the company I was working for. I was attending a phone call while he was sitting in the sofa, waiting for his turn and trying to pass time by looking around. It was a direct scene from a Hindi movie. I had my hair open (like always) so I tucked my hair behind my ear to prevent it from falling on my face turning to his side. We had an eye contact (which I could never recall) which lasted just for few seconds. That was our first meeting. And then as the days went by, we became friends and much more after a while.

But today it was different. I was alone. I was walking the streets all alone seeing him in my head but my moist eyes weren't letting a clear view of him. I hated that. I went home and sat in my room watching a slideshow of his pictures on my laptop, listening to "What hurts the most" by Rascal Flatts, playing it again and again. My Mom knocked my room but I din't wanted anyone to disturb my sad moment so I din't wanted to open the door. I heard someone banging the door again and knew it was my Mom again. But, I was wrong. It was him!

I opened the door and let him in. He looked miserable and in a deeper agony than I was. His eyes were red and he din't smile. We stared at each other without speaking losing track of time. The only sound that I heard was that of our breathing. He finally came close to me, took my hands in his and said just three words which were enough to break all silence between us. He said, "I need you". That's it! I lost control! I hugged him and cried like a small baby letting all of those mis-understandings flow through my tears! :)


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(The above post is a work of fiction. Just parts of it is inspired from my life.)

In Love - Again! :)

Summers have drained me completely over the past few months! I was on my way back home on a hot evening, the time being around 7 PM. The only moisture I felt was that of my sweat. No sign of breeze anywhere. Suddenly the weather seemed to change! Black clouds began to cover the sky as I walked. I felt a drop of water kiss my skin which I wasn't sure where it came from. I looked up at the sky and a curve struck my face. It wasn't just one drop of water! It was rain!


I realised how much I wanted this rain! How much I wanted to get drenched. I stood in my place for a while feeling the rain all over my body. I had the same feeling which I get when I have the first bite of my favorite chocolate icecream! I'd never been fond of summers somehow. And it's not even that I loved rains a lot but the first rain is something I fall in love with every year all over again!

No more hot, sweaty days! No more thirsty hours! No more fear of sun burns!


Hot mirchi-bajjis, hot cuppa coffee & soft music! Terrific combination! I can cuddle up in my bed now with my blanket & a book to read. I can get up late during holidays as the Sun is not gonna disturb my peaceful sleep!



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My biggest fear...

What's the biggest fear that I have?

Is it being attacked by a million cockroaches? Or is it death?

Do I fear that I would run out of money someday? Or is it losing my job?

Is not getting what i want my worst nightmare? Or would I rule that out as not an important thing on my list?

A lot of thought-process has lead me into a conclusion that the fear of being left alone in this selfish world is the most freaking thing! Yes! That's my worst nightmare! That's probably anyone's worst fear!

What would I do without all of those people who matter to me? Without my family, my friends, and most of all, without HIM?

We all run after fame, recognition & money but overlook simple things. The bigger things in life give us happiness but only our loved ones give us satisfaction! Peace of mind is what we all need. I find that through the unconditional love & support of my loved ones. That's the only thing I want & nothing else!

This post is dedicated to my loved ones who had been with me in my best & worst times in the most selfless way! Love you all!!! Ummaah!