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" No I do not want to be equal to men ", said the lady friend. And I agreed. When everyone is talking about Feminism and on having equal rights and opportunities, I do not feel that I am equal to man rather I feel superior and so I am not a feminist.  We make our way through all possible hurdles. Our life starts with a struggle and ends too. And we fight hard, win it all and embrace them all. From managing a ticket in a crowded movie hall to not getting fined for taking a one-way road. yes, we the women know how to wear a smile on our face and innocence in our eyes to sneak through them. That's how we drive the men mad at us for they get caught, punished and their plea get unheard most of the time. We have those super qualities of multitasking which our men cannot. Even on genetic level men have two chromosomes and with their X and Y together they fumble and wonder what to do until a woman guide them through :D    We are vulnerable yet we are st

  3:30PM: I just got to know that the lady friend is getting married.  There was an arrangement from her family and there she first met this potential husband. And then the potential husband fell in love with her and she too fell for him and they both fell for each other and then settled for marriage. It might sound very natural for this happens everywhere but for me this kind of arrangements is a bit tricky. I never fell for anyone who fell for me. I feel such arrangements to be demeaning but I am wrong. I know that for sure. Or maybe the way I think is not wired with the societal norms. For I always fall for the one who drains me completely. Which is commonly called emotional drainage. Don’t know how big this drainage system is but it makes you feel devastated and left with emptiness. So talking about the lady friend, no doubt I am very happy for her but suddenly something struck my mind. Slowly everyone around me is settling down with their

So far , yet so close Dancing along the water, feet on the shore, You rise along the tide And plunge with a roar You know not where it takes you You know nothing about grasping the  oar. Flow with the life  Flow in the wave Dancing to the shell-songs, She take rainbow in one hand  And the other hand raved. Love  A