Apr 25, 2013
World is feminist
Disclaimer: I am fully aware that most of the readers (if I
have any) are of the female variety of Homo-sapiens. I have an idea of the
amount of “posterior-kicking” I’m going to get. I know many people will get
offended, most will curse (I encourage) and some will just ignore calling me
ill-informed brat. Anyway I had to vent my feelings somehow.
So, I was travelling back from office in a bus with a friend
and let me add that the day was women’s day. Sorry, God forgive me it was
‘International’ women’s day. She was going off about all the things that
happened in office. First, a flower wishing happy women’s day, then another flower
at the desk, then countless mails, and then cakes, and then I stopped paying
attention. I started thinking about it and realised how unfair the world has
been to us guys. It really hurts you know!! So bear with me while I whine like
a girl- about girls. Like a true girl, tee-hee.
So the next day I went expectantly, but nothing
‘traditional’ in sight. I enter the lift. There she was, a sweet lady, a
generous lady I’d rather say, with neck line running so deep that when she
moved forward to get out of the lift, with proper lighting I could’ve seen her…
uh.. What is it called?… belly button. I was disturbed the whole day and I saw
only one lady with sari (who was way more generous than others). It’s not their
fault really you know, the mail never said what tradition to follow.
Well, that’s okay, I don’t have any complains about their
liberality *wink wink*. My complaint is that we don’t have a day. Forget
“International”, we don’t even get a “Local Men’s day”. Damn it, we don’t even
have “Men’s half-day”. While mother’s day is very popular, with even TV
channels and newspapers wishing all the mothers, Father’s day is reminded to us
by some odd posts on Facebook.
Next, the clothing that affected me that day. You have
myriad of dress varieties. All we have is shirt-pant or jeans-Tee. Okay, there are
maybe others like sherwani or suits but I’m talking about normal, everyday,
comfy dresses. There’s also lack of designs. We just can’t wear those bright
shades, beautiful flowers, chirpy birds, rainbows or anything with more than 3
colours within a square-foot. And the worst part is… you girls can wear all
that we can! And vice-versa looks terrible, I’ve tried.
Even divorce is in women’s favour (Kim Kadarshian?). In a
divorce the woman gets half of his money, aaand ALL the kids. All the guy is
left with is the half-property (bad-half), a broken, miserable life, no kids
and still have to pay for their education. Does this apply to Indians too or am
I too influenced by the western life. Anyway, I know men will agree.
JEE application was 1000 when I bought it, and it was 500
for girls and the disabled. Come on girls, how dare they associate you with the
disabled. Same is for Anna University applications. GATE exam fee is Rs.1200
for men and guess what for girls? That’s right. One big Diddly Squat. But there
is no such thing as free meals sir. A guy is essentially paying for a girl. I
don’t know about other fees but you get my point.
Women get special seats in buses and special car in trains.
Now again it hurts me how we are likening our female counterparts with
physically disabled who also get special seats and special cars in train. And
if they exhaust their seats they are always welcome to come and occupy our
seats. It’s not like we are going to complain or give them dirty looks, calling
them insensitive, impolite or anything. I have been asked to get up from
ladies’ seat plenty of times by women who, after two minutes, would get down at
the next stop. It’s always right to stand up for your right (to sit down),
right? Men would ever ask a woman to get up from men’s seat. Bunch of sissies!
I’ll personally give up my seat any time, not because of
their gender, I just like standing in bus. Because, well, standing is good for
health. Yes, it’s selfish but you see, people who sit more than 6 hours a day
have increased risk of heart attack (even if you work out). It’s all part of my
evil plan when I let them sit *Muhuhahaha*. But I won’t tell them this. Then
they’ll all be standing and nobody sitting. Last thing I want is an old fat
woman yelling at me “Sit down! This is women’s standing spot”.
Nobody gives a lift to a stranded man. No need for explanation. He probably deserved it.
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