y we ask for reservation?

Elections come with promises...promises give hope...and who else can be more vulnerable to that emotion... women.. . and one promise that tempts any woman is an assured presence in a given situation....bt is it right to ASK for a position??.. especially now when women are considered to be equal to men in many aspects...

The key word is in the phrase though is not equal... it is considered...

it is but an illlusion... an excuse to mask reality... what happens in reality is the knowing exclusion of the feminine gender from any activity that could cause 'inconvinience' to the progestrone nurtured ego of men... Competition is one thing but the deprivation of oppurtunity just because the idea of a girl in a certain situation is deemed inappropriate or much worse irksome, is quite another..

so what do we do to change our current situation? should we change the attitude of men... who have never missed a chance to belittle a woman of calibre or should we make a stand and be 'THE inconvience' they aldready perceive us to be.

we ask for reservation coz...

the laziness of men is not an excuse to deprive a woman of her oppurtunity....

the ego of men is not a tool to toy a woman's emotion with...

the incapability of men should not be hidden behind the veil 'its not for women'.

we ask for reservation not to grab a chunck of the cake, but to get a fair chance to have a bite.

Missin yall

Millions of voices heard… thousands of people met…hundreds of faces remembered… but only a handful valued and cherished… we call em friends… they teach you, they learn from you, they give u wisdom, they talk nonsense, they love you, they fight with you…they are your antithesis and your soul mates….
So much could be said about those wishful companions in the drudgeries of this super- game called life… There is so much fun and excitement out there in the world… some don see it coz they loose touch with those who can show it to them….
I hav a few good ones too… they were the beacon of light in the dark tunnel… I started believing in luck after meeting them.. Coz wen evryone around me were wandering clueless I had people to tolerate me gamely through those critical years, without causing any permanent damage…
The question of how strong our relationship is, is irrelevant… what matters more is the influence each had on the others… each one had something to offer, some indelible impression upon others… I was never guarded while I was around them.. Maybe that’s why I listened and learned from them…..
I had a few unique specimens for friends…
one willingly demonstrates herself as an obstinate bitch while shes actually very fragile and deeply sensitive at heart…
there is another who is actually indifferent towards emotions and is brave at heart but protrays an image of vulnerability and empathy…
there is one who always thinks she knows what she is doing while she actually dosent, she is good at everything she does but is lazy to pursue any of em…
one keeps to herself most of the time but explodes like a bomb when she decides to open up…
one never hesitates to laugh, even at times of adversity….
One who goes on with life as though nothing else happened around her…
one tried her best to be taken seriously, but never achieved the feat…
one could see through everyone's external appearances which brought more misery to her than inconvenience to the others…
One who is the reincarnation of my mother or rather my mother-in-law…
Everyone had their defects… but it was those inadequacies that taught us the importance of each other… a sense of oneness , developed from our shortfalls…
Its been a year almost, since we left our ‘temple of learning’ and went our different ways… I look back and don’t regret a single moment of it…we had wished for a better situation when we were together. But now it seems lik there could hav been nothing better…
We are mature enough to take life head-on… each of us can stand-out in a crowd in our own way… each one is wiser and better equipped with life skills than most…each has the drive and passion to do well in what we want to do…in short none of us ever turned into the girly-girl everyone expected us to do…
That’s why I miss em all the more these days…