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Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Understanding women

I for long wanted to write on intricate nature fairer sex.  But the limitation of a man in unfurling the complex layers of women psychology and the sheer magnanimity of the canvas has always restricted me from doing so. Beside I really was afraid of my male ego overtaking me from portraying an unbiased view of how women might think. I found it most difficult for two reasons. Firstly, I didn’t know what aspect I will write on – women’s thought process, their nature or their wishes - for there is so much to write on. Secondly, I know for sure whatever I will write, will never be conclusive and this thought will never let me finish writing it.

Nevertheless, my knack for keeping a low profile affair with social blogging has given me this liberty to excuse myself for not doing justice to something quite profound. And taking a cue and courage from this fact I am trying to jot down my observations, readings, experiences, feelings and memories which are intertwined in my heart and mind over year’s interaction with women in many forms.

Long ago I have read an interesting piece on dilemma of a woman about something. To my amazement it turn out that it was written by a man in first person narrative which never let a reader feel that the writer, being a man, is biased in his views. While writing this post, I decided to write it in a first person narrative than presenting a third person view to be able to feel free to say what I had to say by putting me in narrator’s shoe. Here it goes! 
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I am a woman and I have to say something to you guys who claim that we are difficult to understand and please. My views may not be a universal truth but this is generally the case baring a few exceptions.

Are we really so complex to understand? Yes and No. Our mood may be swinging swiftly at times but we are not very tough to please. We are understandable – some easily, some with a little patience. But the point is we want to be understood. Even though we know men will never understand us. While we are easy to upset, we are easy to cheer as well. We like expensive gift but we will cherish every little gifts guys give us on small occasions. We will fancy costly champagne on a 5 star but will even love a tea/coffee in rain with you.   

We love surprises. Though never give us a hint about it. If you have to surprise us do it quietly for we like it but can’t wait for it if we get a clue. We may be more intellectual and intelligent than the men we like/love, but we will still be submissive to him for we can let go our ego while men can’t. We will laugh at silliest jokes and ignore the sarcasm men throw at times. We pamper your ego because we think of you as part of us. We accept your shortcoming and ignore stupid acts you guys do at time.

If one thing you know about us, it has to be – we love shopping. This is one point where we are very predictable. But you forget the fact that we are like this universally. I know it gets quite demanding for you guys to company us in malls but imagine the long hours we wait for you when you stay late in office or hanging out with your bunch of friends in a club. At least you can be a little appreciative by showing some patience while we shop if you can’t show any enthusiasm.

Yes, we do overthink things most of the times. But that’s only because we are careful in our acts and we think of consequences as well. And we do get annoyed if you keep on doing or saying something we don’t like. Yes, we do get critical and complaining but we expect you to take responsibility and accountability at times. Do not fight back each time.

If you take care of little things it means a lot to us. We will remember what you said on an occasion but we also remember what you said when you were angry. Be careful because we may bring that when you have least expected for we remember what we had to or want to. Say things only if you mean them for we hate liars. We will try to understand and may accept you as well with your shortcomings if you are honest with us. Don’t over promise to us or pretend to be someone who you are not. Just be yourselves.

Do not try to change us just because we do that to you guys before marriage. We do that so we can better adjust with you and make you sensitive about few things in life which are beyond the realm of your bachelor life. You do feel proud when people compliment you for us, but you start getting possessive when people compliment us. You feel great when your home look clean and presentable but you have your own reservations when we ask you to change your habits.

We don’t like desperate men – who call/text us every now and then. We like men who have got their acts together. We want you to be smart and intellectual. We want you to have your own identity so that we feel protected and secured with you. We don’t like short tempered guys who are over possessives.

We like to talk- a lot! But that doesn’t mean you should give your advice on every little thing. We like to be heard. You are free to give your opinion but please don’t insists us to do or react the way you guys use to.

Just like guys we get depressed too. And we want you to be there and be supportive. We search comfort in your humorous talk and your arms but arrogance turn us off. We like a little teasing and flirting if you are at ease with you. But don’t overdo it specially to show off in front of others.  

Lastly, we like to be cared and handled in a gracious way. However strong or dominating we may appear or pretend, deep down inside we need a person to trust and fall back on.

So guys, we are slight difficult to understand but not impossible.  
Cheers!

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PS: In case you are wondering, I am not gay J

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Restless feeling !

Restless feeling! what are you?
unspoken wish or desire suppressed
a dream unshaped or hope not met

Confused I am, a string attached?
is it the reason or conflicts there are
difficult to understand, whatever it is

Thoughts abound, though tough to utter
heart stirred deep, but yet unfurled
like a pebble just thrown, in water still

Restless feeling! what are you?
how to bury the intruder unknown
show a way out, or reveal yourself.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

मैंने कहा शब्द से

मैंने कहा शब्द से -
शुक्रगुजार हु मैं तेरा ऐ दोस्त, क्योंकि तुम 
कभी अभिलाषा को अभिव्यक्ति की उड़ान देते हो
कभी अनुभव, तो कभी अहसास को पहचान देते हो
कभी पथिक को राह, खामोशियो को आयाम देते हो 
कभी कडवाहट की धुप, तो कभी मित्रता की छाँव देते हो | 

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Sleepless at 19000 ft.

Life sometimes takes a sudden turn when you least expect it. From the onset, when you look at it as an observer, a strange feeling engulfs you.
This was probably my longest air journey so far. I had to take flight from Singapore to Bangkok and then connecting flight to Bangalore. My stopover of about 4 hours didn't leave me an option to see the city and hence I decided to pass the time in airport lounges. Last minute packing and the previous night gathering with friend had left me sleep deprived already. But when I reached Suvarnabhumi airport and had a cursory glance on few of the lounges, I found the ambience quite dull. Changed my plan and decided to window shop at airport duty free shops. At least that would keep me awake. To my surprise the newly built airport had plenty to keep me busy for next 4 hours.
When my flight boarded from Bangkok for Bangalore, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. An array of different scenes flashed through my closed eyes. I changed the audio channel, and rested on the one playing a soothing instrumental music. As I closed my eyes in the shelter of music, random scenes started flashing again. For a moment I tried running after those scenes which were a collection of known faces and past events. I breathed deeply and tried to capture those flashing visuals in captions.  Soon thereafter I could clearly figure out those visuals were nothing but a fast forward of my own life and its experience. Somewhat similar to a trailer from movie DhobyGhat.  
I could see these captions along with faces and events. It was difficult as they were fast and random but there were few repeating ones - career, family, friends, love, relationships and their form - in past and now, celebrations, partying-away, smiling and worried faces, words, faces showing feelings and expressions and the change in people and in particular myself. I took a mental note of those visuals on my flight TG305 to Bangalore - 19000 ft above ground and here am I putting it on writing.
While I was pondering over these thoughts, I realized that there is no fun without your loved once irrespective of wherever you go. Happiness is in sharing. At this point I thought of meeting friends in next week and family thereafter. A sense of excitement took over me. I instantly got filled with joy by the sheer thought of meeting close ones.
A week in Bangalore was expected to be exciting and fun filled - meeting friends, re-leaving good times and full of laughter. For the most part it turned different - there were surprise, bitter and cold, waiting. Rather than a time to cherish the last few days it became a difficult parting time. A few relations went south; gave me a hint that I was not invited at this phase of their lives. Priorities in lives were changed and so were friends. Even a last attempt to say goodbye was not entertained. This was also the time which forced me to see friendship and relationship in a different light. I got to know that our expectation from relationship is our biggest disappointer. I think I am learning the hard way. 

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Because.... he loved

Being loved by someone makes you feel special.....while loving someone deeply gives you courage. Courage to stand against all odds....to sacrifice... to love selflessly, and not to complain loosing it, no matter how desperately you want it back.
This is what Aayush was trying to tell himself while still struggling to catch sleep after a tiring day at office. He thought - why he simply can’t rub off all the memories like equations in school board. Why these unsolved questions of life hurt more than teacher’s punishment. And why he can’t forget this as a bad chapter he could not understood. Go to sleep buddy, you have office in the morning. But he lost in memory lane again.
                                        After passing out from engineering college, Aayush got himself totally engrossed in the new job. His life was mechanical; slog in office till late, come back home at night, check mail and sleep – same routine life everyday. He has minimum social interaction now. When friends complain, he would say sorry and hang up. Mom will call sometime and ask about how he is and whether he is eating well or not. Over several weeks he has lost sleep and was having irregular diet. It was when his colleagues started asking if he is not well he realized that he was getting dark circles.
                      Everyday night, waiting for the sleep goddess, he thinks of college days and tries to delete few sad memories. But tonight, her call after a long time made him restless. He couldn’t sleep at all. Memories of his last day of college came alive. He still remembers when he had asked Ruchi to meet him at college canteen. His batch was celebrating their last lunch and gossip session of college life. While girls were busy filling book, boys were writing (and few colouring) on each other’s shirt. Finally he waved past them and ran out of canteen to meet Ruchi who had just reached there.
                               He was surprised that Ruchi was wearing suit that day. He always liked her in traditional Indian formals while she liked casual attires. He smiled as he knew it was one last favour and sped up to catch up with her as they move towards bakery. Aayush had to always order ice-creams as Ruchi wanted to have more than one flavour. Though he was not an ice-cream fan, but knowing that she would anyway snatch his also, he happily orders one of her favourite. Today, surprisingly she didn’t order anything and asked Aayush to decide. Aayush ordered one big Sunday with three different flavour and two spoons. They sat down and looked around. It was weird that they couldn’t start a conversation for initial few mins and were just blankly staring the table. Aayush desperately wanted her to say something today he thought ‘common please speak up’. Ruchi looked up in and pushed the ice-cream towards him.
                                                                                                                               Aayush had already tried to convince her many times. Aayush had decided to not to bring the topic again and was trying to be at his humours best, especially after seeing her sad mood. Suddenly, he saw tears rolling down her eyes. At first he tried to avoid them but she wouldn’t stop. She was not even crying but tears wouldn’t simply stop. Aayush tried to console her but broke out himself after few minutes. Aayush knew she wanted to say a lot of thing but she won’t. The talkative Auyush himself wasn’table to utter a single word. They were all tears and holding each other’s hand for next few mins. It was one of those moments when they both were silent yet talking, through their weeping eyes.

Thursday, April 01, 2010

First summer rain

Seeing the pleasant whether outside I couldn’t deny the possibility of an early rain. I decided to leave office a bit early. Just when I was walking out of security gate, few tiny water drops fell on my cheek. I looked up towards the sky and found dark clouds hovering over. Few more steps and it stared drizzling. I thought, I could be safe only when I board the bus as it would be the air conditioned and hence completely glass shielded. I started running towards the bus stop to catch my bus. Suddenly, a pleasant aroma stuck my nostril and I stopped running. I stood there to recollect this familiar odour and didn’t took me long to recollect that it was the odour of thirsty soil after first few drops of summer rain. I looked around and found people running towards bus stop to get shelter. However, I could walk only in slow motion, mesmerized by that aroma and changing colour of soil as drops grew heavier.


I boarded the bus and hooked from the window seat to watch the probable rain and changing nature closely. Staring outside from that glass window I felt closer to the nature for the first time in this city full of pollution and traffic jams now. My otherwise volatile thoughts evaporated. All I could see was rain, clouds, wet roads and happy people. And the thought became subtle - with idea of getting wet in rain and then spending the evening with someone close.

Below are the thoughts I was sharing the window seat with, on that amazing experience of witnessing first drizzling in summer. Please excuse me for my rhyming :-) I am not good at it.



Oh, drops of first summer rain!
Pleasant aroma of drenched soil
there is eavesdropping on glass window
and music is striking chord within my soul

Oh, drops of first summer rain!
It couldn’t have been a better soothing effect
Dancing tree are expressing their gratitude
and sun is peaking from dark clouds once again

Oh, drops of first summer rain!
You felt like melted crystal from heaven
Is it God’s way of purifying our heart
Or washing away grief and sin.

Oh, drops of first summer rain!
Please become mightier and come again! 

Though, drops didn’t grow heavier and it only drizzled, this first sight of rain in summer was enough to cheer up everyone. The rain also inspired me to have forgiveness and to see life in a new and fresh perspective.