Monday, May 14, 2012

What does a woman look for in a man?


what does a woman look for in a man? Before even you hit the enter button, Google comes out with a lot of options which read like chapters from a essay book which one used to refers to in high schools. Seriously! How can you generalize the taste and temperament of so many minds and come up with a solution?                                                                      
i don't quite really agree.                                                                   
Well before i sound like a desperate girl who browses through internt scoops to get a man. Please no.                                                                                                                        
This blog is result of a conversation with someone on what attracted her to a particular man in spite of the conventional yardsticks going against him.
My trysts with men(more so boys) weren't that impressive. I dont know how and when i turned into this “MAN -(ha)eater panther!
Maybe because of the bullies of my class .I created this hideous mail id -sweeto.hateguys..... which i still use as a memoir-a proof of my once crazy self.
People still perceive me to be a man-hater. I wont blame them for that. Our patriarchal mindset calls it feminism whenever a woman proclaim her basic right to be treated as a human being not a doormat or an object of lust.
I am straying from what i intended to write(i guess i am getting into my character).
What a women wants in man? Excuse me no snobbery here. The cliche -”tall dark handsome moneyed” should be thrown out of the window. Yes i am not being hypocrite when i say i can fall in love with a man who doesn't possess the conventional good looks or doesn't assure of immediate financial security. I believe i can be successful enough to fulfill my aspirations rather than hanging up to someone’s shoulders to fulfill the same.
Strong arms? not even that. A man trying to protect me can be a real turn off. I would( can!) never slim down to an extent where i would be a fragile doll wanting to rest in strong muscled arms. Seriously what are pepper sprays there for!!
Chivalry? Please a big no if you are trying to impress an independent self made woman. Holding the doors open for me makes me feel like a paralyzed corpse who cannot do it of  its own. Do not offer to help unless you are asked for.
Personal hygiene? yawn i don't care. Most woman wont judge for a man for that as long as you don't meet them along with smelly socks for faint inducing body odour. You are free to live your life as a rat in your own space.
Loyalty as well as space. While a woman would want a commitment but please not any cheesy”till death would do us apart” thingy. A practical and mature man who would want to be together as long as the relationship stays healthy and good. Once the compatibility issue comes up and the relationship turns into a dog-cat one, instead of working on it to get it improved, people who cling to it for the sake of clinging to it are real A**.
Recently someone asked who would i prefer of the characters Raj and Suri in the ultra cheesy movie Rab ne bana di jodi. My immediate answer was of course the suri guy. He may stand out as a simple geeky stupid guy but what was commendable about him was his honesty, There lies the crux you may be a little less on the intelligent quotient, but you should be absolutely honest and genuine. (BTW i would really like to meet someone who’s(or claims to) absolutely intelligent! )
Another thing- whats with this word maturity! pet word of most of them.
Would you like a guy who dresses talks and behaves like a poker faced serious guy? what a spoil sport! What are our elder brothers and father for!(btw i am lucky enough to have a uber cool father and brothers) Someone who’s light and talks about things you could relate  to is what most woman would like in a guy. Talking about some tulip revolution or some isms which goes right above your head makes a woman feel stupid. Never do that.
Having rambled a lot I guess whatever left should be for the guy to do his homework and find out for himself!!!!!


Thursday, May 10, 2012

sometimes here sometimes there....



Sometimes here and sometimes there
i ask myself who i do i belong
the obdurate me doesn't answer back..
the moral me frowns...
the feminist me reverts that i am complete by myself..
but the real me winks...
thus starting the vicious circle again
sometimes here..
sometimes there.......

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Regrets......

Hyuk, hyuk, a year comes to an end. What a year it was! I have finally completed a whole Georgian year in an alien land (read: hostel) . While I do miss the comforts of my dear home, yet I am glad to have been here for it has taught me the valuable lessons of my life(CLICHÉ!). It helped me emerge as a frank and laidback person who’s learnt to take life as it comes , preferably at a steady pace, no running around bushes frantically because life is too short not to stop and smell the roses. The bad loser i am, I can never let a year pass without too much of brooding over many instances of ‘split milk’ , ‘lost chances’ ,and ‘missed opportunities’. (excuse my idiosyncrasies).
As I write this, I can’t help but mentally stack a pile of regrettable stuffs I did and the losses I incurred in the year. (I don’t know why this one’s the first) Loss of conviction and belief in bollywood ever since I watched the uber-hit “BODYGUARD”. I hate it with a vengeance and this holy hatred I would carry to my grave. A real stupid and cheesy movie!
This one’s I really regret. Lost sight of the weight loss spree that I had picked up last year. Thanks to the generous helpings of oil and potatoes in my mess, a single meal a day can compensate for all the carbs that one carefully guarded against by skipping all other meals in the day.
It’s one thing to go overboard with enthusiasm while flaunting my feminist views , it’s another thing to start supporting opportunistic bitches and almost-whores who change guys at drop of hat. This one I really lament!
This lazy tsarina woefully regrets for the lost ties and bonds with dear friends. This happened because my bones were too lazy to reply to messages or too much of penny-pinching to make a call!
I would want to strangle myself when I recall those instances when I was purposively fooled and foxed by so-called friends. I have learnt my lesson. Come on witches! I am ready to take bang-on you.
Finally, as the year gets under way, let’s fasten our seatbelts and get ready to herald a new beginning with new challenges……