Quarter Past Seven

I’ve recently spent a lot of time with a friend who is an ultimate male-basher. While yammering her complains about their competitive nature, she maintains that it is unhealthy for girls to be around them. Their want to be babied by women around them is unnatural and unnecessary, she feels. So, talking to her yesterday, when I told her I’d rather be competitive openly like guys than covertly use bitching and gossiping as my weapons like girls, she was taken aback.

“But girls are not like that!”, she said.

I laughed.

I grew up with two brothers, and they are my best friends. I played with their friends in the evening and ate lunch with them in school. We fought and patched up. When I go back home, they proudly escort me whenever I go out somewhere. They help me out with studies when I am stuck and refuse to eat when I cook. In school, I had my own group of girl-friends , but they all pretty much thought like me. Also, being a nerd stopped me from falling into the vicious gossip cycle among them.

Finally, when I went away from home, I got to meet and share rooms with other girls. This taught me a lot about the other half of the world. I have realized that women have extra-exaggerated emotion hormone glands. Every behavior of their friends, other people, people they don’t know, men, and non living things passes from under our critical eyes. If there is competition among two girls, it is not dealt with in a there-and-then fashion. It needs to wait. Some plans need to be made, some history dug out, manipulated and then presented to the rest in the most humiliating manner there can be. And this is universal. It does not matter which part of the world you are living in. Treachery runs in the female blood.

No, I am not siding with guys here. I am happy to be a female. Just that I can’t bring myself to be a part of the feminist propaganda. Come on, accept the differences. It’s because we are different that we are complimentary. I want my friend to imagine a world where men were like women. How long do you think mankind would last?

All my male bashing women friends out there, don’t think of yourselves as weak, but at least give men a chance. Accept it or not, half(actually a little more than that) of the world is them. Like them, or hate them, but there is no living without them.