A Love-ly challenge
April 26, 2008 at 1:18 am | In Lowe, opinion | 11 Comments
Maybe it’s the stress hormones because of exams, but everyone around me is falling in love. And what love it is! While trying to gulp down sociological concepts in the library the other day, I couldn’t help being distracted by the lovey-doveys sitting next to me, in front of me and everywhere else around me. So while my views on ethnocentrism are heavily splattered with the kisses that the girl sitting next to me received on her hair, cheeks, neck and where-nots, my take on Functionalist aspects of Racial Prejudice are convoluted with the too comforting back rubs that the guy sitting in front of me was enjoying. So I am only hoping that my sociology paper, which is going to be filled with flirtatious theories manages to catch my professor’s attention and helps me get some marks on Monday.
I often find myself in situations where I am thought less worldly-wise because I am not into mushy love. Honestly, I have no problems with people “expressing” love, however they want. It’s just not my thing. I only feel that pillow talk should be kept to pillows, that’s all.
Battle of the Sexes
April 10, 2008 at 2:41 am | In men, opinion | 13 CommentsI’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.
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