Of hims and hers and thems

Thank God for women.


In a mad mad day which is a Friday, it is better if you are surrounded by women.


Women are born perfectionists. We think that it is our duty to make sure that everything goes well. We agonize over what we tell men and other women long after they have forgotten them. We hate raised vocies, unless that of mirth and merry making.


Its much more easier to travel with women. You dont have to go knocking to one door after another in the morning for toothpaste. You can giggle over chocolates and express your love for MLTR.


You can hug them tight when you see them after sometime, and nobody is going to snigger ( except may be brain dead men).


Should I thank God for men?


They are so thick skinned, that a banged down phone, a failure to turn up to meet them - well, not in that case - or giving importance to work doesnot worry them. Maddeningly, most of the avenues which you use to express anger goes un noticed.


Thankfully, most of the avenues which you use to express anger goes un noticed.


May be I should just thank God for friends.


They are the first to tell you to get out of a toxic relationship - be it family, boyfriends, crushes or colleagues.


They are the first to notice that you dont eat right, that you have something good going on, that you need a hug, that you need a reality kick ( and deliver it).


They are the ones who can be shameslessly curious about your crushes, love mishaps and everything.

They are gloriously selfish about you and your well being.


They keep your memory sticks, cable connectors and camera covers safe, and return it on time.


They are the ones who can walk in and out of your life - and you let them.


Yeah, I'm just glad for my friends.