Wonder Creation

There is always a reason to write. A mail from one of my friend kindled me to write this one. So, if you have to say something it goes to the friend (I mean the blame because the credit obviously comes to me :P). It was around 10 last night, I entered in my diary that when I get the words I would do this. Now, it is 5 in the morning, I am sitting in a bus terminus and doing this. It might sound like I am bored and that is why I am doing this, but, I would deny it. I have been seeing(oops, that is not the right word) people around. Obviously, my first choice would be girls. But, may be it is that mail, I am looking at other women too. I could hear a woman calling out for 'Sheela', probably her grand-daughter. I have seen now and a lot of times before, women playing with their kids. When they are with their kids, they forget most of the things. They understand their kid's needs more than anyone and that matter of fact amazes me every time I feel that.

I hope you aren't wondering what I am talking about. Yes, this is about the most wonder creation(I know I made a mistake in saying wonder instead of wonderful, but, there is a reason. Because we no more realize the tight meaning of wonderful) 'Women'.

Usually we are being described as "boys are always boys", so, let me start with it. There have been numerous times when women has brought smiles to us, or raised our eyebrows (I don't get anymore, therefore ->), etc...

Women love to be loved, love to be taken care of, and of course they love to reciprocate that. But, one thing which I got in my mind now, is that they love to hear good about them (may be like this one). Yes, coming back to what I was saying they reciprocate everything but this. Not that, I want them to talk good about men(we aren't crazy about it like you do :P), but, I hardly or may be never heard men being described or talked about (expect for in a few Ajith movies). Oops, I think I am diverting from the topic.


Generally, women face a lot of challenges from their childhood. This is what amazes me as how they overcome everything and stand tall. We all know most of the social problems which they face like eve teasing, sexual harassment, killing at birth, etc.. I also wanted to mention a few more minor, but, really important issues.
My grandfather used to ask a question as to why girls need education. There was no one who gave a reason to him and that is the reason my mom struggles to sign her name every time she has too. There are girls who get married as soon as they finish their education. They are never allowed to live a life of their own. We would have had fun watching Vadivelu or anyone else beating their wife after getting drunk, but, in reality, it is the worst scene and nobody with a heart would do that. And one more issue is the dowry, the worst thing here is that people don't realize it, they just let it go. I've mentioned only a few, and there are numerous challenges facing women. The toughest thing is that they can't even tell their problems to others.


I forgot the reason why I started this, the mail I got was a true and honest request from girls. I don't like ctrl+C, ctrl+V. So, I just wanted to mention some of them in my own words.
What does a girl need in a relationship? It is really simple, she wants to be loved.
I just want to ask all of us to respect her for what she is, treat her as a friend, give her all the liberty you would give a friend, fight with her as you do with your sister, give her support when ever she needs it.

I am not sure if I mentioned whatever I wanted to, but, I think I did try and I should better close this. I did this not to attract or to sound good for anybody in particular(but, if you do, you can approach me :P), but, I am doing this because I felt so.

There is one more thing I want to say, this time, it is from all of you reading(I hope there are some reading this). Below is a link and it is called 'comments'. Do care to click on it and mention a few words. For a person who loves writing or in my case who started loving, the words in that link would mean a lot. Whether you liked it or not, I just want to know. Thank you for your time.

A Walk To Remember

Somebody is dying to read my blog, he has been asking me about this the moment I told him. But, I want this to be read when I post it. Sorry yaar, I couldn't tell you this.

Go ahead and read it you'll know.




I was walking down the road as usual from my friend's place. It was a little late in the evening and therefore, there was little action on the road. The streets were almost deserted. So,I started singing one of my favorite number. I could see a 'panipuri' shop getting closed, a couple were walking hand in hand. Yes, I too wanted to walk that, but, I know I couldn't. I hardly know any girls and therefore, it is almost impossible at least for now. I was crossing the road and was taken aback due to a bike. After cursing(of course, in my breath) him I crossed the road.

I knew there would be dogs on the road and I hoped that I can walk past them as usual, but, did have my fear as usual. It was at that time I heard a dog barking and I sensed that the sound was from behind. Before I realized it crashed on me. Well,I thought it was the dog, but, thank God no. It was a girl who was breathing heavily. I don't know what the dog saw in me, but, it was for good, it barked for a while, stopped and then turned back(it made the girl believe in me). My heart which was beating fast calmed down a little. Then, I saw this girl panic stricken. She was wearing a red top and a blue jean. I don't know how I got the courage I held her hand and asked her to calm down. I think she was about to cry, but, she managed to hold back her tears. Her frightened eyes were glowing in the round face, she had a sharp nose and her hair neatly combed and held by a pink rubber band. After a while she looked better. When she got relaxed, she spoke to me. Her voice was feeble which showed that she is yet to become normal. After a struggle, she asked me if I can walk her home to which I accepted. So, we started walking on her direction. All the time, our hands were together. Both of us, didn't realize it. I tried to talk, but, as usual I was thinking, I felt that she was not in a mood to speak. So, I continued to keep mum. I could then see her terror stricken eyes turning to be innocent when for a split second she turned to face me. We arrived at her house. Her mom was sitting in the lawn, may be, waiting for her daughter. At last, the girl's hand took leave off my hand and she sprinted towards her mom. she hugged her very tight and I think her eyes got wet(girls are crazy). It was after a moment she realized that I was still there. she turned to her mom and spoke to her something every fast. Both of them came to me to thank. I walked back to my Pg.

The next morning, I was scolding myself for not even asking her name. When I went past her house, I tried to glance at it, I couldn't see her. I walked a few more steps and then, saw her waiting in her school uniform. She waved her hand with a broad smile in her face and I returned back.