After the tasteless posts of last month, this month I want to just breathe a bit, by being a bit wicked. Don’t take them personally; nothing is applicable to everyone in this world. World is blending of different type of persons- good and bad.
It’s been so many centuries we Indian women have been accepting the immature ways of our men, hoping them to grow up and act like adults, like we do. We accept that they are made of flesh and blood and can commit mistakes. They can stalk us, lure us, tempt us, and try to corrupt us- finally if not in all cases, in some cases we have the final say.
But look at them on the other hand, for ages they have been whining that we corrupt them, seduce, them… as if we are the final decision makers! Ha!
They loved to chop off our hairs, make us wear white; eat once a day so we should not tempt them after our only husband was dead!
Now if we chop our hair at our own free will they say we are trying to tempt them by pretending to be younger than our age.
They used to reject us in our youth on hundred and one pretexts so they could marry us after their first lovely wife died after leaving dozen children. Now when we reject them after listening to their lists of demands they grumble that we are inviting trouble… you know what they mean by trouble…
It’s high time they should be changing their ways, or else soon they will find that we have relocated and they are living with each other
A really wicked soul