LIFE, THY NAME IS WOMAN!

Yesterday, I went to 'Health and Glow' to pick up a nail polish remover. And then, I thought about how unfair it really was.... I mean, does a man get his eyebrows and mouschie plucked? Does a man have to get waxed? Bother about split ends? Bother about feet that look like they belong rightfully to a reptile? We suckers would love them ANYWAY!!!!

S, the flying man, once told me that it never ceased to amaze him the stuff his sister did to herself. “Like what,” I asked. “Oh I don’t know what she does. But she sometimes spends a whole day in a parlour!! Do you do that too?”

“Well, not a whole day….”

“Bbut why bother," says he. "We men are not as superficial as you women seem to imagine. I mean, I don’t think I’d even notice if a girl was clean shaven or waxed or not.”

J, who was part of the conversation butted in at this point. “Yeah right, ”she said. “But you would never get ATTRACTED to a hairy woman, I bet.”

S, in his Forrest Gump manner considered this for a very long while before he said, “Yeah, probably not.”

Hmpf! So much for depth.

But then again, I don’t know if it’s the thought of men that makes women do the things they do. …I mean, I don’t think the presence or absence of a man makes the least bit of difference…. I think women are more eager to look good around other women than around men. How else would you explain the fact that girls in girl schools are so much more anxious about their appearance than girls in co-eds? And, I am quite sure it has nothing to do with women adopting the ‘male gaze’ among themselves.

I think it’s a kind of…self… I donno…self thing, you know? I mean, even if there were nobody else in the world but me, I’d feel terrible if I woke up to find myself hairy, with dry hair and scaly feet, and unclipped nails. Even if NOBODY else looked at me, even if there were no mirrors around, I’d feel horrible if I saw that my hands and legs were hairy…eeeks...*shivers in horror*

But boy, oh boy, being a woman is so much more exciting. So much more…more....more....sensual!! I’d hate to have been born as a man in any generation. I think men always live only a half-life, unless they are as warped as Howard Hughes. Or are gay. Or have some other debilitating disorder.

Pants. Pants. Jeans. Pants. Jeans. Shorts. Three fourths. Pants. See what I mean??

Of course, Indian men have stuff like jubbas and lungis and dhotis but naturally not many urban men would choose to be caught dead in that. Oh oh. Something just occurred to me. What if I have a boy baby after I get pregnant after I get married after I find the boy to get married to??:-O

Methinks, I'll put it up for adoption :-O But I know that's not a very nice thing to do Hmmm...maybe I can ask the nurse to discreetly steal somebody else's girl child!!!! But what if that mother has the same views as me on the issue?? Still not a very nice thing to do.Hmmm...maybe,I'll keep the boy and adopt a gal :) And dress her up in adorable spaghetti straps and halter necks.

My aunt adopted a baby girl and she always walks around in bikinis!! Or atleast she did, two years ago when she was one...Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.......!!!! *drool at memories*

FYI, that's the kinda clothes that come out for baby girls these days. I know cos I always check out their clothes. Strappy, chic, and awwwwwww so cute. Boys naturally wear only nappies. I think marketers KNOW that no mother would wanna dress up a boy-creature anyways. Apart from the fact that they dont LOOK very nice, there's something very putting off about boy babies!

Am so glad I was born a girl baby. Am SO glad am a woman! YAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. Happy women's day, girlies!!