Don't always speak your heart out

Sometimes I blame myself for being so straight forward, whatever is in my heart comes right out of my mouth, which has often gotten me into trouble but sadly, I never seem to learn. I have always believed in saying things out front rather than holding it inside. And, now it has come to bite me in my behind. There's so much to share but I guess, I am just not ready right now to pour my feelings here. I will do that one fine day when my mind is actually functioning and when I wouldn't mind writing a page long post. Until then, I will try to keep my thoughts to myself and share them on my blog. Adios! 

A brand new day

 When I woke up this morning, it wasn't with any kind of enthusiasm for the day; the minute I folded my quilt, I wanted to go back to bed. And right when I was about to do that, I remembered I had two issues of 'Bazaar' lying in my bag. Oh! My love for magazines triumphed today and that's what got me started with my day. You know, how there are days when you know exactly what you are going to wear and it only takes a couple of minutes to get dressed. Well, today was one such day for me. I recently got a dress sewed from this skillful tailor in Dharan, who did everything that I asked and the fit is great. It is comfy, the right length and perfect for summer. As I put it on, I knew it was going to me a good day. It's amazing what a cute lil' dress can do to uplift your spirits. I am off for a movie now. Chao! 

On 'Mad Men' of Nepal

This is something that I had written in WAVE long time back


If you are a woman and have watched the show 'Mad Men' you have probably found yourself in a man-hating spree, just like me.  The lying, cheating, chauvinistic men of the series are bound to throw any self-respecting woman into a fit of rage. These men, the big-shots of the advertising world of 1960's America use, abuse and objectify women.  However, there is one consolation- the series is simply a work of fiction though it represents the sub-cultures of the time and most importantly, it is set back decades ago, when the second wave of feminist movement was just beginning to arise.

But it's 2011 now. Three waves of women's liberation movement have come and gone. Women today are entitled to more rights than ever before. Yet, these mad men are still present in our daily lives. Whether it is in the crowded bus with the pervert trying to accidentally brush his private parts against ours or the boob-talker at work who never succeeds to raise his eyes above the chest level while conversing, men today sadly haven't changed much.

I list here some of the types of men that I absolutely despise and talking to my girlfriends and colleagues, they hate them too. It definitely doesn't help that the majority of the men, Nepali men to be more precise fall in one category or the other. Makes me wonder if I am ever going to find my Mr.RIGHT!

1. The DIRTY MENThese are not the 'pervs' but the hygienically dirty men who dig, fart, and scratch without any shame. They are the ones who are comfortable peeing in the middle of the road in broad daylight. They are the ones who keep their nails long; color it red, blue and black and use it as Q-tips to dig the dirt out of their ear/ nose. These are the simply disgusting men who smell bad and lack the most basic of social etiquette. There is nothing that turns off a woman more than these dirty smelling, dirty behaving and simply dirty by nature men.

2. The PERVSThe ass-grabber, the boob-talker, the thigh rubber; all of these perverts fit their way into this category of men that I absolutely hate. These are the men who are sexually aroused even by a slightest brush off against a woman, the desperate who find pleasure in pinching innocent women, the sexually deprived for they resort to the weirdest of measures to fulfill their sexual fantasies, and it kills me to say that these men are everywhere. Not just in the crowded streets of Ason or in a packed movie hall, you will find these men at work and even at schools. Absolutely creepy!!!

3. The ABUSIVECowards as they are, physically and verbally abusing women feeds their ego. The abusive men find pleasure in hurting women. Our society doesn't lack such men. Hurling abusive words at their wives and daughters, raising their hands on them and mentally affecting their well being in the process, these men lack respect for women. To hell with them!

4. The 1920's MENOne of my male classmates once said he would never marry a girl from our class because we were an outspoken bunch. To quote his exact words, " I want someone who will take care of me and my family, not someone who will be out working the whole day," read someone who will do all household chores, serve the family, massage his feet when he is tired and still not complain. He is not the only 'educated' man that I have come across who bears this sentiment. When it is his girlfriends, there is no problem- the hotter, the better.  But mention 'wife' and these men want nothing but a docile maid in return. If she is independent, it becomes a problem, if she earns more than it is a definite no-no and if she doesn't take any bull shit, then she definitely doesn't qualify. These men are still living in the 1920s when women didn't have a say in anything.

5. The CHEATERUnable to keep their pants on for any stretch of time, these men don't know the meaning of commitment. Give them a pair of legs and they are ever so happy. They lie and they cheat and then they boast about it.
I don't hate men and am no virulent feminist who simply hate men for being the other gender. I despise the above types of men because they disgust me. Their lack of respect for women and their hypocritical nature doesn't deserve anything but revulsion for they are the very reasons women still feel unsafe in their own skin. 

It was

A dream, it was
To be together


Wrapped in love
An escape, it was
To be together


Away amidst the crowd
In our own lil' world
With nothing but walls for company

Numero Uno

I was first introduced to the world of blogging by our asst.professor back in school, who encouraged all the students in the class to open blogs. So, my first blog was opened more with the intention of fetching good grades rather than to use this medium to express myself. Assignments were uploaded, occassionaly, I would upload my rants. But, that was it. Blogging to me felt like a tedious work that I had to do in order to compete with fellow students. No wonder, once the class was over, I rarely used my blog. It was ignored and slowly, it died (a lil' dramatic). Then a year ago, when I wasn't having the best of time, I opened another one under a pseudonym. This I did to vent, to pour out my frustration, to share my feelings and to make myself feel better without having to worry about people judging me. I enjoyed it and realized once that phase of 'hating your life' was over, I no more felt like continuing it. So, this is the third blog that I have made and hopefully, I will continue to be in the place that I am now- happy and content throughout the time that I continue blogging here. Cheers!!!