I know many of the few readers of my blog are pissed off with the mistake series..but guys this is the last one…seriously. The first mistake was done by my parents, the next one by me so now I had to find someone else to blame it on. None else other than The Almighty. ahem ahem…Please forgive me Lord this mistake is on you. The sweetest mistake is God creating me as a Boy. Come on guys now don’t start imagining stuff. This blog is just for fun purpose and does not intend any hidden intentions or motives and is not judgemental. Now being done with the disclaimers, lets start the stuff.
Why I feel being born as a boy is a mistake. The first words about me in some hospital in Chennai “Congrats…You have got a baby boy” would have had my parents celebrating but may have left me cursing God for giving me a ***** . Fine the thought process behind this blog. It’s not because the number of scraps if your gender is F in Orkut touches four figures(or even more) and it’s not because you get a lot of gifts in Farmville if your gender is F. It’s this incident that happened when I went around clicking some pics in my office campus and the security was like as if am Kasab’s successor shouted and showed the sign showing Photography prohibited. I was like little embarrassed and while walking back saw the same security guard taking some pics for a girl!!
Girls, the so-called fairer sex gets advantage in everything. Right from reservation in Parliaments to the seating in a bus. Everywhere they get extra benefits I don’t know why. Well I will take few examples and illustrate my point:
Example: 1: Guy learns to drive a car, stops in the red lights of the traffic. Couldn’t start off once the lights are green. Everyone on the road starts shouting. You could get to hear new swearing words. Some even try to feel your shirt collars. BUT if it was a girl she gets free learning classes and guys even push the car to help her. grrrr…
Example:2: Guy enters a pub. Bouncers charge him more saying Stags separate charge. Girls get to enter free and they even get free drinks!
Example:3: Huge queue for security check in at the airport. Guys need to stand in the queue even if his flight is 5 min from take off. Girls get to have a separate empty queue even if their flight is hours away from take off.
(You guys should check that I have quoted only 3 examples…relating with the 3rd mistake ;))
Well the list of examples is never-ending. The moral remains the same.
How many times have you seen people (including Men and Women) helping a Man in some situation?
How many times have you seen men seated in Ladies’ seats in a public transport?
How many times have you seen men sitting at home and women working their ass off?
Well guys, I am sorry lets face it we are the poor souls. We have to fight hard in this unfair world. We don’t have much option. We cannot act dumb and still end up being called as cute. We cannot be puny and be called as size zero. We cannot be fat and be called as chubbyyyy. We cannot like bright colors without the risk of being called as Gay. We cannot start a fight and end up getting convinced by the other party. We cannot sound sexy by misspelling words like so sweet (choo shweet). We cannot be attractive by driving without sense of direction.
Lets have a look from the other side. Imagine we (Guys) do not have what we have and we have what we do not have. The world opens up. I can start a “natak” if a guy pops up the “question” and say I never thought you will do this. (Guys can never do that). I can waste all my teens and end up selecting someone from a group of NRI’s to spend the rest of my life. I can opt to sit at home and spend the entire money earned by the He of the family. I can pass on all my work to some jackass by just saying a plissshhhh. I can have hours and hours of conversation with just a missed call. I won’t be called crazy if give names to some soft toy.
Whatever at the end of the day I am really glad about this mistake. I am happy I enjoy watching sports. I am happy I need not spend hours and hours of getting ready. I am happy lying down and staring at the roof with absolutely nothing in my mind. I am happy that I can be humorous. I am happy making decisions for myself. I am happy with the burps and beers!
I am happy with this mistake. I am happy being a Guy. The sweetest mistake!
* All characters and incidents in this write-up are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone may or may not be intentional. No offense meant!
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