My Lazy Girl

You will get your light that will eventually make you shine and those little pieces of your soul will come back . Since childhood I was a huge fan of love stories. I used to read romantic novels. I used to believe in magic. I used to watch movies where you can sniff love all around or at least they used to end with a happy note. But then who knew my love story would be as ridiculous as it could be. Well, I know. You need not to make me believe that. Shutup Alan. (Chuckles) I used to believe that I was the Gardner of love. I used to soil it wherever I thought it could grew. But the winds have been so harsh upon me that they always rooted my plants off. Sometimes I wonder how can people be so blessed with love? Like it’s good they are but how? And why always I have to fall for the wrong one? I mean people see each other, get to know each other and they are happily ever after. As simple as breathing. As if you step into a huge store of clothes and at the very first at...

What else do you expect a girl to carry in her bag other than some lipsticks, liners, creams and pads?? Isn’t it OK?? I wouldn’t have written this blog today if I hadn’t encountered a situation which left me agitated and unheard and sad. So I thought why not try changing opinions by my words. Being a girl in India is a challenge in itself. Our fight starts the moment our gender is sonographed and revealed to the family. We are not asked if we want to survive and see this world, rather we are taken as option if our families want us or not. Ever heard a baby boy being aborted regardless of some complications? No right?? Yeah because they are not supposed to! And if you are lucky enough to born and accepted as a girl, then your struggle doesn’t end here. The film is yet to be shown. Things go smooth till we hit our puberty. Every single person who is born, be it a male or a female undergo certain physical mental emotional and Ofcourse hormonal changes in their body, but it’s alw...