Men's Day........

Well well well...........Never heard of it I guess.
Everyone in his/her life has heard about Women's Day and Mother's Day, but how many of you have heard about Father's Day and Men's Day.  I guess no one.

Even I had not heard about it till yesterday. I was sitting at office and was reading some random articles. I saw an article on Women's Day. Lots of celebrities comments and nice words for the womanhood.  And in the midst of all this I started thinking why we celebrate Women's Day and Mother's Day and not Father's Day and Men's Day. I googled Men's Day and Father's Day.

19th of November is considered as International Men's Day and third sunday of June is celebrated as Father's Day in many countries.

But the question is why most of us are unaware of this fact. Or is it that our very own society is partial? To raise a child father contributes as much as mother. Then why father should not be credited for it?

Since childhood, I was taught that all gender are equal and have same rights in our constitutuion. Then why we have Woman's Quota in bus, rail, colleges and now in parliament also. Why there is no quota for men? Many will argue that women are weak and for their upliftment we need this reservations and quota. But ask any women whether they feel inferior to the any male and the answer will be "We are equal to men in every field and we are not inferior to them". Funny isn't it...........

I am not against Women's Day and Mother's Day and I do feel that women can do almost all the things a man can do. I just wanted to express my views about the Father's Day and Men's Day. We should celebrate these too. And as the world respect Women and Mother, we males should also be respected.

Blind Date....................

Remember the girl I mentioned in my earlier blog New Girl at the end of Block We made an arrangement to meet for the first time on Sunday. I reached at meeting place well in advance not cause of excitement but out of behaviour. I just hate being late and have people waiting for me. So, I reached and was waiting for her to come. I roam around the place for a while and then she arrived.


I just don't have words to describe how she looks. Earlier I had told her that I am not good looking and there is a high probability that She ll run away or faint after seeing me. But I never expected the reverse can also be true. I accept that I don't look like Prince Charming and I don't wish to have a girlfriend beautiful as Jacquline Fernandez or Katrina Kaif but still she should be above average. These are hard statement and some of you may even say that looks doesn't matter. But believe me guys, if you can't even look at someone how are you going to talk. Most of the time you would be wondering why are you even there. Talking over phone is ok but confornting is not a good idea at all. So there I was sitting with her and having lunch. I wanted to run away, but I just can't do that, never. Our meeting lasted for almost an hour. Then I started for my room.


Overall, that was a horrible experience.... I mean the idea of Blind Date. I was not lucky enough this time too. No Problems............ Another time another chance............ Someday I will get lucky............

When I was Child.................

I still remember most beautiful and worst days of my childhood. I can still visualize them. Like most of you, my childhood was of mixed days. "Kabhi Khusi Kabhi Gham"  kind of situations. Mostly happy moments I guess. I was brought up like any middle class child. Proper education, good clothes to wear and nice homely food (gosh I miss them today). Ok stop dreaming about your childhood now.

At my home, I was one of the worst kid of the block. Always fighting with neighbours and kicking others butt. I was like a rogue. Childrens used to stay away from me. There was no one in vicinity whom I had not abused or fought. I believed in solving the matter on the spot. Never take anything home. You know what I mean...... like no court, no talk......faisla on the spot. :)

I was totally opposite of this image at school. I was one the best student. Neat and clean clothes, polished shoes, nice hair cut and well groomed. Too good at studies. Always first in class. Good at cricket and chess. Best in slow cycle race. Overall, a student every teacher loved to have. This is till 7th standard.

Then I was tansferred to other school (second best in town). There I met best of minds. Great at studies and sports. First time in my life, I failed in an exam (Quaterly like mid-sems). I cried whole night. I started feeling like a small fish in a lake.But I was determined to make a mark. I passed in finals with good score (way back in ranking). Soon I came to realize that the toppers are as good as me. It's more like they have better capability of mugging things up than me. I refused to run in rat race. I started enjoying life at school. Bunking classes, stealing others tiffin boxes, playing inside class when teachers were not around, still maintaing my good boy image.


Believe me, having a good boy image always helps. I still remember as if it happened yesterday. We were in 10th standard. One of my friend brought a poster (adult for that standard) and other one was showing it to everyone of us. Then someone threw it towards girls sitting at other corner. It was too much for them and they went to Principal and complained about the obscene behaviour of ours. 8 of us, including me, were made to stand outside class in hot sun. Then in a min, whole staff room came down. Just when a teacher started hitting my friends from one end, my english teacher pulled me out of the line. She said "This boy cannot indulge in this kind of activities." I was spared but rest of my friends were suspended for a week. They were asked to bring thier parent. Nothing seriously happened though. I got out of the situation unharmed cause of my 'good boy' image. I still laugh at my friends mentioning the situation whenever we meet.

After passing 10th standard, I selected Science as my stream cause I wanted to be an engineer. I studied hard to get good marks. I was among lucky 19 who passed 12th from my class. I didn't scored well in competetive exam. I decided to take a year off to prepare again. I got good marks in CG-PET but not in AIEEE (All India Engineering Enterance Exam). I was eligible for the best engineering college of chhattishgarh. But my father was worried by my behaviour of a rouge. He wanted me to get out of the state far away. Today I know, he decided so for my better life.


This blog is not sufficient to put all the incidents of my childhood. This is a story When I was Child.........


P.S. :- Inspired by my dear friend Ankit's blog on trasition.
http://ageless-wonders.blogspot.com/2010/04/transition-troublesome.html