Frankly Speaking.

Some things are strangely hard to comprehend, and one of the most convoluted things to get hold of is why we do the things we do. "As a society" is a term I fail to understand, for aren't we a bunch of microsocieties under the illusion that we are all part of something bigger? Aren't we all egocentric? then why is that a bad thing? When people talk of the harms of rat-races, exactly who steps out of them? Why do we always feel a compulsive need to be thankful to somebody else for whatever we've got? And what are philosophies for anyway? Sometimes they bring people together and at others they divide people into fragments based on every identifiable attribute.



Are ideologies basically tickets for identities? When we're all so scared to give why do we expect so much? And if god loves me, why do I have to pay taxes? If life were a test that each of us has to pass to get to heaven or hell, what's the system of grading? And if there were indeed was a multitude of Indian youth that does not believe in reservation, why're the seats filling up?



But basically, I've been wondering all my life: Why do women have to go through so much pain and suffering to look more presentable to men who barely do anything to look better. Yo! Do you know what peeling off a layer of your skin really feels like? Pain at the hands of the devil. Could any of you walk a mile in high heels? You'd die within the first three steps. Manicures, pedicures, skin treatments, facials, upper lip lower lip eyebrows, ayurvedic face pack, herbal face pack, fruit face pack, natural face pack, mud face pack,some-other-oriental-sounding-shit face pack (they all seem similar but they are all different!). Millions of shades of lipstick, lipgloss, lipliner and a million other lip things that keep getting invented every day. Perming,straightening,curling,soft curling,rebonding, permanent softening, temporary softening, my head spins at the thought of the things some women have to do. and this isn't even one tenth of the list of available stuff!



And you think it's like magic! Swoosh swish swash - pretty girl! Bloody hell!



And no woman could eat a chocolate cake or an icecream cone without thinking for atleast a nanosecond about what it would add to her weight , yet you unscrupulously gorge on everything in sight without a worry, right in our faces.



Why do women care? No really. There are fewer women in the world than men. So why do women have to work so hard?



In nearly every other species the male has to work harder at looking better, peacocks for example.



So why do women have to struggle to keep the men happy?



And then the morons go "Ille da.. Sad state da.. namma college la figures eh ille.."



Not coming for your faces.