Saturday, October 1, 2011

I am a woman...

When I tell you I am not tired after doing the dishes, feeding the kids, doing the laundry and vacuuming the room… I am actually asking you to make me a nice cup of hot masala chai.

When I am walking around the room in irritation, mad at you for something you did wrong, I want you to keep quiet and listen to my gibberish and later, once I walk out the room, follow me to give me your explanation. And even though I know you will, just to make me feel better, tell me you wont do it again.

When I am throwing a tantrum, the last thing you should say is, “Youre just like every other woman!” Well then, go find yourself a replacement seeing that it wouldn't be a problem.

When I am crying about how my day isn’t going as per what I had planned, don’t make it about you.

When I am saying I hate my life, don’t make it about you.

When I am telling you I am having a bad day, don't make it about you...

When I have caught you with another woman, don’t make it about me…

I am a woman.

I may be a crazy driver, but its cos I am always thinking about what I have to do, when I have to pick up the kids from school, what I have to cook for dinner, why my boss rejected my article… I am always thinking. Cos god didn’t give me the talent to shut off whenever I choose to, like he did you.

Don't ever complain about my monthly cycle. It is not like I'm in love with the whole idea either. But there isn't much I can do. One week's time-out in a month is too much to ask for?

I may be eccentric, unruly, moody and cranky a little too often. But I am also the one who carried our baby for 9 months in me and dealt with the stretch marks after those 9 months while I dealt with you telling me I have put on too much. I am the one who can find your car keys everytime you lose them, even though they are in plain sight, but I cant blame you for having buttons for eyes now, can I?

I am a woman. I am not afraid to confess my short-comings. But seeing that I have so many positive edges, it would only be fair that I ask you not to generalize, complain or back-bitch about how you cannot understand women.

My love, not even a woman can understand women. And that is what adds the spice to life if you ask me.