Different walks of life....

This is a long pending post... One which i intended to pen down months ago but something always got on the way... Sometimes circumstances... Sometimes my own habit of procrastination....Well I can't seem to recall when the thought of writing this post first struck me but I am sure it was somewhere between my transition from an oblivion to an observer that I started noticing these things, those funny things which make you laugh till your sides ache..

Well the choice of the title is because of the fact that it involves the description of different walks of people I have started noticing lately.

We have an elderly person in our office who walks as if he is throwing a tantrum and walking off from his mother. His hands swing almost to the height of his shoulders and his head tilts from one side to another while doing it. I have tried to mimic his walk several times and I can proudly say that I have almost perfected it. Then there is another guy who walks as if he is carrying bombs in his hand and is about to blow off the whole place. With legs and arms wide apart at the height of about 5'4 feet he looks almost comical except the time when one gets to see his stern countenance.
One of the weirdest and perhaps most menacing walks was of a guy who used to almost drag his feet as if he is limping and place his feet at an angle on the ground. It appeared to me that either he must have been involved in some crime act or was the survivor of a tragic war. But it was none and his half limp only made my brain churn up stories more implausible than the other.
Then there is the big boss of my plant who has the Charlie Chaplin mustache and walks as if someone had just waxed his underarms' hair. And last but definitely not the least... My boss who walks like a 18 year old teenaged wannabe!! Drooping his shoulders and swinging his hands as if picking up some invisible bucket!!! I guess sometimes people just can't get over their failed attempts to be cool.
Well I thank these people for giving me this wonderful topic to write about, without them and their unique but hilarious walks this post won't have been possible. May you walk with your heads held high and continue to inspire people like me.

What women want......

A lot of speculations have been made about what women want........what they desire.....what makes them happy.......Well getting it straight from a girl who is turning into a woman will probably give you guys more insight into what goes on in the convoluted minds of ours.

In today's era of women empowerment, we don't need a man to be the bread earner for the family. We are capable to earning and being good at it too. We don't need a guy to remind us of our shortcomings being a woman in a man's world.... We don't want them to think of us as baby making machines!!! (Many men get married because that's in our culture... Get married by the time they turn 28 because their families want them to start a family of their own.....not because they are in love with the girl!!!)

We want a man who loves us...
We want a man who can kill and get killed for us....(atleast in theory)
We want a man who is not afraid to show us off to his family....
We want a man who stands up for us...
We want a man who can cross seven oceans just to be with us for a day( not just in theory)
We want a man to indulge us in our fanciful fantasies...
We want a man to give us his time....
We want a man to actual listen to what we are saying and not simply hear it....
We want a man who realises that sacrifices in a relationship should be made from both the ends....
We want a man to help us up when we fall down and one who doesn't hesitate to ask for our hand when he's down too....
We want a man who once in a while fulfils our childish tantrums...
We want a man whom we can trust and bare our soul to.....
Well maybe that's too much to ask for.....and then again maybe it isn't....

Flowers are fine....

Chocolates are good too....

People say...a diamond is a woman's best friend.....
But what they don't realize is its just a sparkling rock in the finger without LOVE......