My phone battery is dead. Exam fever forbade me enough from carrying any novels alongside anywhere. I just can’t entertain myself with green and right light fluctuations on the station progress map of metro while travelling from Gurgaon to Noida. Wish I could be granted flying to reach home in no time but gosh, I’m no bird. What do I do then? Well. Feminism has surely granted me the birth right to peep around and mental ability to incept surroundings the way I want
There I see these two girls screwed from office busy gossiping. I’m missing my girlfriends . Girlie A is so excited blabbing about her ‘I don’t care’ attitude. They are talking about those childhood stories of stealing money from home. Girl A seems real proud about how she would steal money to get Maggie breaks with her friends after tuitions. Girl B is expressing about her experience of theft when she was punished to do 50 sit-ups before everybody in family accompanying her brother just because they both had stolen 50 paisa each. Then they are talking about those stupid prank calls in first year of college which I suppose every girl has experienced. Well, peeping into someone’s personal talks is a crime but I’m actually enjoying it recollecting my childhood memories to. By the way, I couldn't have realized the marital status of girl A if I hadn't noticed that little red dot on her forehead… Lol. Well, we young women aren't so formal anymore in keeping ourselves dressed up into party wears all the time:-P.
There is another short girl with her mom. She seems matured from face but childish in her activities. She seems differently-abled (I love this word for its positivity). Her ambiance is pleasing me with her ‘handmade gun shots’ or ‘twinkling of eyes every second’. We do exchange glances frequently but I’m just so scared if she gets irritated with my eyes following hers. From her clothing, I can resemble her with the middle class girl inside me who would get excited with every new dress mom would purchase and stay stuck to her pallu always out of shyness in childhood.
Ahaa … I like this lady occupied with reading novel on the metro track passing time. She continues her novel throughout the way. Once this little child with her mom diverts her attention and I get an opportunity to observe her expressions. She seems the perfect picture of an ‘independent intellectual Indian woman’. She resembles the young lady I am trying to discover inside me every day. Well, I envy her. She is igniting my passion of reading novels with a new title in her hand. Finally I grab the name ‘The Hungry Years’. I want to ask her if this is fiction or short stories but let me keep my thoughts within me. I got some stuff to surf on Kwench.com in office:-P
Well, this little child surely fascinated me as well with his/her smiles (I can’t recognize the gender:-P). He/she is busy playing while his/her mom is feeding nuts to him/her. I’ve often seen such mums carrying big bags with their small children dressed in party wear clothes. Last time when I witnessed one such lady, I missed my mom terribly. I must say ‘moms are the best care takers on this planet’
This article is getting longer but how can I miss talking about every genre of female I observed around. Yes, I know girls are tough to describe but I’m taking my turn to talk about this wonderful creation of GOD and indeed pleasing myself for being one.
One can witness numerous young girls in metro who are relishing an independent living away from home but are incessantly bound to their family values through their aura. Still, you will also come across millions of those young fashion tycoon beauties who represent the ‘westernized’ India with every latest trend in clothing.
Every married woman in metro makes me feel proud of her for ‘Her ability to run a family not only with her house-hold expertise but her ability to support family financially as well’. Every matured lady surfing through smart phone in her hand gives me the confidence to continue discovering ‘my identity’ as an individual.
Also, Jan Kaum seems the second most appreciated guy by youth after Mark Zuckerberg for availing WhatsApp in every smart phone thus letting every second person kill time while travelling
Here comes the final note,
“Why should boys have all the fun?”
Priyanka Chopra’s Hero Honda Scooty advertisement with this tagline seems perfect for this first coach of every Delhi metro which only witnesses the audacity of female world and is strictly prohibiting any male to dare entering this place.
Hey YOU, the 21st century Indian Women! I salute your caliber ladies. You aren't the decorative show pieces anymore but you are encouraging the empowerment of every home-bound girl who is waiting to take off the flight to chase her dreams.
By the way, Inflation in India is at least boosting women empowerment. :-P
