Tuesday, October 4, 2011

To US.

Us, women.
We're impulsive. We're indecisive. Our beliefs are often contrary to our decisions.
We pretend to not care much about love, but secretly hope to have our fairy tale ending one day.
We ponder upon the not-so-nice things people say to us, questioning each other silly things like 'Does orange really not suit me? Is she right?'
We question the positive things as well, thinking there must be an ulterior motive to the niceness.
We over react, and HATE it when people point that out.
We always pee in groups.
We exaggerate. Like crazy.
We haggle. Buying an item for half its price (at a local market) is piece of cake. It's even fun.
We smile at a picture even when someone is clicking it a kilometer away. Looking effortlessly natural and happy at all times make us feel good about ourselves.
We hate bad hair days as much as Aamir hates Ghajni.
We complicate things and then curse how complicated our lives are,
We think everything is about us.
When someone cancels plans, we take it very, very personally.

But, it doesn't matter. You know why?
'Cos someday, we'll find someone who's fine with us being that way. :)

F x

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