Sunday, May 2, 2010

Single woman and still Happy



I read a novel by Anita Nair – Ladies Coupe; which is all about a single question - Can a woman stay single and be happy, or does a woman need a man to feel complete? It is an interesting novel, the story of a woman's search for strength and independence, Ladies Coupe focuses on the inner strength every girl possesses. It has tried to show all the phases of a woman’s life with 5 ladies sharing their lifes stories:

• Fourteen-year-old girl, with her ability to perceive what others cannot.
• Another about pampered wife and confused mother.
• Then about a chemistry teacher married to the poetry of elements and an insensitive tyrant too self-absorbed to recognize her needs.
• About the perfect daughter and wife, transformed for life by a glimpse of a swimming pool;
• And about a girl whose innocence was destroyed by one night of lust.
• And the forty-five and single, an income-tax clerk, and a woman who has never been allowed to live her own life - always the daughter, the sister, the aunt, the provider.

Well I believe that secretly every girl wants her own independence and crave to be known by her own name. She wants to break the barriers to be known as somebody’s daughter, somebody’s sister, somebody’s wife, somebody’s mother or somebody’s grandmother and longing for her own true identity. I agree that sometimes it feels great and fantastic when we overhear that she is their daughter or she is her/his sister or there she goes that man’s wife.

From the day a girl is born, she is taught to sacrifies her own desires for the sake of her family first to be a good daughter/ sister and then a good wife and a homemaker... But at certain age a girl may long to hear by her own name and long to hear that – there SHE goes – nobody’s daughter , wife or mother just simple her name. Even if she wants to remain single – Indian society won’t allow that. People often come to young girls and start suggesting its time you search for better man for yourself and their unlimited advices. May be Indian society has made a woman so weak that she has to be depended on other even for a name; or May be Indian society is so jealous of single Indian woman that it won’t allow a single woman to breathe in Indian society. May be at certain a woman might forget her own name as she is known as her daughter, mother, sister or whatever.

I strongly believe that a single woman can live all alone and be extremely happy. It’s not woman that needs man to live life completely. If a working woman can manage very well her work and her house, she can undeniably take a good care for herself. I guess a single man cannot manage all alone; he is depended on a woman to take care of his food, clothes and shelter… It’s a man who is weak and not woman. Vivdly, it's not easy for woman in modern society; we still have to go the extra mile to prove ourself and work twice as hard as man.

Personally I, Megha Bhatia, want a good husband and my own family; not because that I am not strong enough to live alone and not because to be accepted by Indian society; But because it’s my desire and dream and not at all a need.

So girls - be strong and independent; you don’t need to afraid of anything and fear nothing. A novel is a true inspiration to be sovereign and strong… Must read for every Lady. Though the question still remains unanswered will Indian society ever accept a single woman??

Sunday, January 3, 2010

missing you


Life seemed beautiful when you entered my life,
And you showed me dreams of your would be wife
Those moments were so special so beautiful
When we spent time together, talking, walking and our laughter,
Romance was all in the air & we left the throng
Then abruptly you went away without saying a word,
Without hearing a word, neither said nor heard…
I kept wondering what went wrong…
I doubted myself I blamed my destiny
I asked several times to God
Why did it happen? Why me why?

Considering this as our break up
I decided to move on in my life,
Than to keep crying for you Mr. escapist,
I visited many places just to forget you…
But wherever I went either on parasailing or to a small town
I really missed you like anything; I missed you.

It’s rightly said, “Your absence should be long enough;
That someone misses you but not so long that;
Someone learns to live without you”
Then time taught me to live independently
Life again seems extremely lovely
Thanks for coming and being a perfect escapist
Your absence has taught me lot many things
And God has whispered in my ears;
This all happened just to let me know
I do deserve and will definitely get
A much better person as the man of my life
Who will stay and walk with me a million miles.

Friday, January 1, 2010

old year meets new year


Somewhere I read, “We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.” Let’s see what words I put in opportunity; hope to have words of success; happiness; love and laughter.

As I welcome the New Year; new aspirations and a fresh start but still holding the old year memories. Old year has said good bye leaving behind some precious moments; some lessons I needed to learn; few tear shedding moments and some fabulous moments which I never wanted to end.

Those moments so special so beautiful:-

Clearing all my PGDHRM exams – it feels really great to complete; and was extremely happy on clearing my last exams…. Finally pappu pass ho gaya
Making my professional performance graph go up and up… hope I reach to the heights higher than the sky… night shifts mein kaam karke hai par bhaut khush hai
Meeting new people; visiting places and those little adventure trips like parasailing… ghumhte phirte aish karte rhenge

Lessons from the old year:-

To be more self confident.
To not trust others blindly and easily.
To be patient and wait for the right time to bring the best results.

To think the other way round it’s neither the end nor the beginning it’s continues journey to learn; to live life king size; to be happy; to cry sometimes; to experience some breathtaking moments and to hope and dream. So the journey continues…..

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Friendship


When a child comes in this world
He is deeply bounded by relations
He is made to recognize his world
This happened to him by chance
But his eyes search for a relation
With whom he can freely dance
With whom there is no compulsion
Who knows the song of his heart
Who shares his secrets and opinion,
Who shares his success and failures,
Who shares his happiness and depression
Who is, at times, his motivation
And on every small or big occasion
There is exchange of beautiful gifts
A relation which is truly valued
Relation builds by cute little fights
But which is unbreakable trusted
Goes on and on like day and nights
Yes, he is searching for his friend
Who makes his life really bright.
To value his survival in a way
This all cause for a celebration
On a special day- the friendship day

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Marriage or Re-birth


Frank Pittman once said that,” for most people, a life lived alone, with passing strangers or passing lovers, is incoherent and ultimately unbearable. Someone must be there to know what we have done for those we love.” And I guess I am not a person who can live whole life all alone.
One fine morning my parents asked me if I am ready for the marriage so that they can start searching for the eligible bachelor for me. My replied optimistically to their question and they were so happy to my response. My heart too smiled as my parents were happy. The other day they asked me that they have fixed a meeting with a guy’s family on Saturday evening. I prepared my-self both physically and mentally for the evening that could change my life forever and ever. As I dressed up for the evening, my head was full of questions and my heart beats were not regular.

Finally we met the boy and his family. They asked us some questions and we too asked the couple of questions. Boy and I were let to have some time away from our parents so that we could judge each other if we can spend the whole life together. My heart constantly asked me if he would be able to care and respect me as my father does. Will he be able to love me as my mother does? Will he be my best friend when I need a friend? Will he be encourage and motivate me in my professional career whenever I need that? Will we be able to understand each other as we are? Will he allow me to meet my parents, friends and family whenever I want to meet them? will he allow me to waer the dress I want to wear? Will he accept me as I am? will I be able to accept him as he is? Knowing that he too has lived a simple life as I have lived, I said yes to my parents. And my heart danced when my parents told me after two days that they also have said yes.

I imagined my life without my parents in a new home with new people. I felt as if I am going to take new birth like a baby who doesn’t know how to walk, how to talk, how to behave and how to live according to the new environment in new world. I wonder how drastically a girl’s life gets changed in just one night. One day she is sitting, eating and behave at her parents home the way she wants and after the wedding night she has to observe her husband and his parents before doing anything so as to not to do anything wrong. I feel like its time once again I would to learn to walk talk according to them. I feel I am soon going to have re-birthed in a mysterious world with unknown environment. I could now feel how would have a baby feels in mothers womb.

Ah God! Life is really incredible.