New blogger in town, Inspired by our society, traditions, friends and women in me. I will be trying to share thoughts, feelings, learning, observations and view point of all those I have come across in my life. So all my readers and specially the one's who know me so far; You are in there too :) Life has some basic and similar ground rules for all of us. Hence, any resemblance of narrated incidents/story here is purely act of God or coincidental :D
Now I am little grown up. I play with my friends day and night. Seriously, I hardly stayed at home. My group of friends consisted of boys and girls. Oooops! Girls and boys J Time and again we would play games like, kite flying, jumping from balconies (ground floor balconies) hitting green glass marbles which I always lost to them, All of them. When I would come home crying, my elder sister would always tell me not to play with boys. They are bad. They are clever. They are selfish. They fool you. My logical mind would come down to just one question. If boys are bad, why do all families want them so desperately? Huh, why why why why??? At around the age of 12-13, I was very often instructed and reminded not to play with boys. My mom made it Taboo, forbidden kind of deal. I always have been little slow in life, even today. So, fundamentally, what people at the age of 12 were doing around me; I started picking it up at the age of 20 +. Weird but true. I guess my family had no...
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