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A Woman Enough


I am proud of myself and the way I conduct myself. I am proud even when I don't follow the "so-called" norms of being a girl.

And by the way, who decided these norms? Who decided that girls have to talk softly? And shout for help when in need? Walk in heels with one step in front of another? Who decided that it is girly to be unable to wrench your hands off the grip of some hooligan? Who decided that they have to jump on bed and shout at the top of their lungs whenever they see a Roach or a lizard? Who said that it is girly to elongate the ends of words and every please and hi? Why is it called "wearing the pants" when a woman takes control of her team or home or her life for that matter? Is it only men's department ?

Well well well.. You might be wondering what old school thoughts am I talking about, but no. This is happening... Happening in this plain old world. And it hurts even more when your own friends, these highly educated well bred men, motivate girls to be "girly" in the above said ways. It hurts when media promotes females as soft smooth impeccable graceful beings.

NOOO! For God's sake no. We grow fuzz over those pretty lips like any normal being. Our feet hurt and swell after walking in those "sexy" "turning on" strappy stilettos all day long. Do guys hate their shaving ritual? Oh please, give waxing and threading a try once. Try standing in front of the wardrobe worrying to death about all those dresses, instead of repeating the same T-shirt five days a week.

And when I say this, I don't mean to disrespect those females who are innately soft, or sweet spoken or love looking chic. But the only question I raise is does "this" define being a girl?

If this is what, sorry. I would prefer being myself. A black sheep. A cast out. A standalone person. But I love my jeans and sneakers. I'll wax whenever I feel like. I will fight back whoever intimidates me. I am scared of lizards but I will shoo them off myself too. I will make my own decisions and face their own repercussions.

Don't find me girly enough? Well then.. Stay happy living in your cocoons.

I am a Woman enough for me.

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