Dark side FOR a woman

Yesterday I and my friends were arguing over whether we should 'choose' a working woman or housewife. But does it really a matter of choice for man only? In our Indian society, if we go with majority, why can't girls approve and reject boys in the same way boys do??

Anyways, without drifting from the original topic, for me it seems to be a selfish decision of choosing a housewife over a working woman. Every woman is not built in the same way - stay home and wash somebody's socks. I am not considering, here, the fact that there are lots of luxuries now a days for woman to finish her household work quicker and without much effort. But cleaning clothes, house or making food in lesser time; is it really a luxury for her?

With due respect to our Indian values, She ought to live with her husband and kindly, claiming nothing as her own property, but preserving and protecting his bed; this protection contains all. In a bee-ring manner she should bear any stroke of fortune that may strike her husband; whether he is unfortunate in business, or makes ignorant mistakes, is sick, intoxicated. She should likewise patiently bear his husband's anger, his parsimony, complaints he may make of his destiny, his jealousy and whatever other faults he may inherit from his nature. All these she should cheerfully endure, conducting herself towards him with prudence and modesty. A wife who is dear to her husband who truly performs her duties towards him but do woman only exists to perform all these 'duties'? Isn't it egoistic from men side??

About duties of true Indian woman, I read somewhere - "A girl, a young woman, or even an old woman should not do anything independently, even in (her own) house. In childhood a woman should be under her father's control, in youth under her husband's, and when her husband is dead, under her sons'. She should not have independence. A woman should not try to separate herself from her father, her husband, or her sons, for her separation from them would make both (her own and her husband's) families contemptible...."
Isn't this time to change all these sayings and myths about the Indian woman? Who do men continue to think in the same way?

If we sit back and start finding answers to al the above questions, the only thing came to my mind - men wants to continue his dominance over woman for the ages.
In the present civilization, where we expect women to take part in all the social or corporate activities, isn’t this attitude preventing us to think beyond where women can go rubbing shoulders with men??

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GLOOMINESS...The very first blog of my life

I am not even sure of what we really discuss in the blogs but I have a clue that if I feel to type something, go to some blogspot but now, when I am finally here, at Blogger.com, nothing seems to be coming to me.

Please allow me to introduced myself. I am the person who kept analyzing himself and his life more than anything that come across his mind. I, sometimes (or most of the time), feels that I am very blessed and happy with this life and given so much that I couldn't think beyond the boundaries of happiness. BUT, any other time, I hit upside my head and start loosing balance for quite a while. The lessons that I mugged for being happy, starts fading from my mind and this is when life seems to become monotonous or, in honest words, boring. And the challenges, those I felt blessing, suddenly starts creeping. At this point of time, one corner of my heart starts anticipating of someone who will come to rescue and will help me to find myself again.

I am sure you are becoming lost in translation?? I know that I dont have any right to call you selfish as you started searching yourself when I am introducing myself. I know this is not just about me or you or anyone else. This is how the life is.

May be, everything appears complex but I found easiest way of being happy is - to feel this complexity, to feel the sadness and to feel the boredom. This is the time to explore all gloominess living in myself. On this relatively cold and dreary friday, I realized that winter is officially on its way and it delighted me a bit. I am a winter boy and end of winter usually brings an annual dimness to my life. Every year I try to protest that winter is actually over. But, inspite of being enchanted, at this point of time I can't decide whether to go with Linkin Park or with Pink Floyd or with Ghulam Ali.

May be this is time to sit back and enjoy the feeling of getting nostalgic.

Comments welcome.