2 posts in 1

FIRST post:

Thank you Thank you, D, for awarding me the ‘honest’ blogger award. Strangely, ‘honest’ is all I mostly get. No ‘cute blogger’ award. No ‘ahotNspicysexbomb‘ award. Nah, just honest. See, we got one earlier this year too. Not that we mind. :D We accept it with both hands – washed or not – and Brazilian stomp our feet in joy too. :D Honesty is honestly the easiest thing to accomplish. All you gotta do is reach into your heart, not think about what others might think or say about you, and spit out whatever it is that you have inside. How easy is that! Undeniably easier than being the hotNcutesexpot! ;D

So we celebrate this award and seek your participation in the celebration too. Jalebis and khoya burfi are most welcome. :)

Now, as per the award rules, I must share 10 things about myself … honestly. There is little that I haven’t already shared on this blog but here I go again:

1. My first job was in a fast food joint making milk shakes all eight hours of my shift and I gained 10 lbs in the two months of summer vacation that I spent working there. Simply because my daily lunch comprised of a burger, fries, and a milk shake. A big smile spreads on my face as I type this and it immediately shrinks as I think of my today’s lunch: salad. Blah.

2. I am obsessed with correct spelling. I’d notice a word if spelled wrong even if it is lost amongst tens of words written on a billboard that I am driving by.

3. I can’t stand dirty dishes in the sink and dirty dishes have been the ONLY cause of scream-fests between me and P (one just happened last night hee hee hoo hoo haa haa).

4. I’ve won plenty awards in debates and public speaking but the award that still perplexes me is the first prize in rifle shooting when I was in Grade 9! :/ And now, I can’t even shoot to win me a teddy bear at those balloon shooting stalls in carnivals or amusement parks.  I am happy with the thought that ‘em ‘toy’ (of course, they’re not real pfft) rifles are rigged to not let anyone win. Hmph!

5. My first crush happened in Grade 3. He was in Grade 4 at the time. A gorgeous little (= an afterthought) boy. I clearly remember lying on my bed, sighing, thinking of him, and listening to some hopelessly romantic number. In GRADE THREE! Ugh. Makes me fear for my future children. I am not sending them to a co-ed! :|

6.  I agreed to the first boy who asked me out when I was in India. He had asked, “would you make friendship with me?”. Although I did raise my brows at his English but ‘making friendship’ with him didn’t seem dangerous to me. How wrong was I! I’d learn that only after I’d receive ‘I love you. Thank you for being mine.’ Archie cards from him. :| This was when I was 12, I believe. *shudder* (Note to self: If I have little girls, they’re staying away from all boys until 18. And vice versa.)

7. I’m pickle-crazy about carrot, cauliflower and chili pickles.

8. I am against all new cell phones, and rebel to stay with phones of yesteryear. I especially like ‘em scratched, looking extremely outdated, antiqued, and about to fall apart any minute. On that note, old Nokias rock! :D

9. I have some dreams for myself that I have never shared with anyone and never shall. Some of them have come true. Some shall. Some might not. We’ll live to see.

10. If in the mood, I can listen to a song in repeat mode for hours on end. Like I’ve been listening to the following all morning:

Now I am to award 8 people to pick up this tag. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. Here goes:

Silvara: She IS one of the most honest people in the blogworld! Hats off to her! About time you write again woman!

AlwaysHappyKya: I don’t see a facade in her writing either. She writes for the sake of sharing and I love that! You rock, woman!

Prashanti: There’s never a front in her writing either. She writes it as it is.

Pal: Although she mostly only does fiction, there is this endearing honesty in her writing that’s not fiction that makes you want to go have a cuppa coffee with her and chat away.

Indian Home Maker: Well, of course. We might not know her name but we do know a lot about her and her family through her writing. We appreciate it how she welcomes us into her home and the dynamics of her family to spread messages that need be spread.

Broom from Monologues from the Glass Closet: Undoubtedly honest.

Sonia: Again, we don’t know much about her except her name but there’s plenty on her blog that is written without any restraint!! and is well worth multiple reads.

Ritu: I’m sure she’ll get tagged multiple times but I’d do it too. (:

And here comes the reason why I dislike doing these awards: It is so unfair that I’ve missed out on so many other people who I also think bare their souls!! There’s our sweet Sakshi, WSW, Tara, Rakesh, Asaaan….. and so on!!! And I can’t mention them cuz I am restricted to mention only a few. :( Now I am sittin here feeling miserable. Blah Blooh Bah!

SECOND post:

Celestialrays wrote about how women bitch about women. True that. We’ve all known that a while but her post reminded me of something I wanted to write about a while back. All my cousins and relatives are constantly in awe of P because he ‘listens’ to me. I have some family say that I have him in full control. However, on the other hand, NO ONE notices that I listen to him TOO!! No one would dare say that he has me in full control too because, first, they won’t notice it at all and, second, it is not politically correct! :/

A woman is supposed to be listening to her man, right? So her ‘submissive’ behavior (if we were to call it that) is nothing to notice and acknowledge; however, if a man were to do the same, he is lauded and applauded! Hey, I want the praises to be showered on me too every time I take the initiative to cook and clean. I want to be lauded to the skies too when I listen to P if he tells me that we won’t be or would be doing something that evening. I am honestly tired of hearing about how great a husband Pati is. I want to hear about my greatness as a wife too!!!!!!

Think about it! How often do you hear people praising a wife for being nice and considerate to her husband? But if a man is nice to his wife, he is the best husband there is! Isn’t that a tad unfair?!? Isn’t it about time we change our attitude towards men and give them some credit for being human? Hey, they can be nice too!! They can have emotions too! They can be empathetic too!! They are not just robotic units designed to function to fill in the bank balance alone. Just like how we, women, are not walking around this planet only to be serving the other half of our species: the ones with a pen!$.