I always dreamt…

Of a man who could protect me from the devil’s wrath…
Of a man who would call me ma’am once in a while…
One who would be picture perfect with his Ray Ban on…
A man who would salute me…

A man in the OLIVE GREENS…

Yes…Army has fascinated and been the most integral part of me from the very time I was born to an Army dad and a mother who was just the perfect Army wife. The charisma of the protected environs really makes me go weak in my knees and let’s just keep aside those smart caps, exercising shorts and straight noses that spell smartness. They are normal men - flirts, party flickers, bird watchers, but the only thing that sets them apart from the rest is the polished man that stands tall in the uniform.

Oh god…..should I stop dreaming?

Their shoulders are tightly held back highlighting their tamed physique that withholds a heart, that is ready to do anything at the beckoning call of their motherland. Just the apt amount of ego and that perfect attitude to live up to the spirit of perfection is what they call an Army man. Their style is their own and no one imbibes it in them.

Don’t they ask while recruiting - DO YOU HAVE IT IN YOU?

Oh god…..should I stop dreaming?

My teacher while explaining these lover and soldier poems narrates the complete scene excellently. Just that I sit wondering about my man in the OG who will jump the mountains, fight the bad men and wrap me in his embrace and take me to a land that is all about bliss and togetherness.

Oh god…..should I stop dreaming?

I have so much to say about my dreams…..is anyone listening???

Love myself and my to-be…..MAN IN Olive Green!

Girlie Stuff…

Are you the darling princess of your dad? Read on…

That perfect figure, that perfect demeanour, that classy black dress – We rule the world! Don’t we? Girls are on the fast track of becoming super-women who can literally juggle anything and everything. There is so much to worry about. Starting from the nail polish shade to what to gift your beau, we’ve ourselves knit such a complicated net for ourselves! Whatever is the case, we so love it all!

It is such a blessing to be born as a daughter, a daughter who can connect to her mother perfectly, a daughter who would be her dad’s pride and a daughter who enjoys all the perks that many a times, the brethren are denied of – We are lucky pretty girls!

You will be the first bencher, the one who steals all the light at the family gatherings and the only one who is ready to take on compliments that keep pouring incessantly every minute. Instead of fretting about those extra pounds like I do, just look at it from a brighter perspective that ‘the more you weigh, the more you stay’. An attitude that you can flaunt is more than enough to make you the cynosure of all eyes.

Please, let’s just keep that big ego and over-do make-up aside for a minute and think of the bliss that accompanies simplicity and culture of heart. God – Too much philosophy! Anyway, who cares! Overloading the other females with our witty taunts is so much fun…Fun that you won’t even get meditating for an hour. Get your guts together and have a chilling time with female buddies and get tons of shopping bags home – the day couldn’t have been better! Isn’t it?

Its feels so beautiful to be born as a girl. With her head held high, she steps in to max in her arena of work. Be it a naughty wink, a firm shake-hand or even a graceful bow- it surely is “woman-power’ ruling this world.

Congrats lady… You are a proud asset to this world!

Just to tell you what Elissa Melamed said –

Men look “at themselves” in mirrors. Women look “for themselves”.