The Guilt Excess Baggage...

Guilt has a very big fat role to play in our lives, especially in the life of the so-called inferior sex variant...Most of us spend our existence here carrying a cartload of guilt on our fragile shoulders, which bows down our heads perpetually or every once in a while, that unfortunately comes once too often... not allowing us to sense the feeling of being heads up and looking at the sky...unabashed and proud!

Again I am pushing ahead one of my favourite assertions... We’ve just got one life to live...Why not live it to the fullest?
Let’s rid ourselves of the guilt rigmarole that we succumb to without even realizing it...Let’s either make up for them to resolve the issues or just plain simple shake it off and STOP feeling guilty for it is not worth it...!
So here I enumerate certain facets of life which we must phuleaseeeeeeeeee not feel cringe about...

Having a career...
(Understand that guys, most kicks here are at par if not far superior, to the orgasmic sensations you men may encounter otherwise in other rocking sessions!)

Not knowing how to cook...
(Why are women supposed to have an inbuilt invisible apparatus inside their systems that should guide them to adorn the chef’s hat to perfection, at the batting of an eyelid? Hmm... Why in god’s name are restaurants created then, if we cannot enjoy what they serve us on their platter...?)

About picking up that very expensive dress which makes us look like a million bucks...
(Never mind the price...if that little black thing, is screaming loud at you, that it was made for your curves, would drape you to perfection, covering your flaws and highlighting your assets and promising you heads that would turn and tongues that would loll and eyes that would pop...go, go, go...)

About flirting at the slightest of excuse or the minimilist of opportunities...
(Monogamy is definitely a thumb up sweeties, but a bit of fun wins hands down too...)

For having the whole humungous chocolate brownie or that sinful grand bar of chocolates...
(Dark brown, melting and superlicious, finger licking good...chocolates are the beliefs to have and excesses to give into...mmmm....slurpyyyyyyyyyyy)

For being super kicked about your birthdays...
(Hey you were born on this day and the world was blessed...Please don’t feel guilty about wanting the world to stop all that they are onto to commemorate the day to the hilt...)

For wanting the group to get more pictures clicked so that you get a chance to be in all of them...
(Vanity has to be our greatest trait)

For being downright lazy on some days and not bothering even to comb those hair...
(Screw the diva once in a while...)

For not wishing to be a part of boring family get-togethers...
(Yawn, yawn...at blabber, blabber n the chatter chatter)

For ignoring the boyfriend/ husband/ beloved once in a while for an all chick hang out...
(How else would we compare notes to get re-energised, revitalised, and bigger and better?)

For getting your hair cut really really short...
(What’s with this fixation of men, with long hair, anyways? Would someone please let us show the gorgeous nape of our necks? You men love it more than we do anyways!)

For wanting to go on holidays perpetually...
(Don’t you guys get more sex there...so quit complaining and oblige, instead of making us feel rotten about it)

For living in your own world of fantasies and imaginations...
(Reality anyways ruins everything, every time and then it is a wise saying...you can never achieve unless you dream!)

For not wanting to host a get together but rather go out instead...
(Aw...how can our men expect us to go through such a grind...why do they earn in god’s name...?)

For always fishing for compliments and believing that you should be treated like the queen and nothing short of that...
(Now for all the downslides of being the feminine gender, after centuries of supression and subjection...how unfair is it to demand some privileges and pampering once in a while?)

For being on the computer or laptop most of your waking or free hours...
(And then they brand us as dumb and naive...let us get connected to the world to prove that we are not!)

For having footwear to last you the whole week if you changed them four times a day, and still feeling there’s no perfect pair with the dress you have on or there’s nothing to wear...
(Style comes at a price...and when you men like to flaunt us in your arm, please remember not to make us feel guilty about the processes that went through for the finals)

For thinking about yourself before anything or anyone else...
(Because if everyone is thinking of themselves...then who else would think of you?)

For wishing and demanding to get some quality time with your own self...
(I, ME, MYSELF should also be the three basic necessities of life sometimes)

For days when you are just not in the mood for ‘IT’...
(This one is the worst ones to feel guilty about...machines, animals, females are designed differently and should be treated in a varied manner and 'positions'... not experimented with at how many times and for how long they can take 'it'!)

For not being there to entertain everyone who walks in after ringing the door bell....
(Once you make a habit of this...you would soon notice that your door bell is perpetually resonating or you are oftener seen around the door than in your own bedroom...so quit the risk and urge!)

For being diplomatic and manipulative once in a blue moon...
(Coz seedhe ungali se ghee nahi nikal raha hain...and it never really does)

For refusing to believe that you are wrong and the rest of the world is right...
(Some wise guy said ‘what is life without beliefs’...so we must have them too about what we think and stick by them)

Whew...I guess that’s just about it...
And before I feel guilty of misleading the female fraternity with this piece, I better sign off without much ado...!
Have a guiltless life!