Miss Confused's Diary

Today I was filling up my forms for all the “dreaded exams” in India, which ensure your career and interestingly found that in most of them, the application fees was either exempted or reduced. Not only that, I found that people were divided into two categories- the male and the female and the males were further subdivided into SC, ST, OBC, and of course the “General”, but women, oops, I mean the girls, they were not subdivided. They stood united. The saying women will always be women came to my eyes in a different light, in a subdued murmur I heard myself say, “the weaklings of world”, that’s what the world seems to think of us. I was confused whether to laugh or cry, to be happy or sad. At one front, I felt happy that women were not divided on the basis of caste, creed or class or colour and the further likes of it, they constituted the undivided single class. On the other hand I was forced to think: were we so weak, so unwanted, that the government had to feign to promote us,...

Hello, blogger, First a brief polite namaskar to all of you reading my blog (((if I get any readers that is))). This is Miss confused Mana in a world which is perhaps more confused than her.  Today, I feel elated to get a platform for showcasing the various doubts ((usually its talents that we showcase, isn’t it? :P)) regarding life, studies, thinking, people and their behaviour. I love observing and analysing the various creepy behaviours of various people, for example people in my own country, dyeing their hair a blonde shade without considering their insinuatingly dark and dusky complexion. People are so weird isn’t it? Leaving gossips apart I am very happy to getting a bit tech-savvy and creating a blog, in this world of, err, blogs. (Do I sound like a nanny? I am just 17). Well, I feel blog is like a diary in which you can go on scribbling(actually, typing) without thinking much, without fighting much, without caring what the world thinks about you as only few of them wi...