When life gives you lemons… make something else. Tell us about a time you used an object or resolved a tricky situation in an unorthodox way.)
(Not a tricky situation, but I found some relation to the post I was writing so I submitted anyway)
Women.
I’m not going to say that I am some expert, in fact it is the complete opposite of it.
If I talk about the different women in my life, I’ll probably never finish this post. Not because I know so many, it is because they are so complex that I won’t be able to pen down one point. So I’ll probably stick this posts to the main and vital ones.
First and obviously, my mom. And yes, after living with her for twenty years I still can’t foresee when she will break down and cry rivers. Sometimes I could get it, but most of the times it is ‘let’s see how it goes’. And what’s worse is when she says ‘okay’.
Example, I say I’m going to my friend’s and she says okay. I know I am in trouble. Extent of the trouble I’ll find out later. And all at once.
But she is my Mom and still comparatively easy to understand. I know she cares about me, and most of her actions are still based on that affection. And it is adorable so I never say a word. She is best mom ever!
Now let’s talk about women/girls of my age. It wasn’t always difficult picking up conversation with them when I was tiny.
Then they decided to hit puberty and well grow things.
In summation, my school and junior college went with as limited interaction with girls. Only Hi! And usual assignments.
Cut to present day. I am in a class whose sex ratio is like 3 girls to 1 guy. Seclusion won’t work, and honestly I didn’t want to either. I wanted to talk, get involved because I felt I was missing out.
To paraphrase a friend, I not only speak now, I speak a lot! Somehow the awkwardness around girls, stammering and shyness reduced.
But that doesn’t mean everything’s okay.
I have a teacher who could not give one lecture without passing a jibe at me. Literally she made me a joke in class (no she isn’t ragging me!)
And the girls!
They are so so so so confusing. Seriously. I know they are as confused as I am, and I shouldn’t be so harsh in judging them. But sometimes it is like they are from another species. So frustrating it gets!
One moment they are all so nice and saccharine, next I feel their animosity towards me that I get an urge to go and hide under some rock. I am seriously afraid that one day one of them will stab me.
Friends for one day, next they say they aren’t talking to me anymore. Random reasons to pick fights. I Didn’t tell her to join me when I ate, ‘Don’t talk to me anymore’. Or the latest, ‘You are gonna forget me anyway’.
What did I do? I find the most complex maths problems easier. Studies is easier. Talking to bunch of guys is way easier.
And talk between guys is fixed, either sports or end up telling how hot the girl passing by is. No offense girls. Men will be men.
But somehow I managed. Today I don’t stammer whenever I talk to a girl. Their erratic behavior is somehow amiable, in certain girls cute too. And they know something about listening.
A friend who I judged incorrectly in the beginning turned out to be the best friend I could have asked for.
Another girl who I befriended is complete opposite of me. I still don’t get how we end up being friends. Ended up among the leftovers and made a presentation group. Talking to her is so easy. If I could go back two years and help her, I will.
The main reason I am writing this post is that I found out that I can’t say no to girls. Logic goes completely out of the window when they ask for help. And they know just how to ask. Puppy faced, slightly tensed visage.
It isn’t possible. I agreed to stupid thing for which a guy is teasing me to death. Not exactly a stupid thing, just headlong. Should have given it more thought. But she really needed my help and I couldn’t say no. And my help paid off, I got repaid and now no harm done.
Try saying no! I dare you!
This isn’t a big tricky situation like so many others may be facing. But I wanted to share anyway.
(Girls of my class if you are reading this, just because I can not say no doesn’t mean I am going to say yes. I learned that trick!)
Thanks For Reading
Itsmayurremember
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It's Mayur Remember? 
As this particular topic has been elaborated herewith, let me take the opportunity to be honest here too: I can be quite borderline this way too. As undesirable as it sounds, you are very much right on this, Mayur. However if I am to point out, this on-and-off mannerism always erupts out of somewhere; to put it in simpler terms, this is simply a reaction to an action, in return.
And you know what – shall I make another confession? Since I do this too, it does make me feel like a loony bitch sometimes. But like I mentioned before, I take a step back and analyze *why* I may have potentially done so – I completely blocked away this boy I was seeing from every possible platform, all of a sudden. Why did I do that? It just so seemed that he 1) didn’t wanna take things to the next level, while I was madly in love with him 2) he wanted to fuck about with other girls, but apparently also wished to lead me on at the same time 3) my love was immensely unrequited, and these shocking truths about him accumulated over time and took an emotional toll on me, until I reached a tipping point.
So you see, I had perfect reason to push him away – as much as it looked like it was all my fault. Your sentence “Their erratic behavior is somehow amiable, in certain girls cute too. And they know something about listening” really put a smile on my face, though. It feels lovely to know that there are guys who are actually willing to experience the greener grass on the other side 🙂 I swear, and I repeat again, I really wished there were more men like you, Mayur 🙂 😉 ❤
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