Ashoka the 2nd

Luckily we are not men..

Luckily we are not men..

LUCKILY WE ARE NOT MEN

As I have written enough teasing the women, this one is written being in a woman’s high heels (shoes) and seeing the opposite gender.

Men are afraid of us like groundhogs of their own shadow. They depend on their physical power alone to dominate us. Men think they are lucky to be men. On the contrary women are luckier than men in several aspects. Here is how…

No belly problem. Men’s belly starts from the neck and continues upto knee. Family  pack stomach! Men stay pregnant for their lives.

No baldness problem, that too a variety of naked heads.

Helmet heads – as shiny as an oiled egg . They can wash their face and head at the same time.
Ostrich heads – hair sprinkled here and there. Kids can play connecting the dots game.
Camouflaged heads- where hair comes out from the back of the head and curls throughout. Wind is their eternal enemy.

Some men tonsure their heads and roam with a tail resembling a bomb with fuse.

We don’t have hair like Pomeranian and we don’t have to shave daily to differentiate from a bear.

We dress to kill, whereas men dress like dead or like a jail prisoner. Either way they look like scarecrow on the field. Nowadays men are roaming in bermudas flaunting their skinny, polio attacked legs, in spite of their age.

No dreams about our WOOD-be. Because we know we have to live in a zoo. Only, the animal differs depending upon his age.

After being bitten by boss, a man reaches home either to bite or to get sterilised by wife. Being a football, he is kicked by both sides i.e., by boss in the office and by wife at home and occasionally by the spectator as well.

We are the queen bees for whom servant bees work throughout their lives.

Young men wearing “hanging pants” precariously sticking below their hip line. You got to pray like Rajini that it doen’t fall on you. “kadavule, kadavule, kadavule…”

Men are like mosquitoes. They stay awake late hours and sleep in the morning.

Men never know the beauty of flower or its fragrance as they stink like mobile ash trays or broken liquor bottles.

We use body spray after shower and not ‘for shower’. We use perfume to spread aroma and not to drill and grill others’ noses. We don’t apply powder like on a carrom board.

We are neither trash nor keep our room a garbage godown.

We let the men assume to be the pillar of the house in spite of them being the false pillar.

We are omnipotent. We can turn a man into fool and a fool into mad..

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