21st Century Girl. Does such a specimen exist !!!

“Hey friends look, My God, she really looks so pretty…. !! "She Blushes..."”
20 Years ago..
“Hey man just look at her, she’s damn sexy!!! "She walks on ... confidently"”
Now..
That’s the difference today about gals and girls.

Let me say something about today’s young woman. She wears Tshirts, shorts, shirts and fashionable clothes alongside dresses and sarees. If there is a Sita then also a Sally, If Gayatri can weave clothes for a living, there is also a gayatri who can walk on the ramp. There is a sheetal studying for JEE classes late nights and at the same time there is Himadri going out along with two boys at the same time. Today we have role models like Kiran Bedi, Sonia Gandhi, Indira Gandhi as power women. But we also applaud the girl in school who stood up against child marriage. We support those victims of inhumanity who stand up for justice.We cheer Sania and Sharapova alongside Sachin and Federer. She is a teacher, a politician, an actress, sportswomen, a bureaucrat, an administrator, a ceo and a housewife. Women make or mar organizations or Governments as we see in US or India or anywhere.

You see them in temples as well as puffing hookahs, from hosting a cultural event to being a highlight in a reality show, from reciting hymns to slang words, from mehndi to tattoos and body piercing, the girl today has evolved. They have started thinking different from their ancestors. I asked a female friend of mine about her take on what or who is the woman to search or give an example of, she gave a nice reply, “I think the common "woman" the one who walks on the streets are the ones to look up to....”. They have modified the saying “The responsibility of a man is to lead his family and that of woman to form it.”

I remember seeing the cartoon “The Powerpuff girls”, where the fate and well being of the town was in the hands of 3 small girls with superhuman powers. It gave an stupendous example of girl power and free thinking of the society towards girls. The movie “Chak de!” shows a real time situation with the girls, the system and the belief of people towards them. But we also see the courage and determination of new generation throughout. I believe its not about the transformation that has been but the realization of potential and the way the society looks towards them that has given them confidence.

My sister two years younger to me has left home to study out of station because she wanted to opt for humanities as a career option. Sonali, a girl in B.Com college performs regular drama shows and also travels abroad for seasonal shows alongwith the troop as she loves this art. 'Khabar Lahariya' is a fortnightly newspaper and news channel in chitrakoot district of UP run by few domestic self empowered women. This area like many areas suffers from caste system, epidemics, low literacy, etc. They travel across the jungle, sometimes political unstable areas and many times at the dead of night. This has and will prove to be as an inspiration for all. These are but of the many examples what today’s girl stand for. In the Indian outsourcing statistics, presently the number of girls opting to pursue higher studies outside is increasing annually by more than 10%. Recently in Patan in Gujarat a very big scandal on sexual abuse on girls was splashed. The victims came out bravely against the injustice done.
Because I am a woman, I must make unusual efforts to succeed. If I fail, no
one will say, "She doesn't have what it takes." They will say, "Women don't
have what it takes.
-- Clare Boothe Luce

Today’s girl is free, from the social bondages, she not only thinks of the marriage at the roads end. She looks up to the sky to fly, to take up the challenge thrown by the nation. Today she is draped into the multiethnic role of society, she is a polymath and a polytheist. She provokes the male, dares him in almost all disciplines.
Finally I conclude by quoting,
“A girls mouth, winter rain and market forces are never to be trusted. But whether you like it or not times have come that they will control our lives.
Girls were and will be the root cause of all problems, but times have come when they have started solving them.
From experience you conclude one and the only thing about girls, you just cant ignore them ”

A Night before an Exam

“The Consequences of Boiler Corrosion are:- 1…”, as I am scanning through my chem. notes in my room, on the very important eve of chemistry 2^nd internal exam, the partially closed door suddenly opens and in comes a handsome, neatly shaven, 5ft 10 inches, brown-black haired ‘Anuj’. He is the very much talked about stud of my division and excels in almost everything he does. So as he entered, he fired on, “Hey tomorrow’s chem. paper na? What’s the course?”. Well…..Almost .. I thought again.

So I welcome the dear reader to an almost wonderless and a disoriented experience of a night before the examination.

Exams in our college are one of the most exciting phases of the curriculum. Well not because they are an evaluation of our study and grade us into our cgpa (That’s Bullshit!!). But because they are symbolized by the weirdest of experiences and fun filled nights. Among the many things are night long studies, exam hysteric sms’ing, last moment copying of notes, querring for important questions to all the toppers of the class, night time teas, midnight basketball and table tennis, no baths for the entire stretch, multiple alarms and over that not waking up in time when all ring at the same time. So let me continue with the story about the night before an all imp chem. exam.

I had started my studying at 5 in the evening. After chem. I had physics the next day (assume it). I still had Corrosion, Pollution and Drugs left along with physics revision. I continued with the studies. I had dinner later in the very lively mess where the food was precarious as usual. I remember the dialogue of Himesh Reshammiya in his super flop movie when I think of the mess food. “Come lets witness the agonies and ecstasies of being in a mess.”. Suddenly, Mitesh comes there. Well for those of you who don’t have any idea who mitesh is, let me enlighten you. He is a 5ft 6’ bespectacled boy who is serial brilliant mugger (sbm) . But he irritates me like hell. Comes to my room every now and then to ask me about how much I have studied, whether to ask the course or to explain some weird topic from Albania!! Trust me, he makes Karan Thappar and Oprah winfrey look saintly. So here he was ready to fry me to death. Thankfully he came and apporoached my roomie and I was saved. Well after lot of endurance and concentration from me I could manage to finish almost all major topics by 11 pm.

It has been said that India is a fair of 12 billion people with diverse values, ambitions and culture. The case of our hostels is no different apart from the fact that there are 150 guys clubbed together under one roof. It is a proven fact that the hostel never sleeps whether it be day or night. People come from all over the nation with different eating, sleeping and staying habits. But its chaotic sometimes. My roomie puts on his music when I am not used to it while studying. One of my other roomie wakes up 4 in the morning and studies.

Now almost midnight I realized I didn’t know one topic in the subject. One should never bunk the classes I thought, but suddenly from some part of my brain there was an instantaneous answer as if to say its better to sleep in the room then in the class. It was that void feeling of nothingness when there is supposed to be a very big thing. The diff. is that the titanic was going to sink that time and rose had left the ship instead of coming back. Poor me!! I had some big doubts in reactions and numericals. So I went out in search of my friend who could explain me that part. By the time I learned it, midnight gong had gone off. There was some movement upstairs and within seconds there was an announcement that it was Manmohan’s and Praveen’s Birthday that day. Well their birthday matters to less than half of the people there and even half of the remaining half actually care to wish on any other day. But it was the eve of the exam. Contrasting as one may feel, people from all blocks came down within moments of the announcement to give their wishes. Hey I forgot to mention how we wish the birthday boy. We give him GPL. So it was actually the exam frustapa that pushed all to come. Imagine being kicked by 150 people and that too any number of times. Atleast we made sure that they never forget it in their lifetime. Praveen on the other side turned out to be extra smart. He had escaped from the hostel just few minutes before the announcement. After the enthusiasts were done with manmohan, someone suddenly spoke out sachin’s name. No one had actually noticed him to be there till then. Sachin who was adjusting his slippers suddenly realized that almost a 100 faces turned towards him in a flash. He was shell shocked, that feeling which harry potter has when his name comes out of the goblet, just couldn’t believe his luck! How he must have imagined his name would not have been sachin. The rest as they say is history. But I do remember him cursing all on the top of voice and threatening to personally kill them painfully but I doubt anyone would have heard it. All of us happily and merrily returned to our rooms. We had got a great piece of entertainment.

Back in the room I scanned the notes again and revised the portion. It was me and adi studying together, listening to songs, chatting our time alongwith the study. Eventually I completed the revision at 3 am in the morning which I should have done it 1 am ideally. Well I felt quite hungry then, considering the fact that I had studied 6-7 hours sitting in a room and straining my neuro cells to the brink (and also the fact that I gave a few kicks to sachin ! ). So I thought about going to ‘chamunda ’. It is a night or rather early morning time roadside Indian café near the station where generally our college students go after 2.30 if they are hungry. The amazing thing which non collegians would find striking is probably our sense of timing!! So eventually me and adi mustered a scooty from a hostelite and found ourselves eating there after 15 min. I precisely remember feeling drowsy only after drinking 4 teas and adi pointed out to at 4.30 a.m. in the morning that it was now time we go to bed otherwise the ‘arse’ which was to be burnt the next day would not be in time to get up at all. One more interesting thing is that I told almost everyone I meet in block to wake me up. In the morning I woke up at 7.45 when the exam would start at 8.30. And the best part is that as soon I woke up, I started cursing all present there. Later I came to know that I had woken up at 6.30 in the morning, washed my face and started reading. In a few minutes I was back to flirting with a girl in my dreams. Well that night had assured me one thing and that was I would never underestimate the night before my exam……