We women, are doomed.

Light drizzle late evening after torrential rains. Mad traffic, traffic signals free for all. I’m not sure how it is in other cities but in my town, it’s madness and not to mention dangerous. 

I’m running late and can’t drive fast, traffic and rains don’t allow me to. I reach this junction, cross this huge speed bump, an auto has slowed to let me pass and bam, comes this guy on a luna riding at full speed from behind the auto and rams into my car. His head just below the front wheel. Heart in the mouth moment for me. Thankfully he stand up, picks his vehicle and goes away apologising profusely and looking scared. but not before I gave him my two cents. and I’m thinking why was he driving like that? Did he not see that the auto was not moving, was waiting for me to pass. and what made him think he could just go like that at a crossing?! I had so many things I wanted to ask him, but the fact that he was alive was a huge relief. Last thing I wanted was a guy dying under my car. 

You know what’s worse? the auto had 2 women in it, who wasted no time in screaming at the top of their lungs that it was my fault cause it was a woman driving. A man on a scooter behind the auto, who just arrived, blaming me. Another vehicle which just arrived, again blamed me. Why did they blame me? cause the women kept screaming,” we saw the whole thing, it’s her fault!”. All the while the guy who fell, kept apologising to me. I know we both were relieved that he was alive and he just a little bit more cause I didn’t ask for his number or take down his vehicle number. 

I really wanted to get down and ask those women, wtf made them think it was my fault. But with Imp strapped on, phone rings reminding me how late I was getting and dressed in all finery; fighting in the middle of the road in the rain didn’t seem appealing. 

What is it with the men and women, generally blaming the woman for things gone wrong? none of them even bothered to find out who was wrong. It was assumed to be me cause I was a woman driving a car? Faced this so many times. Rude, annoyed looks, being chased and cursed cause I overtook or gave back a glare I received for no fault of mine. And I have seen men driving worse, breaking traffic rules and what not. But nothing for them. Just cause it’s a man?!

Why am I so bothered by this? It’s quite common to blame the bigger vehicle in any accident. I can’t get it out of my mind… the attitude of those women. So easily and confidently they blamed me. Was it so necessary to blame? All they had to do was use their head. The auto driver didn’t say a word, was just a mute spectator. 

My car? Seriously dented, minor scratches from his vehicle but the guy hit the side bumper so hard, it looked painful. His shoulder must be really hurting. My driver looks at it and goes – kuch nahi, hathoda ya haath se maaro peeche se, theek hojaata, seedha hojaata. yeh aaj kal ki gadiya plastic ki banti hain. Apna ambassador hota toh uski gaadich nahi bachti. bro completes – yeh andar hoti aur woh uppar and both have a nice laugh. 

Yes, from being yelled at by total strangers to being made fun off…sigh!

Jokes apart, don’t you think we women are doomed? 

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Say a lill prayer for me!

“Mumma!! I’m Hungry, gimme food.” Heard this so many times before. But today was music to my ears.

Imp breaking her fast after 25 hours. Watching your kid retch has got to be one of the worst punishments ever. This full of life kid, sitting in one place too tired to move, one sip of water and is puking again. Only phlegm, 7 times, Imp kept count and I lost count. No solid food, only maybe a full glass of water and half a glass of buttermilk is all she had the whole day. 

I hope this is the end of her relentless cold and cough. I can’t see her sick. Dear God, don’t punish me this way. 

Fingers Crossed.

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Look at that heel mummmaaaa!!!

Look ma, look. It’s so big. All excited and full of wonder. Your friend wrote this? Is this her shoe?

Can I have one just like this? 

Me, I just laugh, infected by imp’s enthusiasm. Wondering what I’m talking about? It’s Kiran’s debut novel – The Reluctant Detective.

Kiran Manral, met her through her blog and fell in love with her writing. Her eloquent way of making the most embarrassing thing endearing; her sense of humor; her brat speak; love it all. And the most amazing this of it all, she started India Helps. So many of us just talk of doing something for those devastated, affected by manmade calamaties, but here is one lady who actually did something about it. And she is a fashionista to boot.  You don’t get many like her.

She wears a lot of hats. And she manages to carry them off so well. I’ve always been in awe of her. So many blogs and so much going on in her life. How does she manage to do it all? And now she has a book. Amazing! 

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Don’t you just love the cover? It’s got style written all over it. I have been waiting like an excited kid for this book ever since I heard K was writing it. And Now it’s in my hands :D  

3 chapters into the book and I love it already. Fun, intriguing, girly, and filled with anecdotes. The smudged polish, the “I don’t have anything to wear” , the shoes, all bring a knowing smile. It’s an extension of her blog and the characters remind me of her family. It’s a murder mystery, written in Kiran’s style. So don’t go buying this book thinking it’s your hardcore murder mystery book. This book in all its seriousness will make you smile if not laugh. That’s her style.

The only difference between her blog and this book, the book is fiction. One would call it chick lit. It is light reading. Given a choice I would have finished it off in one reading. 

FYI, available here:

Crossword 

Dialabook 

Flipkart

Infibeam

So what are you waiting for, go get your copy today. I can’t wait to get home and finish my copy :)

For more info on the book follow the book blog and like the FB page

P.S: My blog vrath is finally broken :P Thank’s lady K. 

 

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