Waiting for being NORMAL!

It’s said that whenever you have spiders in your dreams, there is a female who is ruling in your life. May be that’s because spiders also have big boobs to lure men! But what if there is a male who is ruling in your life? Of course, for that we don’t have such myths because we females have always been dominated by them. Thus something which is there always in your consciousness, you can’t really have that in your sub-conscious or unconsciousness. All of my female friends wait for their boyfriends at the coffee shop because they are always late, they wait for them to love them instead of lusting them, they wait for their boyfriends to give them surprises on their birthdays and they wait for them to reply back (I think this is the most common one). Since history has always been a major tool for scholars to proof their facts. Though I am not scholar but yes I have facts to. King Dushanta’s wife Sakuntala who waited for her husband to recognize their marriage, God Ram’s spouse Seeta who waited ten years for her freedom from Ravana’s palace, the tragic hero Odysseus’s wife Penelope who waited for her husband twenty long years for his comeback so that she could decide about her future whether to remarry or not. Thus, the game of waiting has always been played… be it Indian mythology or Greek!

It is as if women are marked by the dogma of “waiting for their lovers”. Talking about waiting, I remember a very famous play of absurdity by Samuel Beckett “Waiting for Godot”. In this play the two lead actors wait for their meeting with a man named Godot who never comes, yet they wait for him. I repugnantly feel we are the same females who are waiting for the same man in our life for that one perfect man who will never show up. And as the reality says that there is no PERFECT MEN! Thinking each time about Cinderella, I feel pity for all the women (including myself) who wait lifelong for their Prince Charles to come and take them in their arms and lead them to a successful life. And at the end what they get is a man who will love them a year maximum (and after he gets over with the sex), he’ll say “baby wo spark nhi rha ab humare relationship mai… I think we should break up!!” And for these men we women wait…we keep on waiting… and I think we’ll be waiting until and unless someone hits us hard on our head and give us a big bump.

That will be the time when we’ll stop waiting and do something substantial to live and make our own living. That will be the time when our boyfriends texts us back or not, it won’t really matter because we will be living in reality and not fantasy. That will be the time when we women will not wait and grab the opportunity what comes our way. That will be the time the chase for waiting will have a different dimensions.