The Public Diary

Coming from a girl who didn’t really face much harsher things but really felt it happening around; This post is not going to enlist the atrocities against women for enough has been and is being written about it already but it is a mere dedication to the gender I belong to. I’m not really a fan of this gender because …. well, I don’t know why. Probably because the other gender people deal with things in a better way - be it the humour, the stress/worries, or jealousy (or say the absence of it). But the vulnerable position of women made me write this. Once I was in a public space waiting for something. On seeing a women in a jersey of police passing by us, a women remarked, “Women don’t look good in this uniform, right?” awaiting my approval/nod. At first I didn’t really pay attention to what she said and nodded as you do when you’re listening to a stranger inattentively but as soon as I realised what she said I rejected her viewpoint and her reply was, “Oh, they look good! You

I have been ignoring some topics for a (long) while now. So it’s high time to write them one by one. Disclaimer: The views expressed here are of the author only. Neither they are supposed to bind anyone nor are they meant to denigrate any opposing view point. Here, I’m talking about god and how I define its existence and this disclaimer is the result of what happens if you talk about god in this country. By the way, I didn’t need to give it as I belong to the category which won’t hurt religious values of anyone. Of course, I’m not going to present you some hard-to-counter evidence for there isn’t any, but it’s going to be about the little individual connection that you feel with THE ONE. I may not be at my logical best but then you can’t expect logic from me to convince you about the existence of someone who has created this whole world on which all those brilliant brains live. Starting with the system which prevails all around the world: At every place, every level,