It felt good...

'I, Suchismita Das am sorry to inform you that henceforward I will discontinue my services for your esteemed house on personal grounds'--it felt good to have ended an ordeal that otherwise would have taken me another accident to walk out of. It feels great to be a woman but now that I am growing in years and sensibly too, I've known there are more cons than pros when I'd have to enumerate 'being a woman'. Whether we acknowledge it or not we hardly realize that at the end of the day we are petty creatures left to battle the sexual bias all by ourselves. Till late, or precisely till today, this very moment I did not know that sexual harassment could have such strange methods of being implicated. In retrospect, I felt, I jumped into it with eyes wide open but the brain so oblivious; I could not fathom the depth of the thick soup I was drowning in. Choking, suffocating and at all times holding on to the twig that would hardly bear my weight. But I managed to find the shore right when the twig gave way. This is it with most of us when all is over it dawns on us that we were so STUPID! But having reached the shore I garnered all the courage to pen that spite on paper and no words and no emotional outburst could oh! so wonderfully release me off this burden of harassment. 'I quit' sometimes could just be loaded with meaning--I win!

Its another sick day with a sick feeling in my stomach...

Life can be overtly frustrating at times. Its not that its the scarcity of something that has you brooding but just that nothing seems right. For professional women in love the matters are even worse. As the days go by you realize that love's rosy picture as in the imaginary world of filmography is anything but true. Definitely you have not fallen out of love or for that matter fallen in love with someone else but you see your counterpart is bogged down with his or her own issues that you have just the blog space to bare your heart. Then those hypocritical bosses who for their own ends make you sweat it out and slog and then make you work against your wish--here I'm not just referring to the hours of the day but to the kind of work you are made to do.If you can call it quits you're brave but sometimes showing off your bravery does not go down well with those around you. Its difficult explaining to them that the world is not as it appears.

Just about that...