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Being a Womaniya!

As a child I used to adore my mom’s friends every time they come home. The cackling laughter, the infectious joy on their faces... some there since her childhood together in every step that they took.
 
I grew up dreaming of having such friends around me – my besties with whom I could be myself and share the dirtiest secret without a cringe. But somehow that never happened! I had friends who were more like “girls” and perhaps I wasn’t like one. Well to let you know am those types who when under trouble instead of shouting for HELP! Would actually beat the hell out of the trouble to make it whim HELP!!
 
 
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Somehow that distanced me from a lot of them every time. I would roll my eyes at everything they thought was cool and they did the same with me too! They hated that I was so tom boyish and could do things on my own and I hated that they couldn’t. To be honest to quite an extent I was avoided and bullied seemly for being too open and honest with my views and opinions. Sugar coating is something I could never do then or even now. Too much to accommodate, isn’t it?
 
Heaving a deep sigh I walked into my teens and by the time I was out of them I had concluded I wasn’t made for girlfriends. I wasn’t blessed enough to know the joy of having one for I was an odd one out here in this big bad world. Years flew by and somehow I landed up being a blogger, entering Indiblogeshwaris (A face book group of the woman, by the woman, for the woman!)

 
 
Hesitant at first, this group made me realise that it wasn’t me who was wrong all this while; it was the ones I met who were. Everyone needs a particular type of friend and I hadn’t met one so far. They make me relieve those school and college days with their jokes, leg pulling and all other fun that we keep having their everyday. I am myself there every single moment and never have to pretend to be anything else I don’t want. The comfort and respect I get is we all always want to have.
 
 
We rant, we bitch, we crib, we cry (Oh yes we do!! But because we feel the need to and not because we don’t have a choice with it!!). We discuss everything and anything under the sun here and yet nothing feels awkward. The distances melt away when we type things there as suddenly all the members come alive through their words as if you are surrounded by them. It is a group of some wonderful women bloggers who are successful entrepreneurs, professionals, students, SAHMs, young-at-heart-students across all age groups and what makes it affable is the infectious joy that I experience every time I am there.
 
Our meetings are pure CHAOS - not for us, but for the venue owners for we are too busy laughing away to glory to notice anybody else’s trouble at that time. When we meet our reactions are not “Oh my God! You have put on weight!!” “That colour doesn’t suit you!!” Or any other such things! The reason being the joy of seeing the other person in flesh standing before us is too much to make us notice anything else around. We accept each other as we are – Perfectly Imperfect and that is what makes this group the bestest place to be for me on this virtual world. And yes our meetings whether virtual or real are incomplete without our Dance – The Indiblogeshwari Style and our group hugs making the whole earth melt! Finally a place on earth that is mine, let's be me - a womaniya from the heart and soul, completely <3
 
 

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