I wonder

I wonder why life is a quest with unfulfilled dreams and unanswered questions...
There is no specific guide no specific mentor. I have absolutely nobody to call my own
The wonders of the universe try to open my mind but i am closed shut to the impossible
I am happy to dwell in the past and fear for my future, weird considering that i was always adventurous.
I dont known when exactly i went from adventurous to the cautious. Its not a change i expected in my self. Is it a part of my growing up? If this is maturity then i rather be immature

Random thoughts

A few days ago when i was travelling by bus i has the most common experience related to travelling in bus in Kerala- touching and groping. I was angry( obviously) that they cant leave me alone ...a lady with lots of white hair. Then a thought crossed my mind...how unlucky we females are and maybe comparetively on this topic even the prostitutes are luckier. Their permission is sought before being touched & if they say " no" it is a NO. many ladies in many households must be suffering from their "NO"s being ridiculed & seen as an inspiration to do further harm. The world is filled with men who are sadists & only interested in being macho. The sadomachoism spoken by Paulo Coelho is very much evident in the so called modern men who are raised with the best of the etiquettes. Sadly, these men are also raised by females who have been oppressed and have had their share of suffering. Still they instill the same thought in these boys when they grow up....i can do whatever i want coz im a male. I wish the world was designed in such a way that every household has a boy & a girl child so that they are both aware of eachother's gender and attitudes

Handle me

Im no flower pot
Im no kitten
Im not fragile like a flower
But im fragile like a bomb
So handle me with care
Else i will explode