Modern yet Conservative

“You are yet to be a woman if you haven’t entered into a relationship with anyone! You are still a girl, baby!”

The next couple of minutes could get no more emoticons on my whatsApp screen and no more expression on my face than that of shock.

So, one needs a physical intimacy with someone or many ‘ones’ to be a woman!?!?!?

Yes I am pretty unsure of the correct expression.

It’s been more than ten days after this chat with a ‘new friend’ that I have gathered guts to pen it down but hasn’t been a day clearly that it went off my mind; days which involved me in hospital, not well; days which involved work enough for me to forget (for one like me, people think that’s impossible but that happened) or skip meals; days which involved travel, guests, friends and a lot more to keep me occupied.

I replied I was mature enough and I am not a kid and all that I could say from my end. He was stiff. “You confuse me at times. You are modern enough yet you have conservative thought like this.”

“I am comfortable in the state I am. And I don’t wish to show my modernisms and trendiness in any such manner.” I knew I had invited an endless discussion, the points of which, he said he couldn’t comprehend and since he wanted to prove that he wasn’t wrong he continued doing that. Everything, right from attitude towards life, people, friendliness and living style was brought into talks; yet, I was a proven conservative kid.

How mature or modern it is to have a guy in life for the heck of it? How mature it is to not have the maturity of getting along with a person you are unsure of getting along? And how modern it is to have had so many relationships that you don’t remember some; yet, to not have had one person you could just yell at because you are upset with your bestie or that one person you could just cuddle up like you do to your teddy bear (any girl would call this one silly but I am sure all of us have that one soft toy near our pillow, sometimes hidden from the world, sometimes the thing to pose off; but we have!) or that one person you would want to be your dairy, that diary which has each bit of your life’s secrets and doesn’t judge you them; stays with you knowing that you want to be alone and makes sure you get your time; teases you but knows how to pamper you. (Please don’t tell me a girl doesn’t want to be pampered, however modern, trendy, mature, professional or tom boyish she is.) How mature it is to not have that one person who, despite being irritated with your stupid childish acts yet reacts in a subtle way. And I wonder how modern can one stay to have dressed up all the time….like all the time..

There are perceptions, thoughts and views that each one has about aspects of life and living. This is mine. May be not like all. May be not what is now called modern. May be not what is now considered mature.

Life is definitely not a fairy tale. Neither is it a ‘Bollywood masala’; but, it is not a ‘experiment with emoticons’ zone.

One fact cannot define an individual and one act cannot his attitude and beliefs! I don’t know, if today, I have comprehended and answered him enough!