Purple's Personal Diary ( Teenage Reflections Of A Woman)

June 14, 2003
“Its weekend again, and am chumming. I hate this. How so much I wanted to club this Saturday night, but arrgh , this chums. Menstruation, why don’t guys get it. I mean, its me who has to menstruate, take up this pain for ages every month, and then it’s me only who will one day have to bear a child. Nine months in my tiny belly !! Arrggh And damn, that pain of delivery. And the funniest, mummy says its better to have a normal delivery, caesarian one is not advisable unless there’s something really wrong. You are a woman; you will be able to bear the pain. Everyone does. Damn! I hate being a woman. Periods and no clubbing! That’s all is about me being a woman.”

April 5, 2004
“Today Rohaan tried to smooch me. Though silently I have fantasized this many a times, and today it was just so perfect, but I spoilt it. Now I feel so angry on my own self. We were on the rocks, with this lovely silence surrounding us, and nothing but the deep sound of sea waves breaking the ice time and again, Rohaan was holding my hand. All of a sudden he kissed my hand, I realized his warm kiss. It felt so nice. And then , suddenly, he turned towards me, lifted my chin and drew his lips closer…… “Rohaan! What are you upto?” I burst out.”

March 23, 2004
“Mummy says, a good girl should always stay in her limits. Huh! I guess, it’ll take me a lifetime to understand what my limits are! But mummy seriously didn’t like it when I was drying my hair with the towel in front of my male friends. Vikram and Jack landed home all of a sudden. They wanted to meet me once before my vacations end and I go back to Mumbai. They are my school friends, and when they turned up, my hair were wet, I was just drying them with towel in front of them, and talking with them. I honestly didn’t have any intentions of wooing either of them. Damn, they are my friends.”

January 5, 2005
“My brother’s choice is weird. He asked me to pull off the white short umbrella skirt I was wearing and change to denims. He gave no explanations, he simply wanted me to change! Huh! I cross checked self in the mirror. All was fine, no panty lines were visible, nor was it too short. It just made me feel so good. But! I went out with him in Denims!!”

June 5, 2006
“ How so much I tried to convince ma’am that getting wet in the rains, there’s nothing wrong about it. If guys can, why can’t girls. Just because, its Saturday, and you are in your white uniform. That’s not done. But she didn’t agree, and she sent me home, and called up my mother too! Now mummy, she’s a missile. She shouted like anything. I don’t like it when she tries to gender rationalize this way. I mean, what’s wrong? It was raining in the recess time, and guys were getting wet, some were even playing football, but none of the girls were. I love rains, so I just freaked out under the lovely cool sky. It was bliss. Getting drenched is anytime being in heaven. But she shouted. You know why? Cause she is a mummy, and I am a daughter. I am not a son no!”

…… And Purple, closed her chest of teenage diaries. Today, at 50, she realizes what all she lost just cause of succumbing to the tag ‘woman’.
Hence, today, through WL, Purple wants to convey this message to every girl and woman out there.


Remember, you are first a human, then a woman and all other tags, Muslim, Indian and others, follow later.



This is your body. Use it just the way you want. Your body is the greatest instrument you can ever own in your teenage and in your 20s.



A smooch is just a smooch. Its supposed to make you feel good. There’s nothing wrong about the expressions of love. Don’t think much. By the time you’ll be 50, you might land up thinking, there’s a lot more you could have enjoyed than you did.



Live life like the way you want, regardless of what the world will think of you. In the end its all between you and God.



Learn to embrace your feminism. Learn to love the fact that you are a woman, and every month you chum because you hold the power to give birth to a whole new life dammit! Giving birth is no pain, it’s the most loveliest feeling, and many guys I have met, wished they could enjoy maternity instead of woman.



Lastly, your life, is your life. Whatever you do, remember, 20 years down the lane, you will be more disappointed with the things you couldn’t do , than the one’s you did.



And yeap, those pimples, nobody even notices them Go, enjoy, flirt, club and dance like a human, not like a woman!!

( Its my very first post at WL. I am so much thankful to Pretty Prats aka Pratibha, Kingsley ( though I like to call him John!) , and ofcourse the admin, Kajal, for finally inviting me. I am sure, people will like it. Afterall I write so good. SMILES :) )