From being with a man who was there in every of my ups and downs to the man who wanted to rip my clothes off to find what I hide inside this fabric . From knowing the man who spoon fed me to the man whom now I spoon fed . From growing up with a man who was curious that why I shriek in pain during menstruation to the man who now know each deep point about my vagina . From walking with a man whom finger I hold to take each step to the man whose finger now I hold to teach him how to take a step. From learning the line that *Men are the protectors and maintainers of women* to the slogan , *Men will be men* I don't remember when I grew up while hanging between these lines "from this man to that man". In these 18 years of my life I observed life of every man who came in my doorstep. And some profound awestrucking phases I learned by observing them are as follows ..
1) THE CRADLE. I don't remember when I first started talking , walking or eating . Nor I remember the most beauteous and memorable moments of my life . But whenever I sit beside my father , he take my hands in his hands . A lovely smile kiss his lips some tears of glee and he says " O my beloved ! It pains me when I think that one day you will leave me alone and just your giggles will be the only melody left for me to stitch all those phases of your life back . From the day I first saw you in your mother's arm peacefully sleeping . I was proud, I am proud and I will be proud to have you as my daughter. When I took you in my arms to the day you saw the first spot of blood . And as others said you started to move far away from me . So that I can't understand what you are trying to keep a secret . But my love how can I not know that one part of my body is in pain? You grew up into a beautiful lady. And now you will be someone's honor. Please never ignore him or leave him . Whoever he will be . You don't know how much we men hide that if we start saying this all out aloud maybe the mountains will melt into the river of tears. Not every man is same my dear." Time moved on and with the grace of Almighty . He blessed me with a brother . The little munchkin who played in my arms . Cry when fall or get hurt . Whom I teach each syllable and metaphor to make a structure of a poem. Grew up into a serious person . Sometimes his aura even scares my soul. The boy who cry his all problems out on my shoulders . Now his shoulders are this much high that I can't reach his height. But yeah , it's not his mistake . My parents and the people threw stones of words on him . Whether he achieved something or he failed. They always tried to show him that he is not worth it. Sometimes I think the same words my father said to me he can say them to him as well . Listen to his thoughts , problems . The body changes he is going through. He can't share this all with my mother like I do. Nor he can share with another man. Even little words of kindness can motivate him. But no one tried and slowly he stopped sharing his things with anyone. Gulping his problems he burped out sighs of nihility.
2) OUR BUSINESS SECTION. "Most alpha particles passed straight from the gold foil which implied that atoms are mostly composed of open spaces. Some alpha particles were deflected, suggesting slightly interactions with other positive charged particles with in the atom." (Rutherford atomic model)
Most alpha(men) when step out of their homes their first attraction is the beauty of a place. Even if they will go for an interview. Rather than thinking about their own clean appearance mostly their mind is about how the interior of the place is or how much income they will get, meanwhile some men are different from others rather than looking around the vivid description or income of that place they think to do what they are comfortable in their little world, Where their thoughts give different aspects on our business section. Though we think that men don't give any efforts anywhere but they are the pillars due to whom our houses are still standing upright. They are respect worthy .
3) MEN WILL BE MEN. This slogan which we all read everywhere. This is the cause of indifference between genders. Not every man is same. People have made their minds this much narrow. That in each colloquy men are roasted. I have seen girls who shiver on the word man. Not because someone has raped them but because they have been taught that men are animals . They can rip their souls off. Even they don't trust their own brother and father. In this world there are two types of people good and bad. If a man can rape , flirt a woman can also do the same . Many cases has been reported about a woman molesting a man . Little boys are being raped by old woman . I'm not saying that the rapist are good people . I'm just saying that before being a man and a woman we are humans . I don't follow feminism or meninism. I follow humanity . So be kind even men have a heart beating behind those scars.
4) CONCLUSION. A man is an infrastructure of love , kindness , bravery , feelings and wisdom. Also he as a human cry , feel , get hurt , pain erupt in his veins , little things also hits him at wrong spots , he also have mood swings. But , he conceal all these emotions under a doughty veil. He cwtch thorns to protect flowers (women). ___________________________ It is not to offend any soul . Much respect to everyone. Thank you so much for reading this.