One of my many bad habits includes not reading the newspaper every day!
My mornings usually start with waking up to my phone, which has finally stopped snoozing coz I already hit the button 10 times! And then a mad dash to the loo, a wild rush to get ready in fifteen minutes flat because I was supposed to be at work half an hour ago!
Where is the time to read the newspaper?! I’m also just plain lazy about that sort of a thing.
So last Sunday, a close friend pointed out this article to me because we have a constant battle about who is the man. When he read this one, he perked up and made me read it. When I read the title (Me Tarzan, You Jane?), my first thought was – Its another one of those which pick on women today.
But when I read on, I kinda related to the whole thing. It is true, and I’ve heard this from many of my male friends. Men today are intimidated by the female species. Because the male instinct is all about the cave man style lovin’!
Men want to beat their chests and protect and carry us around with them! What they don’t get is that we don’t need to be carried around anymore. Most women I know today are earning shit loads of moolah, have friends who are just like them so there is no dearth of company, are taking vacations on their own to the most exotic places in the world, wear high heels and power suits and are probably bossing over ten Tarzan types!
That brings us back to what I read – What do we “Jane’s” want?
We want a connection. An intellect that is as strong as ours. A stimulant that gives us an orgasm in our minds. A conversation that we can live with for the rest of our lives. Someone who will hold our interest till the day we die. That’s love for us. Its not diamonds (although those are important too), or a BMW (we won’t mind that either), but love that will let us be. It won’t want to snatch our freedom, and take away those things that we like to do, irrespective of whether you like them. Love is someone who will let us be – women.