Ok guys, I was asked this question, and dont know the answer....so I am giving MSians the chance to answer this question......

The best answer get a Prize

Question:

Why do we have a Women's day and not a Men's day?

What do you think the answer is?

I am writing this diary entry not coz I have some thing useful that I think you should be wasting your time on, but just coz it is the 29th of February 2008. A Leap year.

Before I go any further, let me state that its only 11:00 in the morning and I am already super sick of people referring to this day as 'Leap day'. What the hell does leap day mean???? Leap year, yes I’ve heard...don’t understand why they call it Leap Year...who leapt? February? And why?...was it pissed coz some self proclaimed genius stole 2-3 days from it to begin with and then decided to be generous and give it one day back, one in four years???? Big freaking deal…hell is that why February is pissed and leapt? Is that the reasoning behind calling it a LEAP year??? (somehow I doubt that…even though I made it up…so much for being convincing...hahahaha)

Anyhow, I figured that since I don’t know for a fact what I will be doing a week from now, or where I will be a month from today, it would be a good mark my presence on MS with a diary entry and a review (check it out....review pitch)

So if I am not her four years from now, someone will hopefully stumble across this leap Year review and diary written on the 29th of Feb 2008…and just smile !

I spotted the object of my desire, entrapped in a glass casing. Wrapped in an exquisite golden cover, calling out to me “come my love….pick me up, and experience bliss”

As I walked towards the forbidden fruit, I knew I would be regretting the decision the moment I tasted what was being offered to me. Still, the temptation was too much to resist, and I quickened my pace, unable to control my craving anymore.

As I reached out and freed my beloved from the entrapment, the fragrance of love hit me like a ton of bricks, now it was too late, there is no turning back….things have gone too far already!

As my fingers worked as fast as they could to release the brown, creamy, smoothness from the clutches of the golden wrap, my mouth was going wild in anticipation of the first taste of lust, this could not be love, it was too soon, too fast, too short.

Heaven oh heaven, so smooth, so creamy so sinful, unadulterated bitter sweetness…this is what draws me to you. The thrill of the forbidden, the taste of the heavens……*sigh*

But alas you are no more, you have started your journey down a long slippery road, to a place, where you will be rendered unrecognizable; and here I am left standing regretting giving into temptation; regretting tasting you.

Sin is not a one time deal, the forbidden has been tasted, the senses aroused and temptation strong….there is only one thing I can do….Time for another piece of Chocolate!!!

In the view of all that happened ..... the write up, the outrage, and the subsequent 'mandavali'.....there is something I wanted to share

I have kept this thing on my desktop...as it is a reflection of what we face as women....no matter where we go, what we do, we are in danger, emotionally, physically etc.....so here goes.....credits to the author in the end

Rules for girls

Don't go out alone at night
That encourages men

Don't go out alone at any time
Any situation encourages some men

Don't stay at home
Intruders and relatives can both rape

Don't go without clothes
That encourages men

Don't go with clothes
Any clothes encourage some men

Avoid childhood
Some rapists are turned on by little girls

Avoid old age
Some rapists prefer aged women

Don't have a father, grandfather, uncle or brother
These are the relatives that often rape young women

Don't have neighbours
They often rape

Don't marry
Rape is legal within marriage

To be quite sure - DON'T EXIST!

- A poster by filmmaker K.P. Sasi, titled Rules for girls, circulated on an email discussion, gives a telling take on 'How to keep woman safe'.

A Husband’s Valentine

Good Morning Sunshine,
Wake up! my sweet Valentine
Today is indeed a Wonderful Day
Why are u looking at me this way?

Oh! I didn’t get the Diamonds you wanted
Damn now for the rest of life I’ll be haunted
Now I have to run to buy you roses
God this woman! Save me Holy Moses

A Wife’s Valentine

Good Morning love, my sweet heart
I love you so much, Never want to be apart
Oh! How sweet a gift! Of happiness I’ll die
Such a wonderful necklace, I’m afraid I’ll cry

Where are you going, why such a face?
Whats the talk bout’ roses? Why such a haste?
Something’s wrong with him I tell you! You hear
Fool can’t even tell when its a joyful tear!

Every time I miss clicking on My Photos or My M2M link , I end up at this empty diary space….My diary…EMPTY!! Can you believe it! (this frustration apart form the glaring reminder ‘You have yet to key in your thoughts’  )

Its like saying my head is empty, like I have nothing in there to spew….I mean its not socially acceptable is it?…A head being empty?…One would naturally assume for all my reviews ..atleast Bhoonsa should be like a place holder for my brain…

So here goes this is my place holder, unless I come up with something more entertaining…

Sheesh!!!! I feel like a failed circus monkey!...and according to MS a dumb one at that!.....atleast I have retained my intelligence enuf to realize that...hehehe