I sincerely believe that men and women are born equal. Women have every right to lead an existence of their choosing. But when it comes to dressing like men or cropping their hair short like men - well I have certain reservations.
I am convinced that women are quite capable of brushing their shoulders with men. At the mention of shoulders, incidentally, I invariably wince these days.
A fortnight ago I had been to a friend's place and was returning home quite late in the evening. I was travelling in a bus. The bus was full and, so, I had to travel standing.
En route more commuters clamoured inside and it was really an uncomfortable journey. As my destination approached, I started inching towards the exit, but the heavy crowd inside was making it a difficult task.
However, as I moved towards the exit, a boy, who was blocking the way, refused to budge. The boy was neatly dressed in a jeans shirt, and the hair was appropriately cropped.
I was getting angry at the boy's adamant attitude, and wanted to move ahead by shoving him aside. But I controlled my anger.
Instead, I laid my hand on his shoulders and gently nudged him to give me way. The boy turned around and, then, I got the fright of my life - it was not a boy I was staring at but a girl.
The lady glared at me, gave me a fierce scowl and continued to stay rooted to the spot. Fortunately for me, she did not utter a word. Had she done so, the other male passengers would have pounced on me and roughed me up for good in the belief I was molesting her. It is not every day that you get an opportunity to beat up someone. They would have just relished it.
Getting over the initial shock, I was suddenly taken by an urgent need to get out. I lunged forward, brushing off all resistance, and leaped out of the bus even before it had halted at the stop. The bus, thereafter, moved on and I heaved a sigh of relief. I was alive!