I remember the good old days .The moon light simmering through the trees in our old house back in 13-D . It had a small garden with a cute umbrella in a corner.I remember last year in winter i was working on my novel and i used to sit there and write . When i got bored , I strolled outside . The security guard at the barrier was a pretty energetic fellow and used to walk with me for hours telling me about his hometown in Punjab .

I hated his appproach to life . He termed all three of his wives , Incubators ; had a girlfriend in Karachi and none of the three wives knew about each other .

He had this cruel smile on his face when he told me about them and i just couldnt help but feel sorry for them . I wrote it all down . I wrote it because i thought that i'll need to write about this someday . Ive meet people like him all my life . Rich Ignorant men who consiter women as a mere entity .My mother had always said that to respect a woman is to be a man . I wonder if she meant it the way she said it because honestly my father didnt really respect my mother .Dont get me wrong . My mother was never 'listened to' i guess . Thats the worst that a man can do to a women i guess . Not listen to her .. I know how it feels . Maybe i just think that i know how my mother felt , but i seriously believe that a man's success is highly dependent on his wife's influence . U see i happen to be feminist , Women are intelligent and they need to play their part in constructing the society ... Its just that these amusing men think that all she can do is reproduce . Our country is still filled with a lot of these idiots . ... gotta go . Mum fasted tofay and i have to get her some orange juice ... will be back to complete this in an hour or so i guees ....