The So-Called Alpha Females

Once upon a time not so long ago- I used to feel proud to be called a Alpha Female.Not any more cos lot of unexpected events made me realise -that fancy names and jargons doesn't mean a thing-Handsome is what handsome does.

I strongly feel Character is what one does when no-one is looking......And the Few alpha females I know or thought I know-sadly turned out to be different versions of Gold-Diggers- Who cry "Wolf"-when their self interests get hampered- and their self interests are motivated by pure material haves and have-nots. One guy- friend, who seems to be a checklist match for loads of girls( thank God he has got married now and will cease to be of any interest to any of these girls)-his equation with many of these women, and the consequences made me learn a lot of things-

All of these women sooner or later would start crying from the rooftop about how mean and cruel and disgusting a person he is- Interestingly this happens when each of them have tried and failed to get into a relationship with him. They have not been crying "wolf " when they see him rejecting someone else's charms. The "truth" and "Realisation" dawns on them only when he rejects them. Nothing wrong in that- except maybe one needs to accept responsbility for one's actions as well- and agree and say"ah well I thought he looks good on paper, and I thought things could work out between us , so I gave him lot of leeway, but he was too smart for me", instead of saying nasty cruel things about him and him alone.

Funny thing is each of them have expected me to stand by them and support them cos I happen to be one female buddy of the guy- and since I have always believed a little too much in my conservative teachings of the nuns- have always reprimanded him- though going by logic alone- it has never been any of my business.....

I wonder if they had a close guy friend- who was in a similar situation with other girls- would they have ever risked their friendships to speak out what they thought was ethically right......

The Scapegoat

Met up a friend after a long time- and some of the old stories came back to my mind.
It amazes me how even the most courageous of people choose to clutch at straws when it comes to facing some bitter truths. This friend had been at the recieving end of some unfair and unfavourable gossip by people whom she trusted and who were close to her......Unfortunately there are wheels within wheels and one close person is linked to another close person and taking them to task means standing to risk a very valuable relationship- So quietly an outsider who knew each of them in a restricted capacity was made the scapegoat -and no one was hurt-except tht the concerned person was made a nice little scapegoat uneccesarily and before she knew what hit her she had been nailed and crucified .............
I sometimes wonder if life is always so strange for everyone in all parts of the world?