Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Short Women have it easy. Really?

A tall friend complained, rather accused me or my kind of short women in the following words - "You, Snow White's dwarf, you always manage to capture the TALL guys and leave me stick out like a sore finger among shorties."

Till then I never ventured to ideate on this earth shattering, equation altering threat my kinds posed to the romantic and procreation lives of my taller friends. But, really 

I want to assure the proud possessors of those unending legs, height or lack of it has nothing to do with who is entrapped in our charms. Nor is the height of the suitor inversely proportional to ours. In the matters of the heart, it is the width of the heart and depth of emotions that matter. Okay, maybe at times the monetary beauty of an individual may draw some attention. But thats about it.

However, it also got me thinking. Does my friend have a genuine grievance? Does height and physical appearance of a person contribute to making a lasting, successful relationship? Do men feel secure in a masculine manner when they are going around with pint-sized women? Does it push their protective instincts? Or does the woman who has to almost leap to kiss her mate, hang on to a tall man just because she sees her short height as an handicap and desires it to be equalised by the man she is with? What is it that women and men want respectively?

I was myself plagued by a superstition or whatever you may call it to be for a long time. I generalised like an utter numb nut that all my best buddies were so because we fell in the same height bracket. Our vertical hurdle is something thats common and binds us. It was a sure sign to me then that all tall people, seldom gel with me. To add to my theory I also made a mental image that since there was an obvious distance between the invisible wave lengths emanating from me and any person who is more than half a foot taller, a lag, an incommunicable gap was bound to be present and that shall stop me from being friends with the Palm Tree.

As I grew in age, maturity and girth (sigh!) I kicked myself, not literally as it is not physically possible, for being so lame. And now when I look back and around and ahead and above, I see so many beautiful people of all shapes, sizes and some even deconstructing the definition of size, who are my friends, who have been so real that life without them would be like some thriller movie without the adrenaline rush, the oohs and ouch, the swears and popping out eyes and the silent anxiety within because you know you may lose the bet as to who is the baddie.

The tall and short of this whole yapping is to assure my TALL PRETTY Friend that "buddy if you and I can be friends, so can you fetch yourself a tall, awesome dude. One look at your beautiful, almond shaped eyes and a guy shall be yours, lock stock and barrel. So, worry not. Stand tall and enjoy the emphatic entry you make in parties. So many would kill for that kind of height and legs. MUAH!

If you still suck at the romance game with tall men, well then too worry not. You have an entire brigade of not-so-tall fellows with the Tom Cruise syndrome who would love to hold you in their arms or be held by you rather. Let me just throw in a few names. What about Aamir? NO? Salman then? Why do you look shocked? Okay the wealthiest Khan then? Arrey, why do you believe it was his wax statue that features in movies these days? HUFFFF...Think Sachin then? No R.S M.Ps coz they seldom have real powers? Girl, its so difficult to match your tall demands.. Wait, wait, I still am not done with the list...wait girl!!!

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