I never really understood the male psychology. I mean sure I knew basics like looking at a big busted chick would arouse them, or you criticize them and their egos would take a hike but otherwise I have squat.
The ego is of course comprehendible as even women have egos so male egos are pretty easy to understand - all praise, no truth and definitely no criticism. And even though the common myth goes that it is women who can’t stand to hear that they are fat, believe me it is the men who are far worse, because forget fat, they cannot hear that they are imperfect at anything! Sure there are the funny kinds who crack jokes on themselves and might add the occasional sarcastic comment, in passing, on their obesity or their stupidity in some situation, but just for a moment if the same joke were to be cracked by a women or for that matter even another guy on them Bam, it hits the soft spot.
Anyway aside the inevitable ego that for some reason you can’t miss I find men extremely difficult to understand. Not because they are complicated, no, that would actually be a credit. They are not complicated; I don’t understand them simply because they are too primitive. So lost in inferiority that in a society where a few simple social standards are expected they somehow, quite conveniently, fail to oblige.
I am not for once praising women, no. I am not that mad at men to become a feminist, not yet anyway. I understood women pretty early in my life and that is why lost most hope from them a long time ago. Sure they have great capability but when too engrossed in the right make up, hair do, clothes and lingerie that will uplift their breasts, just to entice men, I think they lost it. We usually hear of the very common phrases of how women go stupid when it comes to men, can’t see the truth or simply acting against her self-respect. Just not in her ‘right mind’. Well how can you be in your right mind when you fall for something inferior, you have to become stupid right? So that is the explanation I have, not to mention the unnecessary emotional upheaval for everything. So well yeah women have no hope either, it’s just that with women, I at least very well understand why. With men, well haven’t reached the bottom line, yet.
When I was in school and college I found it definitely better to be in the company of guys because then it was the simplicity that appealed to me. All that was important to them (applies even today) was food, money and sex and for some slightly superior men (rare species) intelligence too.So I was doing pretty well. Wondered why people said men were difficult to understand.But then with a couple of years more experience I found one core thing innately absent in men, which any women you catch, even the bitchiest or the sluttiest, will still have and that is Courage.
Now when I say courage please let not the male chauvinist assume some battle with swords and shields or even for that matter a fist fight with a cab driver, though many lack even the courage to do that. But when I say courage I mean something far deeper and important. Courage from within, on the inside.
Those who are staring at the screen with a blank look or dismissing it as something beneath you, it is actually something above you. A concept lost on you yet let me take the pains and explain with examples. Simple courage to admit that you have an obligation, to be honest to anyone’s face about what you really think, admit you actually feel nice when you talk to someone, to acknowledge the existence of someone or something, to admit to kin of a relation, however trivial, with anyone.
Something I have observed is that the male species is one that lives in denial most of the time. It could be of anything. Anything that could bring the slightest change in their very basic lives that is predominantly revolving around them. Anything that makes them feel even slightly different from how they have existed in all these years. There is some weird connection between men and routine. Something about men and consistency, not necessarily in very obvious ways, could also be in very subtle ways.
Men live in the philosophy that ignorance, or running away in more specific words, is bliss. Can’t deal with it, ignore it. Becoming too much, avoid it. Cut it off. Many women are nodding now I am sure. But I don’t just mean that romantically, though the same logic does apply there too. I mean it in the more basic, general sense. While men can live in harmony knowing that there are problems around them, women (in the other extreme) go nuts if they are aware that even the slightest thing is not in peace with them. Okay I am not really here to do the men vs. women thing because while that has been exhausted and has no worthwhile end I am still at a fix when it comes to men.
I know I started saying that I do not understand the male psychology where I have still managed to write about a 1000 words on the same, but had I said I understood them the men reading would have been skeptical right from the beginning, though guaranteed they are getting there by now… But I stick to what I said, I really do not understand them. Why they lack courage or rather why they are such cowards for such measly issues that are actually irrelevant, until responded in such ways, is beyond me.
Speaking purely for myself, because I cannot say that I categorically belong to the women species (characteristically), it doesn’t really take that much to keep someone happy. If you reach the grass root level of happiness or expectations the rest simply takes care of itself. Sadly, something that neither species has understood, thus unable to keep each other happy. That then brings me to another question; if so different from each other, why then is it said that they are destined to be together? Is it just an example being followed from Adam and Eve? Or is there some other deeper reason for making each species so incomplete in itself, which is supposed to become complete when together? Nope that doesn’t seem right either because if you need to be constantly dependant on something else to complete you, you simply become crippled all your life. Better off to remain independently incomplete. Right? But wait that still doesn’t answer my questions about men and the functioning of their derogatory brains? Oh well there wasn’t any real answer anyway, but men you are welcome to try.
