Ah, but his woman expects him to be loyal.
A woman and the demise of her expectations.
The story of every woman I have seen.

Does it shudder your soul to see how women are used and abused?

The solitary life was and is perfect indeed. That is what I chose for me. Imagine if I had to face the horrors she faces everyday.

To each struggling woman, I don't wish to become like you.

When I will be 60 atleast I will not be in a mental asylum like her, thanks to her 'man'!

She will cry her way with pots and pans correcting a characterless fellow.

I will die happy. I love myself enough to not become a crazy lady.

I am indeed the solitary reaper of my life and my soul.

Three Decades to A Happy Life;
Three Decades to A Sane Life!
And to Three Decades More to Go - The Race to the Grave with Grace - with a smile on my face.

Creator of the nebula of gases, I will meet you there -in Heaven. Earth is all cacophony and hell. Three more decades to cover parsecs.

I have always kept safe distance from men. I would rather keep the books closer to myself.
Single and free; free from mankind - oh the tragedy!
I am my own melody, what do these dysfunctional couples even find in each other?!

I love me. So I don't need a man to drive me loopy.
I am a teddy bear in a bloopie or like a beetle in the world, scuttling around amazed by my best friend for life - nature.

Next life, I want to be upgraded as an ant though. Wish list made. Three Decades Prior.
Not a Human in next life. No. Fingers crossed.

Till then I pray, for all women. I see them go through so much. I pray for them to have a resilient spine with all the betrayals their men provide.
For every woman, I put out this prayer out in the ethers - I wish her sanity, loyalty and happy life.

How could a woman betray a woman? That is what a man does to his woman. Sister, I will lend you more weapons to instil sense in him. Don't cry your way with pots and pans.

Burn the coal and make him dance - and you set the tune, my woman!