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I will solve this thing even if it takes a lifetime

What Women Want : To be loved, to be listened to, to be desired, to be respected, to be needed, to be trusted, and sometimes, just to be held.

What Men Want: Tickets for the Indo-Pak cricket match.

What Women Do : The trouble with some women is they get all excited about nothing, and then they marry him.

What Men Want : Some great sex and no responsibility.

What Women Cannot : A Woman is not born: she is made. In the making, her humanity is destroyed. She becomes symbol of this, symbol of that: mother of the earth, slut of the universe; but she never becomes herself because it is forbidden for her to do so.

What Men Cannot : Give birth to a child and Satsify a woman so completely that she can be happy.

What Women Think : The real thinking of woman is pre-eminently practical and applied. It is something we describe as sound common sense, and is usually directed to what is close at hand and personal. In general, it can be said that feminine mentality manifests an undeveloped, childlike, or primitive character; instead of the thirst for knowledge, curiosity; instead of judgment, prejudice; instead of thinking, imagination or dreaming; instead of will, wishing. Where a man takes up objective problems, a woman contents herself with solving riddles; where he battles for knowledge and understanding, she contents herself with faith or superstition, or else she makes assumptions.

What Men Think : Not much, after all, someone has to "do" it.

What Women Deserve : The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain them. Men can be analyzed, women merely adored.

What Men Deserve : Much less criticism and more TV time.

Comments

borntodre@m said…
Can't resist leaving a comment ..came to ur blog after lots of clicking :) I think its very difficult for men to understand a woman. No psychological formula can be derived to understand them. I really get amazed sometimes over this. I am trying to understand a single gal for more than a year now, still unsuccessful ! Also I have been observing my sis closely and ohh…hats off to her ! It really amazes me what GOD must have done when HE created woman !

Ne way u hv a gr8 writing sense. Surely I will go thr' all ur blogs.

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