I hate pink !!

For a 5 feet girl who weighs xx kgs, ( Note how I use the xx here as if you were any smart enough you'd guess it by the name of the blog in the first place ) is it too much to ask of society to kindly note the fact that I am sufficiently grown  enough to be labelled an adult . And by grown  I mean two and three dimensionally,physically and mentally .  Since I have managed to pass medicine in one go I do not in anyway think I give out a retard vibe of any nature although I agree that my maths teacher may care to object. Probably these may be the reasons that made me cringe when my mother's friend made it a point to gift me a bright pink swatch watch . Now when I say pink ,its not the powdery pink that baby wraps are made of but the horrendous Madonna-in -material-girl pink .

Needless to say my disgusted expression was not met well with the lady nor my mother who proceeded to lament on my social inaptness for hours and days after the fiasco.

Why on earth unless I am an attention seeking Paris Hilton would she fathom that  I would wear that on my wrist . It definitely isn't the sort of thing that  I would enjoy looking at to gauge how much more time can I dilly dally about while trying to figure if  the next block of questions would be as fucked up as the present  one on the day of my USMLE exam is it? Nor would I use it while on a trip to Dubai mall for fear of  reprimanding comments from the security guard for the lack of concern on my part for the fasting community since I would have blinded the already hypoglyceimic individuals with the glimmer from my ticking weapon.

 What makes the world think that every human being born with a karyotype of 46XX and the occasional 46XY( sorry fellas I nearly forgot the whole equality thing)  would have some form of raw attraction to pink things?

Is it a written rule ?  Did I miss out on how Marie Curie used to rave about the pink dining table cloth she found at a sale? Or how Agatha Christie had a pink fluffly pen top for her writing ? Apparently not . 

In an era where I see  Ryan Reynolds walk around with skin tight jeans and a pink tee and still manage to hump Scarlet Johansson , I think its about time someone broke it out to the people that us girls really don't have an illicit relationship with pink and it is nothing but a myth passed on from one messed up generation to the other !

I could think of a million things that could turn me off pink . The idiot who came up with the saying "all things pink and pretty" clearly didnt have a clue about porphyria did he? If he had woken up one fine day and peed pink , Im telling you , things would have been different . What about dogs dressed in pink cardigans? That poor pitiful expression  on their faces is sufficient to make me want to clobber the owner with a cudgel and feed their intestines to the dog for enduring the nonsense .  Unappealing for me is the  pink ribbon for breast cancer .For god's sake if someone put it out that pink is supposedly a happy colour why oh why would you use it in terms with cancer? Perhaps a fiery red would have been apt . Or maybe the regular old crab on a boob?Of course that reminds me of carbonmonoxide poisoning too. Remember that news article where the child was locked out in the gargage with some engine running and the parents found her in a bright shade of pink from the poisoning ? Well they wouldnt have thought  that looked pretty darn good would they ?Forget all this , ever called Rhubarb pie or that beetroot salad a bitch for scaring the shit out of you for making you pee pink ?? Ive done it and its not a good feeling to cuss food . Trust me . 

Truth be told , assuming that all girls enjoy pink is a little like assuming all guys like sport . Yes ..I said it. Dont you  guys vehemently deny it ! I ve seen a number of straight , sensible men not batting an eyelid or acting like they have a bee up their behinds when Sachin scores a six or Messi strikes a goal . End of.

Here's to a new pink free liberated world where women can walk around without the fear being assaulted for     having utmost despise for the same.

Anti-pinkingly yours