THE DEPRESSORS: Ever found your life filled with many depressors and am sorry to state most are men, when you are awarded people want to know as to what have you written so well that you got awarded, or acted so well and some feel a let down, some sarcastically state this? Is an understatement of the our time, the trouble they take to belittle your efforts, one makes you wonder why the hell did I ask his opinion, when I have proof enough to tell what my grey matters hold. There are many among us who would consider it a waste of time, and some feel the plot is not thick enough to present the actual situation I had in mind, the drive crazy lot keep asking you so what? many a time to make you feel is this argument called for. There are those who would love to ooze their sarcasm trying how deep they can hurt you and these are supposed to be people who matter more in our life. These people love their opinion emphasized where your dressing is concerned, What you should wear along to the shades of saris to jewelry to flowers and adornment, sometime even the mehandi in hand is disgusting to them, the glass bangles are a big nono and then the anklets with a jingles and the key chain on your hip with any bells in them and so on, in total they rule not only your being but your taste. One has to forego every small little thing which even our fathers never bothered these men have a say. The same thing is applied by woman too, they also rule about what they should do and wear and even beard and shaving and so on. Perfumes that can be put up with kind, the matching color of tie and vehicle I could go on, But it is not the things but the addressing of each issue sends one to a senile state as to what you do can always be wrong or right. Where are the men, who love you for what you are and anything you do is appreciated, or is it only in imagination and fiction of life, that we long to have around to put together our feelings like a bouquet of fragrance of life.