What If I was a Girl?

I had gone to the local bus stand at 4Am in the morning yesterday. JP [Humble Arrogance] wanted to smoke a cigarette and i wanted to eat/drink some fresh air, so went to the bus stand and saw buses coming from different places and going to different places. People got down, some boarded the bus and the journey continued. It gave me a very strange and nice feeling that I was looking at the moving buses. Drivers changed hands , passengers got changed but the bus moved on, to a new destination for some and the same old one for itself.

I felt happy that I was looking at buses and the lights and the open sky and the dark black roads.

I felt free, I wanted to come down and I came down.
I did not seek anybody's permission, I just thought and I did.
JP wanted to smoke so he smoked, I wanted to look at the buses, so I stood there and watched. I did not care about the taxi drivers who were drunk or those who were not even taxi drivers but were yet drunk.
I laughed loudly, I even abused randomly, some people looked at me but they were drunk and I was not.
The buses went away, I said a silent bye to them and JP laughed at me because I was looking at the buses, I said Fuck You to him and asked him not to blow his smoke on me.

We came back and then I thought a dangerous thought, What if I was a girl?
I would not have owned a bike and even if I had one I would not have come down to the bus stand just to look at the buses.
I would have feared my parents, what if they get to know.
I would have tried to hide it from my brothers because they would have felt bad.
I would not have told this to my boyfriend because he would have simply not taken this shit.

And then I reached my room and realized that I was not a girl. I did not have to seek permissions or hide anything from anyone.

I don't seek permission of my parents for many things, for anything almost, but things would have been very different if I was a girl. Permissions, rules, freedom, free will, this looks crazy when I think about life that way because we ,for sure,live in a crazy society.

There is a good old friend of mine who wanted to buy a dress, a nice skirt. She told me that she would buy it and wear it in her house because it was bit revealing and uncommon for a small town.

I did not think twice before buying a worn-out jeans for myself and she lost the charm of the dress because people would stare. She even told me that people try to make a move if they see someone wearing such dresses.

Ah! We live in a crazy society for sure.

What if I was a girl?
I would have been very very sad if I were a girl. :(