Gender Stereotyping and a tag

The lovely Monika tagged me on this:

Have you ever wanted something that is considered ‘manly’ ? Like a basketball, a cell phone, a dog, a camera or a new laptop? A new car or motor bike? Ever wanted to be a pilot? A doctor or not a nurse? And the manliest want of them all – The remote! ;)

As a kid did you enjoy playing with a bat and a ball?

There was a time when books were considered ‘manly’, women authors had to pretend to be men – would you say books are still rather manly – women should want to embroider and crochet?


I have always been a girly girl. Damn it, even today, my nickname on the www, generously given by the bloggy world is Milady. But once, for a very short while I was not a girly girl. I was a tomboy. When I was young. Blame it on my father. He insisted I have my hair cut short. In a boy crop. I wore pants and shorts and tshirts. I was the son he never had. And the fact that I was the reduction zerox of him played no mean role in his fixation with getting me to masquerade as a boy. I was too young to realise I needed to protest. I played with the boys. I prefered hanging out with the boys to playing doll and dress up with the girls. And I was one of the boys.

The father expired. I was nine. And the hair grew. And I began menstruating. Yup, I started at nine. Partly the reason why I stopped growing in height too, I reached this height minus an inch or so by the time I was nine, and then, full stop. The mother was reluctant, naturally, to have me think of myself as part of the boys then. Especially since I was a girl, and a latchkey child. I was gently steered towards girly things. Like dresses. And make up. And I began sprouting breasts and filling out. I was a little lady.

But I got into college and started one non lady like habit. I began swearing. The F word was my favourite. I was careful to not use it in front of the mother, but my mouth was a gutter. Until I cleaned up my act in the last year of college. Now I dont use any bad language. I dont need the shock value it gave me anymore.

I also wear jeans. Every single day of the week. And my uniform is blue jeans and a black tshirt.

I dont watch television, despite us having three sets in the home, but if I do, then the remote to the one in our bedroom must be in my hand.

I detest kitchen work, cleaning up and housekeeping. I am officially the world’s worst cook.

Like all men, I am a major whiner when I am ill. I sniffle. I moan. I groan. I make sure everyone in the immediate vicinity knows I am ill. And demand sympathy. I make a simple fever a cause for a national holiday.

I am great at delegating stuff and not doing anything myself.

Other man things I am guilty of? Making a mess of my cupboard. Leaving the bathroom in a mess. And some more I cant think of.

But in most matters I’m a dyed in the wool old fashioned gal. I like doors opened to me, me getting right of way, oldfashioned chivalry and courtesy, I like my nails manicured and my lipstick on, and my heels high. I like being soft spoken and I like to have a good cry while watching some movies.

But yes, I can eat any man under the table. That is the most manly thing I can do.


About Kiran Manral

Kiran Manral published her first book, The Reluctant Detective in 2011. Since then, she has published nine books across genres till date. Her books include romance and chicklit with Once Upon A Crush (2014), All Aboard (2015), Saving Maya (2017); horror with The Face at the Window (2016), psychological thriller with Missing, Presumed Dead (2018) and nonfiction with Karmic Kids (2015), A Boy’s Guide to Growing Up (2016) and True Love Stories (2017). Her short stories have been published on Juggernaut, in magazines like Verve and Cosmopolitan, and have been part of anthologies like Chicken Soup for the Soul, Have a Safe Journey (2017) and Boo (2017). Her articles and columns have appeared in the Times of India, Tehelka, DNA, Yowoto, Shethepeople, New Woman, Femina, Verve, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Conde Nast Traveller, DB Post, The Telegraph, the Asian Age, iDiva, TheDailyO and more. She was shortlisted for the Femina Women Awards 2017 for Literary Contribution. In 2018, she was awarded the International Women's Day award for literary excellence by ICUNR and Ministry of Women and Children, Government of India. She is a TEDx speaker and a mentor with Vital Voices Global Mentoring Walk 2017.
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6 Responses to Gender Stereotyping and a tag

  1. priyaiyer says:

    Oops!! I just tagged you for the same too!
    Aside, nicely done tag!! was fun to read!

    Thank you…


  2. “But yes, I can eat any man under the table. That is the most manly thing I can do.”

    the one that matters the most u can do so no worry 😉

    loved the tag… nicely done



  3. god bless you kiran i always wish that you stay healthy. And dont eat men please they dont taste that good 😉

    If you say so… 🙂


  4. Women are expected to suffer silently, regretting the inconvenience caused to their family – if you whine when you are ill, you are a sinner 😦

    No yaar. I think of it as women being biologically given a higher pain threshold. Men are wimps. They cant bear a little illness without moaning and groaning about it. Nothing twisted about it.


  5. Sue says:

    Folks, just to let you know — she is actually a pretty good cook when she takes the trouble. She just calls herself a non-cook so that nobody can make her cook.

    K, you fraud. 😛

    Shhhh. Dont let my secrets out.


  6. anna says:

    you are just such fun to read. thank you.



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