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XX - XY chromosome

Relationships are complicated. Sometimes the more complicated than the human body. Relationship is one of the few things where English Vocabulary fails. Too few words to describe too many versions of it. Relationships seemed the sweetest thing till I finished High School. The Era of Mom, Dad, Aunt, Uncle, Brother, Sister,Niece, Nephew and in one word family. Everything felt simple and happy. Complications grew as our world became bigger. The minute we speak to the opposite gender, who is not blood - related the drama and trauma begins.

Maybe because it is taboo in the Indian society, Opposite gender relationships are always a battle. Parents load the kids with bogeyman stories and Kids gets a different version from friends. I never ever learned the lesson or meaning of a relationship with boys and men. Both are different and it is to be handled with care. We always learn our first lessons from home. Right from cooking to company management. And this is a lesson unlearned.The society has set too many rules in the boy girl relationship. This coupled with the rebelling trend can cause a lot of mess. Too many eyebrows are raised 


Where do we draw a line?
Can I treat him the way I treat my girl friends?
Will he exploit me?
Can I trust him?
What will others think of me?

The questions are endless. When we say a girl as a friend. The relationship is clearly defined. The expectations are set. The amount of compatibility and trust can vary from person to person. When we say a guy as a friend. The limitations begins. Is the restrictions based on the physical attributes or due to the psychological block. The answer is unknown.

Subconsciously we treat individual person in a different way. The same factors apply. Still these are a little over the board. The relationship vary from crush to lover. And each is defined by its own characteristics. The world might not understand the depth nor the truth about the relationship. They just criticize the girl or bookmark her as a epitome of evil. She might be true to herself and her world. Still the society has their own views and version to it.

This will change only when the change begins at home. Till then the complications of XX - XY chromosome will continue

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