A debate has been raging on for quite some time between me and a colleague, on whether Women can be Ninjas or no. His-royal-sexist-highness insists it’s a no.
Okay. Women can’t be Ninjas, you say. Fine. I agree. You know why? Because, Women ARE born Ninjas.
All of us.
Well, atleast the Indian ones.
Men have to undertake training to become a Ninja, but we women, we are born with the skills.
A Ninja is defined as “a covert agent or mercenary specializing in unorthodox arts of war. The functions of the ninja include espionage, sabotage, infiltration, and assassination, as well as open combat in certain situations.”
Now apply this definition to a woman, your average everyday woman.
Start from when she blossoms into a young teenage girl, covertly trying to win over her crush-of-the-season by unorthodox war methods like making sure he sees her competition with another rival boy, or wearing his favorite color (which she found out after a lot of snooping, and that too discretely)etc. As a wife, she infiltrates her husband’s home, and secretly plots various schemes of sabotage against her enemies (oh, I mean in-laws) so that she is accepted as the perfect bahu. As a mother she is a pro at espionage to make sure that when her teenage son says he is going to his friends house to study overnight, that’s exactly where he goes. She takes on the role of an assassin when her house is attacked by various dangerous creatures like cockroaches and rats and the likes. And open combat? Dude. Let anyone say anything ill about her errant husband or reprobate son, or abusive father or shrewd mother-in-law. She’ll take to arms and vehemently defend that person as if he were an Angel! Another form of open combat is when she sets her mind on something, anything, and things do not proceed that way. (Any husband will vouch for this one!) Hasn’t she covered all traits of a Ninja, in a lifetime, and that too without any training?
Men, on the other hand, just eat, sleep, fart, burp and talk/think about sex. Not very ninja-ish if you ask me.
Until next time…
