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A World Of Difference

A couple of days ago I got a forward in the mail. You know one of those things which always seem to make the rounds of the internet. Usually I let these things by but this time I saw red (of course didn’t hurt that I never have anything to do in the office). So off the top of my head, I just dashed off a few lines and hit reply. And the rest, as they say, is history. Not quite, but I’ve always wanted to say that.
Q:Thoughts from Man's heart
When we are born, our mothers get the compliments and the flowers.
When we are married, our brides get the gifts and the publicity.
When we die, our widows get the life insurance.
What do women want to be liberated from?
The average man's life consists of:
Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going,
Forty years of having his wife ask the same question;
and at the end, the mourners wondering too where he is going.
A:Thoughts from Woman's head
When you are born, we get the pain and the drugs,
When you marry, we get the drudgery & slavery,
When you die, we are forced to wear white,
And yet you ask why we want liberation?

The average woman's life consists of:
20 years of wondering where her son is going,
40 years of wondering where her husband is going,
and at the end mourning where they ended up...
I know this is not the story of my life & I’m forever grateful for the all the women who have made my life possible. Sadly this is the story of millions of women around the world. Agree with me or not, let me know in the comments.

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