Make-out Make-up

With a lot of thoughts getting in my way of writing this, I have finally had the courage to pen down my thoughts.
A 'good friend' asked me about times I get anxious. A mental stroll to times I've been really anxious, did not ring any bells. Such questions, by nature, don't deserve honest answers. In this case, I had to be honest, I was the one who initiated the question.

To this came a small laugh. I was getting a lot of this these days.

There are reasons why girls and guys fight over 'typical girl' - 'typical guy' issue. While both hate to fall in their respective categories, neither will have enough answers to justify their points.

I was 'one of such', recent incidents dawned the unknowns of non-physical life structure.

Furious as I was, I managed to pull myself together to 'listen' - no medals for guessing, it is a task.
Forgetting a lane, misguiding the person who's on the wheel, asking ridiculously emphatic questions which are highly rhetoric in nature, bad driving sense, bank of emotions which no one cares about - but few from the same species and emotional attyachaari. I have just described women for the world unaware of the boyish translation.

Horrible at multi-tasking, choose convenience over emotions, chasers- and by that being very specific to relationships, whiners, judgmental nincompoops, etc etc etc (guess why this list can go on :P)

Let's rewind to our evolution.

Why?

Because sometimes on asking a question, you have to scratch your head and go back to evolution theories.
The only difference between then and now is how we've adapted our natures to transforming lifestyles of evolving ages. We're in the process of understanding our own make-up, psychologically.

Somewhere between the evolution theories and the future of fast-forwards, time paused...