Men!!!

DISCLAIMER : This is not a random generalization. It is based on certain discussions and observations.

Nature has framed the character of man thus. He goes into the world and performs his various activities. He selects a standard of living that meets his approval, and then pursues it with all his heart. His senses are alert, and he is careful not to neglect a single detail that will serve his purpose.

So tell me this. The various aspects make life distinct, and this is the case with every single person. So, how does one view the components of an individual life as separate?

It seems to me, that men tend to compartmentalize more than their female counterparts. Should plucking apart the web of life into single threads be called ability? Or is it merely an inclination?
Women search to interconnect their experiences and view them as holistic. Growth in one doesn’t necessarily equal success in the other, but still..You tend to transfer part of the attitude and heightened levels of self-belief from one activity to another - Something I call the ‘Sagacity to achieve Totality’.

Meanwhile, some men have multiple lives & wives (metaphorically, of course). They leave both success and failure with the wife they call ‘work’, and come home and are willing to live an entirely new set of ups and downs with the wife they call ‘wife’. The two wives don’t really meet. So a man that’s obsessively organized at his workplace refuses to pick up his socks at home.
I think women just have higher mood thresholds, and don’t mind mixing it all up. They revel in stepping into this big puddle of different depths. Ask a woman about any one existence-shaping incident, and she’ll talk for hours. Ask a man, and he’ll give you a non-committal ‘huh’.

Women need people on different paths of their lives to meet. Men are blissfully happy if they never do. Really, do friends need to be organized like jewelry (sorry, that is an obsession of mine).

And I thought delving into the psyche of women was proving to be mystic.

But perhaps I must bid farewell to this contempt. Maybe the partitioning of life’s aspects is what allows for a quiet maturation. Or perhaps in the words of the most prolific bard, this is all ‘much ado about nothing’!