A Comfortable Close
“I like this”, she says, “I like us.”
“We are a comfortable close.”
And she smiles at the picture on her screen one last time before switching it off.
“I like this”, she says, “I like us.”
“We are a comfortable close.”
And she smiles at the picture on her screen one last time before switching it off.
Like every other aspect of Mumbai life, dating here is stressful. My result driven city has made a corporate exercise out of the experience of finding connections!
I have been pondering the meaning of commitment. Ha. Today’s thought for the day says,
Honesty is not something to flirt with. We must be married to it.
I wrote this on April 12, 2007. It was a private post and nobody read it but me. Why then, am I sharing it here now? Because lately I’ve been accused of not being passionate about writing, by someone whose opinion matters very much. Because I find I’m constantly arguing…
If you ram your head into a wall too much, you might get stuck in it!!! Let’s call this being as stubborn as a mill.
Who are you after what you have learnt? Who is your real teacher and what is the lesson?
I dressed up for a Christmas special dance workshop.