Wake Up And Smell The Bruises
I know what I saw. I know the sense of danger I felt. I know that unmistakable instinct women develop about trouble. There was something off. I didn’t need to see the bruises.
Body & Sex
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
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Why Digital Dating Means Nothing New For Indian Women
India is on the digital map and we of the brown-skinned, spicy-food-eating ilk are exploring digital dating too.
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When Did ‘I’m Married’ Become A Pick-Up Line?
Why are married men openly partaking of mating rituals? And why are women falling for them?
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Cruise Control And The New ‘Joy’stick
I live a charmed life. I stumbled onto something I loved doing and that, coincidentally I was also good at. It happened late enough that I had had enough time to pick up an education and a world view so I wouldn’t grow up into a unidimensional adult. And it…
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Crown Of Thorns
A hair accessory incited so much harassment from strangers and friends alike, it unwittingly became my crown of thorns.
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The Human Resources Princess
I wrote about several Human Resources professionals I’d known. A friend in the space shared it on his network which brought up some angry reactions.
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I Want To Be A Modern, Female Superman…
No, this is serious. I am friend, businesswoman, creative thinker, socially aware voice, family woman, hot single girl, gal pal and a host of other things.
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N is for A Nice Guy
N is for noir fiction (my first attempt). And N is also for a Nice Guy.
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E is for Evil
I wanted to do something dark and all the E words I could think of, were positive & bright. Exuberant. Elaborate. Excess. A friend suggested EVIL. How did I *not* think of that?
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A is for Anniversary
I’m writing a short story everyday as part of April A2Z challenge. Each day’s prompt is a different letter of the alphabet.
