Marvin’s World: My Daily (And Nightly) Health Nags
A mobile phone is a daily companion. Who knows the value of a calendar better than a woman who manages clothing, commute, food, grooming & schedule via her body cycle?
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
A mobile phone is a daily companion. Who knows the value of a calendar better than a woman who manages clothing, commute, food, grooming & schedule via her body cycle?
So India’s contribution to otherworldly beauties is pregnant. My first thought was that it wasn’t either parent who announced this news but the grandfather (and indisputably the more famous Bachchan). I wonder if someone were to ask the younger Bachchan how come he didn’t say anything, his reply would be,…
A pair of lovebirds coochie-cooing in the back benches of the classroom had everyone else hot and bothered. The body becomes such a battlefield.
Marketers have noticed the financially independent urban woman as a consumer demographic. It used to be about my body; now everyone wants to get into my wallet.
Our hearts twist and turn their way through other people’s lives and leave behind wreckage and memories.
To ‘the one special woman’, You are the stuff of memories that never fade, rust or get forgotten. You are the overriding factor above everything hormonal, practical, emotional, logical and fair. Indeed, you must be special. I’ve been thinking about you a lot. Do you know who I am? I…
You’re in trouble when you start believing your own good press. But you’re a woman when you start believing your own bad press. What we girls need is a little less guilt and tad more thoughtlessness. A version is posted to Yahoo! Real Beauty.
55 words: The past is a tricky creature. It never quite stays in its place, does it? It defines the path we take. It makes us who we are.
I watched the movie ‘Turning Thirty’ yesterday. That title also describes my life. The film was a thoughtful experience.
Love may be a universal need but relationships are certainly not for the faint of heart. Am I a braveheart?