XXFactor 55s On Men
Men like teaching me stuff,
Educating me on how it all is
Sometimes things I already know
Occasionally better than them.
Navigating Family, Friendship, Marriage, Colleagues, Companions & other social connections
Men like teaching me stuff,
Educating me on how it all is
Sometimes things I already know
Occasionally better than them.
This is what the stars have to say for me today: The analytical side of your brain is about to do battle with the emotional side of your brain. Which side do you think will win? This prizefight won’t be bloody, but it will have a conclusive winner. The losing…
A weekend date with two women friends. My male friend put it as, “Spent a lot of money? Bitched a lot about men?” What would he know of girl talk?
The man and I have several themes of conversations running. We do manage to have those despite bad telephone signals along the train routes, mad auto-rickshawalas, terror workplace situations and differences in time zones.
Sometimes we are on the same train. I have a ‘subject-to-last-minute-change’ schedule. Maybe so does she. Is she a student? Or a working professional? She dresses like a teenager would, if she had the acquired sense of style that someone at least a decade older would have. Her face is…
I’ve discovered that the only way to survive Monday is to charge at it like you’re on a roller-coaster. Eyes closed, hurtle into it at top speed. It will be over before you know it and what’s more you may even have had fun. You can count the broken bones…
Glasses that have to be just perfect for the drink they contain.A plaintive voice asking Don’t you serve wine in wine glasses? accompanied by a distressed-disgusted look.Non-plussed over why it is such a big deal. Amused.Thoughtful…I can’t bear to sit on a bed that has anything on it…clothes, books, bags,…
In a lifetime of relationships that range from bitter chocolate to arsenic, he is like a glass of clear, cool water. Cleansing, clarifying and healing.
Does anyone know what the best ‘ex’ policy is? I admire…no, I am deeply envious of those enlightened souls who are ‘great friends’ with their exes. They’ve obviously got it all figured out just great and I haven’t reached my Bodhi tree as yet. I am struggling, as yet in…
Why are same gender friendships so under valued?