Friends
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Friends used to be people I could talk to. Now I hang the tag of FRIEND on anyone who lets me be silent.
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Friends used to be people I could talk to. Now I hang the tag of FRIEND on anyone who lets me be silent.
It’s time to start being more conscious about which people I call friends, even on Facebook.
I wrote this in February when red, dancing and unexpected affections seemed all around.
I’m turning 44. I survived trauma, 3 recessions, a pandemic. There are miracles, there is anarchy and amidst all that, there is sense.
Visits: 0 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…
Visits: 0 Should gender matter in friendship? That’s a question I’ve been asking myself my whole life. After all, gender is a social set of rules (a construct as some call it). Some people follow the rules more vehemently than others. Rules exist to contain & direct human behaviour and…
My journey through Valentine’s Days is full of bloody warfare, dangerous laughter, cold money and seething rage. What was it like today?
@ Rambler: 🙂 Yes, I do know what you mean.
Friends to me was just the sitcom for a long time, then few people changed that, now its more like people whom I need not speak to, to communicate, If you know what I mean
@ Supremus: 🙂 Glad you finally made it. And yes, I’m a creature of many moods, though this was more escapism than cynicism.
Came here through blogspot – no wonder my readers were not showing up your posts!! Domain is the way to go! Great theme btw.
And yeah, mmh, felt like a very cynical feeling hehe!