#IdeaStory: Sea of Words
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.
A friend and occasional blogger tells us about an arbit conversation that she had with her husband on the breeding habits of towels. Khee khee khee. “What are all the towels doing behind the door?” I asked him.“Breeding,” came the prompt reply.“Breeding?” Quite used to getting such answers by now,…
We all know that men never listen. Hearing is the curse of the non-masculinity endowed. I’ve had to remind certain people of things I’ve stated categorically earlier. I am a great friend. I’m worth my weight (or in my case, at least fifty times my weight) in gold as a…