I like to make a grand entry and a quiet exit.At events, in situations and other people’s lives. There’s nothing quite like making a splash since most people believe in first impressions. On the other hand, goodbyes for me, need to be quiet,Like they almost never happened..so perhaps it will…
You’re beautiful. For reasons I can’t explainI find my gaze pulled in the direction of youQuite incomprehensibly,I can’t think of a single intelligent thing to sayWhen you turn and smile at meAnd wait for me to behave like a normal human and respondBut I can’t. I’m lost in the wonder…
This, she thought to herself, is uncomfortable. Bloody uncomfortable. Like being pregnant and not able to deliver. Or like being married to Prince Charming and not being able to make love to him. *Groan* Those lines might have been really good but sounded trashy. Only because…because…she gave up. I have…
To the people we love the most, we are a little bit crueler.
I am part of that mob called the Old Girls’ Club. And when it out-numbers the rest, it’s all about loyalty to the tribe.
On the first week of June, Mumbai welcomed the monsoon of 2008. I watched it arrive, alone…which is probably the best way, with the rain. The skies heralded the season of water.And then I watched the drops paint the sidewalk a shiny, sheeny gloss of life.The traffic revved, feet sped…
A weekend party where I was a minority woman among men had me thinking about I navigate my gender based on attraction politics.
Hmph. I’m surrounded by wise guys, Alec Smarts and evil pranksters. Working from home for a day and when I get back, I realise my things-to-do list from 2 days earlier is still lying on my desk. As is my habit, I scan through it to see if there are any…
I promised a new section and here it is! Of note, I haven’t received that many contributions as yet (*disapproving look at readers*). Arre…you expect me to do all the work or what? 👿 Alright, alright I will! So here we go and welcome to a a new episode of…
And now that we know them by the cities they live in, the professions they pursue, the interests they devote their time to and the languages they speak, what’s left? The women they love of course! Here’s a look at what you can tell about a man by his favorite…