Can you fall in love over and over again? Or it is just waking up to the same love every morning, albeit with a different face and name? Who are we really having an affair with? Other people? Or with that one frame that we hold up to the world…
We settle for entertainment, not love. But I’m no longer looking for disposable. I want something real, something I can nurture and build a life with.
Ever met someone who reminds you strongly, sharply of someone else? Even when they don’t look alike, sound alike or seem to have anything in common? What about situations that seem to keep repeating over and over again? We date the same kind of person, our spouses remind us of…
My latest obsession is Sex and the City. For the past few days I’ve been wrapped up in the love lives of Carrie, Samatha, Miranda and Charlotte, dazzled by the wardrobes and their lifestyles, amused by their incessant man-izing (!) and thoughtful over the dilemmas they face. Okay, I know…
Maybe I’ve just been watching too many episodes of Sex and the City but then, I’ve also been pondering on committment-phobias a lot recently. The last episode I watched ended with Mr.Big (Carrie Bradshaw’s grand love) getting engaged to someone else and Carrie musing: Maybe I hadn’t broken him in…
Discover the importance of individuality. Embrace your true self and don’t let others define you. Understand who you are for a fulfilling life.
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…
Happiness has nothing whatsoever to do with what’s happening in your life but at least a little to do with how you feel about it. And in my case, peace of mind too, I think. My name means harmony and sometimes that thought makes me (and other people laugh). But…
The adventures of Superwoman turned Ms. Housekeeper during aweek-long vacation. From unpacking mishaps to closet cleanouts.
Now for a post on something I’ve been meaning to write on for a long, long while. It should have come earlier, I know so much about the subject after all. Why do women love bad boys? As a confirmed bad boy-o-holic myself, I wonder why I’m continuing to make…