I found out a long time agoWhat a woman can do to your soulOh, but she can’t take you anywhereYou don’t already know how to go Not my words but someone else’s.And for a change, not for me, but for someone elseWho I actually hope finds that peaceful, easy feeling…
Thursday has all the guilt of reaching end of week without having done much, with none of the joy of Friday. I’m wearing my first pair of wedge heels that look sensational and feel like hell. What I like about this area is that people stare…not lasciviously but curiously. The short…
The institution of marriage does not hold sanctity any more. His tone scoffed but his voice was gentleReminding her to anticipate reality and not be hurt by it Yet, she persisted, I hold it sacred, even if no one else doesAnd till then,It won’t be relegated to the graveyard of…
Will you think again of the stairway after you have passed?
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.