Should We Judge Infidelity By Who Cheats?
We treat infidelity differently depending upon the gender of the cheater. How can we hold a uniform idea of justice across genders then?
We treat infidelity differently depending upon the gender of the cheater. How can we hold a uniform idea of justice across genders then?
An unexpected reunion made me have to think about people and the wounds we inflict on each other.
The nicest thing to happen was that I felt like myself in my own skin. The nature of the current is home.
Shaina Seth’s baby is eighteen months old today. Shaina is a successful executive with a leading business house. Shaina wears diamonds. In her ears, on her fingers and in her eyes. Sharp, cutting and forever bright. Of Ray, there is nothing more than a memory. His last words to Shaina are…
Another writing exercise and this one I thought up myself! (Pat on the back…thank you, thank you). The challenge was to write a 140-word story about Twitter. Samir and I did this under a timer. And finished in close to 14 minutes. I call this a twory. ~O~O~O~O~O~ An 80s…
A friend asked me yesterday how I would feel if my boyfriend took off on a trip with my best friend. I thought for a bit and said, I trust my best friend implicitly so I think I’d feel a lot safer if my boyfriend went with her rather than…
They were in the same class. In my class. She was the quintessential behenji in a hip crowd. Plaited hair, salwar-kameez and a sharp brain. In accordance to her curd-rice genes, she took copious notes, had a near-perfect attendance record and consistently high grades. She told me once that her…
Poison,Was laced intoThe first glass of sweet wine you offered me Since then even water tastes like fire From betrayal is born vindictivenessAnd for those of us who never forgetIt is akin to the demon child born of a mortal womb You will always be the poison in my sweet…
Presumption and Ego came to me. Presumption cooed, I’ll make you happy! Ego thundered, I’ll make you sad! I shrugged and said, As you please She only made me laughHe just made me cryDisappointed, I didn’t pay my fare The failed act fadedI was left holding the used ticket to…
Some people make you come to lifeIt’s like they make you feel so much moreAnd they do it by hurting you ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ Masochism isn’t that abnormal after allEveryone picks their scabs and healing bruises when they are kidsSome people just carry that behaviour into their emotions as well ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ And…