You’re in trouble when you start believing your own good press. But you’re a woman when you start believing your own bad press. What we girls need is a little less guilt and tad more thoughtlessness. A version is posted to Yahoo! Real Beauty.
Mid-Day has a story by Kasmin Fernandes on Foursquare today. Moksh and Daksh Juneja have both been quoted while I provide a counter-perspective on this social media game that’s rapidly gaining popularity. Here’s what I said: Virtual rewards aren’t for everyone If you don’t like being followed, though, location-based apps…
I watched the movie ‘Turning Thirty’ yesterday. That title also describes my life. The film was a thoughtful experience.
What happens to a normal, decent nice guy going about his blameless life when he meets misnomers who are misogynist? How easily they all turn.
There is the family that you are born to and can’t do anything about. There are friends you choose of your own will and from whom you grow away. And there are those your heart beats for (or more likely your hormones delude you with) and from whom you rip…
We were talking at cross purposes. We were enjoying domestic reverie together. How did it blossom into completion?
You reached out your heart to me. What I found, tied me to you. What we are, is a kite.
A body that works without medication. Food in my stomach even before I’m hungry. The safety to walk on the roads by myself. Life.
I miss being fabulously single. I’ve been it for so long, it has become a part of my identity. A huge, glamorous, proud-of-it, reveling-in-it part which is the one thing that conflicts with being in a relationship. A good relationship is wonderful in a number of ways. But it still…
My smile is like a neon lightLighting up all aroundAnd drowning out all elseBrilliance in personIt says, “I’m happy!” Yours is like a candle flameA single flicker in the darknessEnveloped in a warm embrace of shadowsGentleness personifiedIt says, “I make you happy.” And you do. *Read my other Love Poetry….