The author of this blog stopped writing here long time back. The posts published here embarrass her now. And hence, there is very little chance that she is going to write here again.

This blog is hence declared to be in a state of COMA.

Do women really go for successful men only? Even if yes, SO WHAT!

With the hope of being read by calm, thinking minds, who can understand what all I'm talking about, and what all not. And with all the guts to least care about being misinterpreted.
"They say, behind every successful man is a woman. But that's 'coz women go for successful men only. It's true friends..."
it's not me saying so. It was a message, a forward, that said so, on my phone one day. And for a change, the feminist streak of my mind didn't revolt against the idea. Rather, the first mental response that flashed was—"so what?".

"She" and "he". And love.

'She' has got something to say about her 'The guy':
He-
shouldn't be perfect. Else I don't deserve him. shouldn't be complete. Else what will, I do in his life? should be ambitious, driven. 'Coz am not. should be emotionally stable. 'Coz am not.     shouldn't be too short tempered. 'Coz I am. should be honest. Again, 'coz I am. should be understanding. More than I am. should be mature. More than I am.  should be caring. But I'll be more. should be sensitive. But I'll be more. should be loyal. Like I will be. should be faithful. Like I will be. should feel for me like am 'made for him'.  'Coz with that alone in his heart, all that said above falls dim. 

Memories

Memories.... snapshots of the loveliest (or the ugliest) moments of life, that created a huge impact on our internal self, 'once upon a time'.
When someone said, "there are some things that money can't buy", he was talking about memories only, I guess. 'Coz nothing can ever be more priceless than these pieces, that when brought together, complete the most puzzling jigsaw of life, called LIFE itself! We cherish them, value them, but don't want to let go of them, ever. Not just 'coz they give pleasure, but 'coz they give definition to the phenomenon called, "growing up".

And you thought love has no limits? :P

Who says love has no limits?
Doesn't it limit you to just one person?
;) :P
Says,
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My first stage mess

We had gone for an after-dinner stroll that night. As it always was, the after-dinner family walks meant lots of gup-shup between mom and dad, and ice cream for us, the kids. Not that we didn't indulge in the gup-shup, but obviously, it was the ice cream that mattered more.
As we were walking our way back home, dad came up with an idea, a decision rather. And to my displeasure, mom was more than just willing to go for it. Rather, to make me go for it.

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