Tag: Words
Is Quora another stop shop for pervy Indian men?
Every 3rd answer that I read is now not only anonymous but is also written by a 24,25,26 year old female unmarried/married working for an MNC/studying in a university(IIT/engineering) having sex or involved in fifty shades of sexual activity you only find in smut literature. HONESTLY WHERE HAS THE CREATIVITY GONE? Is Quora now honestly… Read More Is Quora another stop shop for pervy Indian men?
Unemployment curse and snoring partners
7 billion people on the planet and the majority suffers from snoring partners as much as they do from unemployment. As for me I can’t take either. I’m going mad. In my head I’ve even plotted how to manipulate a relative into not giving her daughter her rightful inheritance. Relax. I’ve only plotted it out.… Read More Unemployment curse and snoring partners
Senile
Is it true that as you grow older your feelings and emotions become less and less? Do you start to become immune or numb to the tragedy around you? I lost three members of my immediate family in less than a year. My grandmother and my two young cousins (my father’s nieces). While I felt… Read More Senile
So who’s here on twitter?
Out of sheer boredom nothing else I joined twitter. So peeps looking to tweet please leave your twitter handles below and I shall give a follow!
Love letters to the woman he loved – Vol I
His M, He thought he was cheating on you with me. That should have stopped me. That should have been a good reason for me to let go of my hand in his. But he kept holding it. And I never had the courage in me to unwrap his fingers around mine. He said those… Read More Love letters to the woman he loved – Vol I
Speak.
I haven’t been thinking about you ever since last year. But two days ago I saw her name. On a list of a document where I work. And I stopped in my tracks. It can’t be. Life will not be that cruel. World is not THAT small. She absolutely cannot find work at the only… Read More Speak.
21st June 2003
Sharing another memory. One I can never forget. I was a teenager. Just entered my teens. And just like any other book nerd my age was in love with Harry Potter. Scratch that. Was obsessed with Harry Potter. So it was with that eagerness and zealousness that I entered the only bookstore in my city… Read More 21st June 2003
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