Books are the best partners in bed. They are undemanding, unapologetic. They are the giving lovers we crave for. They can arouse unspeakable sensations in you. They are inherently innocent about what they convey. They can appease a scorched heart with their stirring words. They aren’t great lookers always, but make the perfect inseparable companions.
“Open your eyes, I’m here.” It whispered. “It was a long night. I missed you.” It murmured, still groggy from sleep. “You know you need the rest, my dear.” “Yes, but I’m famished without you.” … and they went on with their everyday banter. For others, there was serene silence and just another day had… Read More Silent Banter
Is one instance or situation enough to give us the license to judge people? Someone’s mistake can be someone’s blunder, yet, shouldn’t everyone be given a chance to have their own bitter-sweet experiences and learn from them? People and relationships are bigger than ill-advised impetuous choices. Each one of us deserves a chance at redemption.
A: *tediously* I’m telling you, there’s nothing like a bad hair day. Its just a fancy term. Me: *sadly* No! Look at this frizzy nest I have over my head. 😯 A: *accusingly* You women make your own life complicated! 😐 Me: *staring hard* You’re just jealous because you’re balding.😒 Silence. Message sent across, and… Read More Complications
Why is obsession always taken as a negative emotion? How would a musician manage to spend hours or days together perfecting a tune or a sculptor patiently and delicately chip off tiny redundant pieces off his treasured creation if they weren’t focussed and fixated about it? Isn’t being obsessed about something entail dedication and commitment?