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.
Me: *reading the newspaper this morning and excited* Hey, today is International Men’s Day! A: *offhandedly* Yes, I saw. Me: *still excited* Wish you a Happy International Men’s Day! So, what special plans for today? A: *still not looking over his newspaper* What special? It’s a regular day. Me: *coaxing* Come on! *very dramatically mimicking… Read More Special Days #NaBloPoMo day 19
After spending the whole of this week offering suggestions that were deftly shot down even before I could finish, scampering past the limited choices over and over again a dozen times, going over the intricacies of the ease in execution etc, yesterday I and A Jr finally agreed that he will toss up his favourite… Read More Competition and excuse #NaBloPoMo day 18
I stumbled onto a comment on someone’s blog yesterday where the girl used four-letter words and lots of ‘lyk’s generously to display her utmost sincerity in identifying with the blogger and his honest feelings. No one else seemed to notice it though. Was I right in being the only one to be offended with it?… Read More Do u agree wid dis? 🙁 #NaBloPoMo day 17
Your mobile phone is no more than a glamourised toy.. …don’t use hilarious words like new, data, contacts or expensive with me in its regard. They mean nothing. ~Confession of an updated toddler
He had been released two days ago. It wasn’t his fault that soon after he saw her prancing around in her frilly dress and two ponytails. Her cheerful smile was a clear invitation. Why then was he charged with rape and sent to prison? “It’s you, again!” said the psychiatrist, as he saw him again.
The man-child of the house incessantly mumbled under his breath for the dosa treat he missed the other day, and the ‘I love it when Mamma creates something only for me’ boy-child refused to have it with coconut chutney when I finally relented and marched to the kitchen to feed it to my hungry pair… Read More A Treat #NaBloPoMo day 14