If Thou Beest Sick…Beest Ye Properly

I have no idea why I lapse into the Ye Olde Dayes...I just do. Imagine an imp with a neck ruff a la dear ol' Will sitting on my shoulder, nudging me to shake things up a bit. Anyhoo, I'd had a fever for a bit. Nothing critical but it was on the higher side … Continue reading If Thou Beest Sick…Beest Ye Properly

The Little Piggies In A Woman’s Life

Piggies is purely a metaphor. It doesn't mean anyone who looks porcine, grunts or even loves to shove their face into the slop they eat or wallow in the mud. And even if there's an insidious thread of the meaning woven through the blog...tough! Since childhood we all get introduced to the little piggies. Different … Continue reading The Little Piggies In A Woman’s Life

The Joys of Living Alone

I am not averse to sharing my living space with another person or other people. I've lived in a dorm, as a boarder and lived with my folks till I was an adult and those things really drill it into one's head about the utter necessity of having your own space for your own shit. … Continue reading The Joys of Living Alone

The Benefits of A Neverafter

That's right. Not getting your happily ever after with the one you long and pine for or imagine yourself to be deeply in love with has tremendous ROI. Let's take Romeo&Juliet as an example. Too bad they really haven't found the Fountain of Youth else Will Shakespeare would have been a very rich bugger indeed, … Continue reading The Benefits of A Neverafter

Burying The Hatchet

It's inevitable that when people live together, work together, do stuff...again together, there'll be occasions when there is acrimony. Acrimony can get bumped up into enmity or also a severe case of I-don't-recognize-your-existence yada yada yada. But in the whole scenario, the one thing that no one quite figures out how to do is burying … Continue reading Burying The Hatchet

Lock’ed’ and Losin’ It!

We had a very robust English literature syllabus while I was in school. Pope, Dylan Thomas, Matthew Arnold, Sassoon, Rupert Brooke et al. I specially remember Pope because just reading the title of his famous long poem 'The Rape Of The Lock', had us all giggling like silly school girls (which we were) and also … Continue reading Lock’ed’ and Losin’ It!

The Joys of Being Childfree

Now that's not a word that means your kids are at summer camp or has Grandma babysitting while you take off on a holiday. No indeed. Childfree is a proper concept thank you very much and one that's catching more momentum as well. Today there are more people who consciously take the decision to not … Continue reading The Joys of Being Childfree