Here's how the Mark Twain fallacy "When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain" was actualized. Unless your clairvoyant senses are perfectly tuned, one can't really predict the next moment, let alone the far flung future. And, if the cosmic powers stay aligned in colluding to add to one's miseries or… Continue reading The European Love Affair
The lemonade making continues .(The quest for landing decent writing work) : I stumbled upon a site that required me to display my pen(wo)manship and the topic in question was Stress.
Every time you come back to the cosy comfort of your crib after a long luxurious weekend, it's never the smoothest transition.I blame the 'Dial 0 Genie' ('your wish is my command' hotel concierge service) who tenders to your every beck n call 24x7, leaving you spoilt-rotten and always craving for more. Transition 1. The Prodigal Son… Continue reading The Forbidden Fruit
Sometimes I feel 'The Pati' is turning into a grumpy old man in the prime of his life. No, he's not a middle-aged, pot-bellied, baldy. Quite the young hunk if you ask me (or others). But the poor guy also shoulders burgeoning responsibilities especially of a grown woman - adoptive child cum wife. Whereas the… Continue reading Saturday Night Fever
Mine is the classic case of 'when life gives you lemons, make a lemonade'. So here I am struggling to make my lemonade with my very first Blog which, I must admit, has been long overdue. And now that the lemons have finally arrived at my doorstep, why settle with just lemonade? Let's up the ante.We'll add… Continue reading Some Lemonade With a Twist of Bacardi. Salut!