All about my not so little ones, Tiny 8 years and Little 6 years. Tuesday, February 25, 2014. I find it hard to understand why I never tried to run any marathon ever before in my life. Yay feeling happy that something which i wanted to do atleast once in my life got accomplished. Monday, February 17, 2014. Difference between Below and Under.

Sorry guys ,I just disappeared after my last post that too it was left in between. Wednesday I managed to fell sick and kept puking after reaching home and Thursday Electricity board decided to have power cut in our locality without any reason. I really dunno if he was in genuine need of money or h.

Otherwise it would have just been another boring usual Sunday.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012. Teri Meri Prem Kahaani- The Proposal. After much contemplation and thinking, I decided to move my space to Wordpress after seeing that people were having trouble commenting, i couldnt password protect any posts and some such minor issues. And what better time than in the middle of my love story to literally force all of you to go to my new space? He says.

I am searching all blogs for tags and picking things randomly. My stomach is very expressive. If I am happy, stomach shows all signs of happiness. Hunger, digestion , hunger everything happens on time. If my tensed, it shows the first signs of distress and I own the restroom that day. My first impression about a person will be wrong most times. I cannot fill ink in fountain pen.

8221; and I am worriedly astonished as to how right these lines from the article are. 8220;The worst possible thing you can call a woman is a. Slut, a whore, a bitch. The worst possible thing you can call a man is a. Bitch, a pussy, a girl. The worst thing you can call a girl is a girl. The worst thing you can call a guy is a girl. Being a woman is the ultimate rejection,. The ultimate dismissal of strength and power, the.

She speaks a little too much. But that fine day, I found another outlet. And yes, you are partially right. This entry was posted in S-Man.

My scribblings, my views, my life. Letting go and moving on. My father is the eldest of 5 brothers and one sister. As always happens in joint families, my paternal grand mother was defendant on my father for supporting. His younger brothers and sister. I am sorry for the long post. This is the first time I have written this and I guess I got carried away.

What if I go on a direction which leads me nowhere. What if I come out of my cocoon ignoring the world. What if I kept myself functional. What if I stop being anxious. What if I break all the barriers and live my life as I wish. Only if I really wish.