Inner workings of an (in)sane mind

People say Love is a matter of heart We all are aware of that People say always follow your heart but would that be smart? People say heart is most closer to god To that i always nod What People say. you can't question and I am keen to end this session Because what I see around me With it even you might agree There might not be a happy ending apparently because following heart doesn't come with a guarantee 

Hey guys and gals, A lot has been said and written about the recent Delhi rape case. I think the rapist, politicians, the police and the Delhiites all are at equal fault.  Rapist because they are brutes, we all agree to that. Politicians because, it’s not the first time it has happened in India, estimates say every 20 minutes a girl is raped in this country. So why are they creating a hue and cry now. They should have come up with the law the very first time a girl was raped, wasn't a rape a crime then???  Police, okay this news have made it to the front cover what about the rest and who are the rapist... were they caught and punished. The rich rapists go scot free only the poor ones make it to the news papers.  Dehiites, you are no better than brutes it’s because of your selfish attitude Delhi has become a rape capital. If the reports are to be believed the girl naked, bleeding unconscious was left on the road to die. She was there for an hou...

An open letter to our husbands  Dear Husbands, How are you guys doing? I am sure most of you are fine. I have something very important to say to all of you about something that has been troubling we women for a long time i..e.. STUBBLE IS BAD . You need to shave twice a day . Its getting difficult for us to go through the day with red stinging skin. I can point out five very important reasons why you should put an end to our prickly torture :- Firstly, Stubble doesn't help you look like THE DREAM MAN . No sensible woman wants an untidy, unkempt, stubble man as there dream man. Secondly, Have you been wondering why your wife is reluctant to get close to you in the evening the reason is not that u have a bad breath ( but its nice to brush twice) or she's tired. The reason is stubble is quite a turn off. It makes you look really bad and untidy. Thirdly, Have you ever seen a heart-throb actor sporting a beard. Usually these top class actors sport a beard w...

Award for the best couple goes too...... I was in Delhi last weekend attending a wedding. I had nothing much to do there, just look and act pretty. Since it was humanly not possible, so I did what I do best. Think. I thought day in and out. I noticed people day in and day out. The thing that caught my attention the most.... Okay I wouldn't say the most, because clothes and jewelry the women wore did catch my attention...still have my attention. The close second was the kind of relationship couples shared. I came to a conclusion that there were exactly 10 kinds of "couples". First kinds of couple are the ideal couple, where there was the right amount of taking care.... Finding little or small excuses to be in each other's company... praises for each other...addressing each other as "ji". Strangely this kind of chemistry did irritate me a little. It seemed over the top most of the time. Second kinds of couple are the buddy couple, w...

I write I read nails i bite stories i feed Nothing seem good nothing seems nice nothing can lift my mood nothing is as per my choice All of a sudden I am short of words Writing seems like a burden nothing seem to stir my chords What to do? Or what not to do? is all i wonder and it leaves me feeling like a FOOL.

Can’t love you more Author:  Renu Sethi                                                                                                          Author Introduction:  Just celebrated my 4 months of writing. I hardly qualify to be called an author. I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Cheers Story:   Can’t love you more Author:  Renu Sethi            ...

www.glad2bawoman.com     Thank you for sharing this amazing story with me Death of a relationship The minute he opened his eyes, he felt it.   There was something in the air. Something. He could not define it. That something hung heavy over the room...like one of those mosquito nets of the days of yore...impenetrable green nylon which kept out not only mosquitoes, but air as well.   Sitting up, he noticed she was not in the room and immediately the blood rushed to his head. Where was she? She must be on the phone. She must be talking to HIM. He knew it. He knew she was unfaithful. It ran in her blood, it did. She had done everything for HIM without the slightest hesitation.   DAMN her! Why didn’t she love him? WHY had all that love gone to HIM? He loved her didn’t he? Didn’t he bring her flowers every day - press her feet when she was tired? Didn’t he insist that she was the most beautiful woman in the world? What did HE have tha...