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Born From Fire

Image Source I live my life the way I want Why do others have a problem with it? I let go of people who don't matter to me And others, in my life, I always fit I wear the clothes that I like Short, long, wide or deep The length of my skirt is my choice Why so desperately you want to peep?

Wife Beating

Image Source " When the wife is away, the husband will play. " " Marriage is a workshop where husband works and the wife shops. " " WIFE: Without information, fighting every time. " " It is hilarious when women think that they are punishing their husbands by not talking to them for a few days. " " A husband always has a wireless connection around him. It is called - Wifeye. "

Book Review: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest (Millennium Trilogy #3)

Image Source Title: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest Author: Stieg Larsson Publisher: Quercus; Film Tie-in edition (29 July 2010) Genre: Thriller Price: Rs. 299 on Amazon . Pages: 656 The first and second books in this series were so awesome, that I picked this one as soon as I was done with the second. While the original translation of the Swedish book is called The Air Castle That Exploded , The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest is a continuation of the second book and manages to tie all ends together. In this book, the characters have more interesting lives. While Salander is now confined to an intensive care ward due to her injuries, she is also assigned a lawyer (Blomkvist's sister) to fight the murder case where she is the prime suspect. Blomkvist is going out of his way to help Salander, including smuggling a PDA and a modem into the hospital for her to use. Erika Berger is going to quit Millennium to be editor-in-chief at Sweden's large

She Sits Alone

Image Source I sit here with a cup in my hand Looking into oblivion, but not lost I am at peace as I do this This gives me happiness at zero cost Sometimes I do read a book As I enjoy my cup of tea I like that no one disturbs me When I come here, they let me be

Conscious Uncoupling

Image Source For some reason, all the articles that I've read since morning have been about marriage and the difficulties that surround it. I am not a staunch believer in the institution of marriage but I do believe hopelessly in love. I married the man I love around four years ago and we have continued to be lovers and soul mates. It worked out very well for me, so yeah I'd like to say that marriage is good. The reason why I say that I'm not a big fan of marriage is because of the forced relationships and responsibilities that come with it. When most couples say that they don't feel married, it mainly means that they do not stay with their parents. The only time that I've felt married is when I stayed with my in-laws for the first two years of marriage. It was no less than hell. Today as my husband and I stay on our own, we're back to being in a relationship rather than being forced to being man and wife.

Love Lit

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields “ But there is still plenty of light outside ”, I say looking out. “ I know. But since this is the only time you have before you leave again, we’re doing this now .” He smiles his charming smile. “ But… ”

Corporate Circus #1: Fresh Meat

Image Source I joined the corporate world almost eight and a half years ago, right after college. Yes sir, I was one of those lucky ones who finished exams on one day and had to report to work the day after. A year before my final exams, I was placed in one of the biggest companies in the world and my family and I were delighted. Writing as a passion and a part time job, came years later. Back in college, let me correct myself, back in an Engineering college the only goal I had was to secure a job before I was done with my graduation. It was accomplished without much of a difficulty and a year later I was on a train to Chennai with my parents as my joining location was Chennai. Since this post is not about my struggle in that God-forsaken city, I will not bore you with the details. The first day was the induction that was held in a five star hotel and I walked into the corporate office the next day.

Blind Chaos

Image Source The path is crowded with thick fog It pierces every part of me, her scream Blinded, I slowly try to trace the path Not too sure if I'm in a dream A sharp stone pierces my bare foot Almost to prove that I'm still awake Cries of plea cloud my ears I hear the shackles she's trying to break

In The Name Of God

Image Source A few weeks ago,  when I stayed up all night being sick, all I wanted to do the next day to take a leave from work and sleep. The idea was to sleep until 10 am and then drop a message to my manager about being sick. It was just 6 am then and I thought I had more than enough time in hand. My eyes were exhausted as I hadn't slept a wink the previous night and I was having a terrible headache along with severe body pain. It was gloomy outside and it was the perfect weather to cuddle up inside a blanket and go to sleep. I had just closed my eyes when I woke up to a loud sound. That of a Shehnai . I stay on the third floor of an apartment complex, so imagine how loud it must have been. Turns out it was a religious procession by a man and his gaudily decked up cow asking for alms in exchange of blessings. Why he had to be so loud I do not know.

17 Years & Counting

Image Source Circa 1999: I had just changed school and had moved to a convent for the eight grade. This was an all girls school and it was a little difficult for me to adjust as I had been a part of co-education until now. I was always a tomboy and being only around girls was something new. I am someone who makes friends easily and soon had a circle of my own friends in the new class. After the first exam, I turned out to be the topper and I was enjoying my popularity in a relatively new place. This made me gain more friends. Some of who were happy for my success and others who just wanted to be a part of my circle. I had many friends, but not one I could relate to. Then one fine day, in the middle of the term a new girl joined the class. Shy and introverted, I still recall her round brown glasses. Of course, I stayed away from her at first. Silent people were never my cup of tea. I like the loud, brash ones. In short, people who are like me.

Pull Up Your Socks

Image Source You have a lot of things on your mind But what you are lacking is the time Life suddenly feels all rushed Stopping for breath feels like a crime You are swamped with too many things Nothing you do seems to go right Before you quit take a second to think Do you want to leave without a fight?

Action Replay: September 2016

Image Source Yes, yes I'm really ashamed of staying away from this place for such a long time. I did have my reasons though. First, work kept and continues to keep me busy. Second, Harry Potter. We'll come back to that one later. At the risk of sounding like a techie, I'm gonna say that we already are at the final quarter of this year and I have no clue how the months passed by. The last three to four months were all about work and September was no less. Not that I am complaining. I'm a workaholic. We all know that. But earlier, I used to manage my time much better to include writing blog posts, reading, sketching etc etc. Something has snapped somewhere and I'm trying really hard to fix it. It is not easy, but I have no choice if I need to keep this space up and running.