First of all, my apologies to the litterati for all those punctuation errors in the title tag.... But my aim here is to make my politically incorrect point and not to be tied down by the rules of language. In any case, my dilemma which is an age old dilemma faced by women the world over is a crazy mish mash of romanticism that is a part of our socialization during our upbringing which involves a lot of princes dressed in white riding on pristine ponies saving the maid from an unknown devil which has been tormenting her since birth(metaphors for parents and teachers and all those childhood bogey men, not that I had any of those...) But yes anyway, I'm talking about that agonizing time before you find out which one of the men is the one or IF at all any of them is the one.... There I finally got it out after all that confusion and chaotic writing, I have the principal card on the table.
So at the risk of being ostracised by my exes, I'd like to put my chaos on air for all to see. You see, I've always been pretty old school, very propah in some ways and a pariah in many others. I've always had very strict ideas about the dirty linen and soiled sanitary napkins(sic!). But about my love! life.. It's been out there for all to see and to discuss. Yes, I've even known it to be dinner table and cocktail conversation for many. Why? Because I'm not the kind who keeps everything under wraps. I love to share my happiness with the world. If I'm happy more likely than not you'll know it(unless I really don't like you, maybe even then you will, you see people can't resist a sob story!). So under such circumstances, it is very very necessary to understand whether your crush is crushing back (eew sorry I got that off a horrible teen website, but that's immaterial!).Because if you don't there is a very strong likelihood of looking like a complete fool/falling flat on your face. And since I'm not accustomed to either, I don't want a first.
Which is why I'm writing this in the first place.
You see my life is completely flooded with men just now... And I'm not exactly sure of which way I should direct the wind and make it blow.. Should it be the most probable way or the opposite direction or should I make it go where it had intended to go before it turned or should I just leave it be.
November 2008: Then and Now...
I let it be... I came through... :) There's nothing more sacrosanct than love. I mocked it at every step of life. I told myself I didn't care. But I do! I did! I always will! Pray when will we stop kidding ourselves about love? It is in the end, after all, all there is.... :)
So at the risk of being ostracised by my exes, I'd like to put my chaos on air for all to see. You see, I've always been pretty old school, very propah in some ways and a pariah in many others. I've always had very strict ideas about the dirty linen and soiled sanitary napkins(sic!). But about my love! life.. It's been out there for all to see and to discuss. Yes, I've even known it to be dinner table and cocktail conversation for many. Why? Because I'm not the kind who keeps everything under wraps. I love to share my happiness with the world. If I'm happy more likely than not you'll know it(unless I really don't like you, maybe even then you will, you see people can't resist a sob story!). So under such circumstances, it is very very necessary to understand whether your crush is crushing back (eew sorry I got that off a horrible teen website, but that's immaterial!).Because if you don't there is a very strong likelihood of looking like a complete fool/falling flat on your face. And since I'm not accustomed to either, I don't want a first.
Which is why I'm writing this in the first place.
You see my life is completely flooded with men just now... And I'm not exactly sure of which way I should direct the wind and make it blow.. Should it be the most probable way or the opposite direction or should I make it go where it had intended to go before it turned or should I just leave it be.
November 2008: Then and Now...
I let it be... I came through... :) There's nothing more sacrosanct than love. I mocked it at every step of life. I told myself I didn't care. But I do! I did! I always will! Pray when will we stop kidding ourselves about love? It is in the end, after all, all there is.... :)
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