Sadly, I don’t know any women who haven’t faced a sex pest lecher in life. For us the encounters of the perv kind are as ubiquitous as holy cow on the BJP manifesto.
My neighbor went back inside, when she saw me leaving my house, she’s probably a racist and hates foreigners. My friends didn’t wish me on my birthday, maybe they don’t like me anymore. She’s checking her phone while I talk…wow she’s rude! These are just some of the prime examples of me getting on thoughtContinue reading “Jumping to conclusions: My primary superpower”
Occasionally I can use these “mini memoirs” to see how my personality has devolved from an overly sanctimonious child to a garden variety cynic.
Hi guess what ?! I am a person and I have opinions. I am so tired of listening to and reading other people’s takes on things, and ending up feeling like my opinions are as worthless as water to a dead fish or pineapple to a pizza. This is a controversial sentiment that I amContinue reading “The psychobabble is unstoppable at bedtime”
I am heading to a “networking meeting” organised by some important people to help other important people (I include myself brazenly) meet up and find a possible “network.” Like clockwork, when asked to put my best foot forward, arrives the crisis of confidence in both my personality and in my wardrobe. Why is the corporateContinue reading “Snow boots with dresses: transgressions for the weak”