Language was supposed to be a tool that made humans superior over animals, gave us power to express our thoughts. But this language of ours comes with a big asterisk. I believe that most of the issues today are because we talk too much. Reminds me of that saying “pen is mightier than sword”, words
Rape, the word itself gives you chills and you instantly feel empathy towards the victim and anger towards the culprit. Rape crushes a woman completely but what happens when there is no physical assault but an assault on a woman’s soul. At birth, a child is a child. A child doesn’t know that he/she is
Yesterday I had gone to meet a lawyer related to some property matters, he seemed to be in a good mood compared to the grim face lawyers have all the time. I asked why he looked so happy today and he somehow felt the need to talk to me about his personal matters and started
Everyone once in a while is late to work, it’s understandable, you can get stuck in traffic, rains, lift, car broke down, etc. etc. Lots and lots of possibilities are there because the entire world seems to be conspiring against you from reaching to your holy workplace on time where for the next 10 hours
The lucky ones are good at decision making, whether the decision is good or bad is something that is immaterial, the main point is that some people are good at taking decisions on their own. However, if you are unlucky like me who cannot decide on anything and always keep swinging back and forth
Decisions, something we all take everyday, something we deduce by loads of methods. Action – Consequence, Good – Bad, If – Then Reasoning, these are some of the methods from a large list for making decisions. But our changing minds always keeps us thinking whether the choices we made were right or wrong. What were
My sister, 35, watched her husband, 40, lose his business, friends, family and possibly in future trust of his 1.5 years old toddler (if the habit doesn’t change). It’s not easy to live with an alcoholic and it saddens me to see how my sister is undergoing the same that my mother went through when
Maybe Not….Maybe Yes, but I will probably never know. This is one question that keeps bothering me almost everyday with one or the other decision that I take. Should I have worn the red dress instead? Is the make-up too much? Should I still be friends with him? The list just goes on and on.
Every other day when I get bored from work, I login to my Facebook account and start browsing through the profile of my friends (so-called Internet friends whom I have not met or spoken to in ages). Hours go by before I realize that I need to go back to work. It’s weird that I’m
There is a constant chaos where I live…I don’t call it my house because I’m living with my husband’s parents so technically it’s their home.. From the moment you enter the house, chaos starts, someone is shouting on someone, someone is cribbing about something, no one really seems to be happy with each other. Family
