Much Ado About Something

They walk away from her They ignore her They ostracize her Should she forgive them? They do not see eye-to-eye They never did They bully her They ridicule her Should she forgive them? They party without her They talk about her They laugh at her They do not respect her Should she forgive them? They spread falsehoods about her They expect her to conform They use her Should she forgive them? The next generation takes potshots at her They made them do it The next generation ignores her They made them do it The next generation ridicules her They made them do it Should she forgive them? They cause her pain They cause her sickness Should she forgive them?

Walked toward the kitchen a couple of days ago and what do I see but some rat droppings on the floor. The sibling and I looked at each other with disgust and the common feeling of oh gosh not again was evident! You see this same shit (uh uh) happened during the renovations and we were super grossed out then and this time too. Oh, crap (some pun stuff here)! We wondered if there was one or a bloody mischief of those rodents around the place. Okay, so it was being productive time - we bought a trap, set the bait, the darn pest scurried away. We cribbed about who let the rat/s in with the usual you did-no you did-you did-no you and… yes I am sure you get the drift. This kind of argument was not getting us anywhere and the rodent(s) was/were in our midst. The next step, based on guidance from the internet, was to follow the trace of the droppings to the nest (if there was one). Those monsters are so slick; they hide in the craziest of places we could not find them. Actually, none of us...

Haven’t a clue about what to wear even though the cupboard is bursting at its seams? Join the club. Here is my story… Feel the urge to buy new duds to wear even though I know quite well that I have something that I can work with at home. The sales stare me in the face practically yelling out to buy something immediately or ‘lose out on an opportunity of a lifetime’ (the slogan) - I take the bait. Walk into a high-end shop that has enviable clothes available for all shapes and sizes. I try out the outfit so dear to my heart. It fit perfectly and enhanced all the positives! Hello darling where have you been all my life? I exclaim quietly. Did I blurt that out aloud, I wonder. Act nonchalant but the salesgirl who gets this attitude from everyone has lined up a couple more for me to try. She thinks she has won me over with her exuberance. I do not let on that I am just window-shopping. Try out the next couple of outfits, which are as amazing as the first. I feel great. Damn it, why...

‘I’ve decided to give it a spin the online dating scenario’ said Rita to her friends two years ago. She was one big mess after her spout of failed relationships. Her optimistic nature was on as she scouted for the right guy. She browsed through the details of the men on the sites and there was one constant – the I, me, myself rhetoric. Not wanting to be negative, she gave it a shot. Male one Looked like a dish. After chatting online for a while they meet at a coffee shop. Everything goes well until he closes up on the job front. Unemployed, and for a while! Looking at playing house – nope. Not a catch at all. Drop. Male two Not a hunk but extremely intelligent, witty, a wiz in business but not yet weaned. Mama’s boy. Drop. Male Three Mix of the two and a self-made man. They go out on a couple of dates. He is gay and wants to settle down to please the folks. Drop. Male Four Chubby, well connected and extremely wealthy, a connoisseur of practically everything. The air of ...

I am obtuse I am not fake I am negative…not all the time Being positive is cheerful But... situations depress me I see bitter in the sweet I feel the mean in the street I see black you see white I see complicated you see simple I choose me you chose me too Thank you. The me you see is kind The me I see, not so The me you love loves simple things The me I see covets material goods The me you see is good The me I see is the other way … not so The one you love is not who you think she is… I thank you for loving me the way I am, I choose distance, social media my crutch You want to feel me… you need the warmth You are my one true love I love you with my entire being You get me… completely I thank you… Nope that will not do… 'Coz my darling… I love You.

This happen to you any time? You've put out the finest. Dressed up the home. Got the place looking nifty, warm and inviting. You welcome everyone. No one comes. You invite a good number of people for a birthday celebration – just two come over. A couple of the crowd, stride in hours later and not fashionably so! Economically you are on a relatively good pitch. Across social networking sites, you score rather well. The like buttons are on an overdrive. Sharing something that you put up on social media is constant. The STATS are on an all time high. WhatsApp messages blink often. The phone rings occasionally. The lounge looks Spartan without anyone else but you. What IS the matter? Are you an F2F social misfit? Do you not meet the cut? What IS happening? You agonize over the situation and mull over various aspects. Cry over ‘friends’ and ‘family’ who do not make the time to connect with you. Many don’t even message. The others who do, keep in touch when th...

Honor your Father and your Mother How many of us really follow this fourth commandment? Arguments definitely arise with our parents but if do not respect them, how can we expect our kids to follow suit? Getting on in life without tending to elderly parents is slowly rearing its ugly head. Everyone does need to get on in life and if this means that looking after the elders does not feature in the big plan, so be it. However, when the tables are turned at our dotage, we cannot complain - after all what goes around… The next generation is raised on a cocktail of materialism and economic growth over the priceless love for grandparents and elders. We cannot cry later because our kids have put us in an assisted living facility. When are we going to realize that unless we treat our folks with respect, we cannot demand this from our kids! Parents chastise their kids because they do not respond to them immediately when they call and/or are not respectful, do not make the time for them, hav...