Yes, I admit it. I'm a lazy blogger. And while chatting with Lo, my old college friend, I also realised we are growing increasingly dumber thanks to the world wide web. (No offence, Internet-jee! I still love you.) So, Lo and I have decided on a contest of sorts. She will start (finally!) a blog, and I will force myself to update this one. And we will take on the challenge of doing 31 posts in August 2011 - can be one per day, or all in a week. The idea is to post regularly. Topics are open, and there are no word limits. Poetry, photography, random scribbles - all allowed. Oh, and the winner gets a prize too. Details on that later. Wish us luck, won't you? PS: I wrote this in less than five minutes. *kicks self* UPDATE: Lo has created her blog , so hop over and check it out. Also, D i decided to join us in our August campaign. So yay!
reasons why women find it hard to find the man of their dreams... 1. The nice men are ugly. 2. The handsome men are not nice. 3. The handsome and nice men are gay. 4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married. 5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money. 6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money. 7. The handsome men without money are after our money. 8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough. 9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards. 10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!! 11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. now, who the hell understands men? "Men are like a fine wine. They all start out li
So, the unintentional social experiment worked. - or rather, is working. More details later. Will update this post by the end of today or tomorrow morning. Till then, watch this space. I had turned off my birthday information on my Facebook page last year. Two reasons. One, the sheer number of messages that came in on FB directly, and then because of FB on Twitter or via sms. People got a 'reminder' and hence, an obligation to wish. Never mind if you've not spoken to me in years, or don't know what my life is like, but a FB wish toh banta hai, boss. Plus I don't do a generic Facebook status saying "thanks", so it meant fewer people to respond to. The second reason for turning it off was but obvious. Getting older is getting progressively depressing - the age factor was looming over, people reminding you that you're not married yet, and worse being wished that "hope this year your happy day arrives". I mean, what the fuck! And yes, I just
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