The unholy communion

You have an unholy relationship with the holy man, said he. I have the holiest communion with him, said she. Friendship, said she. Rules are different for you and I, said he. He said, she said, it all followed - both willing to give a life and a limb for this issue...

How many of us are in this situation everyday? Day in and out, you ought to defend friendships. Do you really have to evaluate the gender of a person before you recruit them as your friends? Right from and through my childhood, I've had more boyfriends than girlfriends. I was more tomboyish instead of being the delicate Barbie's buddy. Life gave me more responsibilities, and I am rather proud to have been very successful in this men-dominated world. My dad looks at me for all decisions that he makes, and I've often won. Sometimes, he frowned...but he smiled when I fought to make my conceived thoughts successful...should I change for someone? I decided NO.

Life is a melee...too precious. Each stone in the melee is worth a thousand memories. Jas, when I see the very many people around me in war, I think of you - you've been a blessing! God has proved again that when in confusion, I should seek him, I did, and I won. Just as always - absolutely victorious!

In continuation to my previous post on my budday...

I should have actually written this long ago...well the evening on my budday was rather a very surprising for me too! A few of my good friends and I had decided to meet at a friend's place who stays close to the office. We then thought of pushing for some nice dinner...and when I reached the venue, I realised that instead of me taking them out, a party was laid out for me!

I was wallowing in self-pity during the day...and I was all exhilirated in the evening! Thanks to everyone who made my day special!