Wonder why men are such wimps?!
Or am I just meeting the wrong kinda men?
The last two men who I sorta happened to kinda date (it’s all very complicated) turned out to be the kind of people who say they are madly in love with me and then when their parents say “no beta! Don’t!” for the silliest of reasons (we don't want girls from the south, was one excuse!) without even getting to know me, the men falter in their steps and say “Oh! Did I say madly in love? Let me rephrase!”
I mean, strap on a pair for heaven's sake!
where are the men?!
Universe, you want me to come up there and kick some serious ass or you guys gonna get your act together?
Btw, the Bali trip was AWEsome!
Will post some pics when I get time.
5 comments:
Just to clarify, miss...being a wimp makes for an automatic disqualification from the category called 'Men'. So, you see, if you're one, you can't be the other ;-)
yeah well, i don't seem to meet any other kind!
For a moment i felt like i was reading something which i thought i hadnt posted yet.... and then realised it wasnt my blog! :P
Read your comment on another blog ... just came here exploring.
I would say good riddance to bad rubbish.
Most Indian boys are brought up to be good sons (read obedient, dutiful sons) not good, well adjusted people.
Don't forget what troubles we Indians go through to have boys, can't afford to loose them to some young girl even if that makes them happy ...
It's always the elders in the family who know best.
Paradox Philic: :o) Wimps galore indeed eh?!
IHM: I don't blog so much anymore as much as I leave comments. :o) But thanks for coming. and yeah, you're right. Oh well... if it's meant to be... it will be.
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