>The other day I was talking to a friend of mine, who is a young talented poet, actor and a writer. We were talking about a post on FB and I asked for her views. Her response was that she felt strongly but she wanted to think before she wrote. I asked her to write about her feelings and not her thoughts and she said she would try, but never did write. Another friend of mine, in her early 30s talked to me about how often she struggles with knowing what her feelings are, i.e. is she feeling angry or is she feeling sad and how important is it for her to “know” her feelings before she responds. These discussions provoked me to write this post about how I come across people, both men and women, who are very cautious about coming across to others as sentimental or mushy. It is as though, expressions of passion, of anger, of love,
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>illegitimacies and identity
>there have been countless times in the past when i have written my blog, in my mind, organised my thoughts, even put the lines the way i thought they ought to be; but never really “typing” them on this page, as i am doing now. why do i do this? well, in some ways, that is what i am going to write about. i believe i am a woman of substance. I am over 51 years of age, live in India, been married, had a child, raised her, been divorced, been in relationships, worked full time as also loved, fought, claimed, offered, received, rejected, accepted, reached out, ran away, denied, acknowledged, hated, ignored, cared for and been loved. i have had a difficult and a very interesting life …. difficult because that is how i feel about the experience, and interesting because it still fascinates me. the idea of illegitimacy can occur in people’s lives in many ways … through
