>I had a very interesting day recently. it started with a petty fight with A over a very petty thing but we brought out the worst in each other. was not very pleasant way to start a day, but ….. 😦 i went out of the house, went to my work space, vowed to myself to be “absolutely and completely” self sufficient (as though there can exist a reality like that) but i think i gave it a good try! i finished lots of odd things that were just pending. i vowed to start driving again; i guess it was my way of putting myself in the driver’s seat again! then the strange things started happening – i started meeting various facets of my identity or shall i say, various facets of women’s identities, all of them on the same day. came the first encounter. some one who i did not know from before, came to meet me. the
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>Rush reached Jammu this morning for a holiday with her friends. She will be going to Jammu, Leh, Srinagar and other places for about 10 to 12 days. Her hosts are her friends parents. I called the hostess this morning to talk to Rusha and give her some more contact details in Srinagar. During the conversation with the hostess, it occurred to me that i am really not very civil by the given standards of civility in the civilised society. Not that i have never really been cognizant about it, but sometimes it becomes a little too obvious. for instance, i think I should have called up the hostess in advance and thanked them for hosting my daughter and for taking the trouble, etc, etc. However, in my mind, my daughter is 23 plus years old and is an adult and so is her friend. So if between them they have decided to go for a holiday, it is perfectly
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