transumptive "after" thoughts

During one of many mundane conversations with a friend, we stumbled upon the topic of people being judgmental.  Won't bore myself by even attempting to recall the details, but here's me sharing a summarized conclusion of that discussion.  Your choices are for you to understand and others to judge.  If it's in ones core nature to be judgmental, no matter what you say or how much you justify, they'll continue to judge you. But if it's not in their core nature to be judgmental, then no matter what you do, they won't.  It's just a lengthy yet acceptable way of saying fuck 'em.  Sent from my iPhone

The ones who feel rejected for being different understand the importance of acceptance.

Who would've thought that an aspiring writer actually has to be a good one just to get published! I mean, wtf right? ​

I’m going to start a series of random thoughts… since they are random, I cannot guarantee how often these will appear.  Here’s one to get started Random Thought #1: Spent an hour bitching to my ex and realized it is so much easier to gossip with an ex as opposed to someone new in your life. For the simple reason that your ex already knows whom you are talking (in this case bitching) about, there's no need to explain anything in terms of background story, cause he knows it all, and to top it all, through trial and error, he pretty much knows exactly what to tell me too.

I have read many articles on what to expect after divorce especially when it comes to friends, but still none of them could have prepared me for the Indian family reaction. Also because most of those articles were written by non-Indians, and we know we are a different breed/species in itself.  To provide a simple background, mine was not an abusive marriage, and my ex-husband is actually a gem of a person. So it was a rather difficult decision to make as we were simply not compatible. Now how do you explain this to an Indian society? Compatibility? What is that? What am I even talking about right? He’s a nice guy, doesn't hit me, nor abuses me. He doesn't even cheat on me and my in-laws are lovely people. What on earth could drive me away? Well, I’m not answering that. All I’ll say is, we are not compatible and rest is between me and him. But this write-up is not about the why, it’s more about what followed. Surprise #1 - PARENTS My parents were extremely suppor

They don’t call you crazy           When you are an accountant They don’t call you crazy           When you are a mechanic Nor do they call you crazy           If you are a doctor, an engineer, a carpenter or a cleaner But they call you crazy           When you make music for the soul When you create art from your mind… and not sell to the world           When you play the beat of the heart When you sing the song of the devil           Or when you surrender to the universe You are no different from me yet I am far away I touch you… feel you… understand you You touch me… well… can’t feel me For I am thin air… lost in the fair           Catch me if you can… touch me If you dare! In my defense... this was written in my sleep... well, i actually dreamt this! If it doesn't make much sense, now you know why :p