transumptive "after" thoughts

Something that I was singing in my sleep today… Hold me like I’ve forgotten, Hold me like the first time; Hold me like I remember, Hold me oh so tight! Hold me like I need it, Hold me like I want; Hold me like you mean it, Hold me all night long! Hold me like you missed me, Hold me like you love me; Hold me, squeeze me, kiss me… Love me all night long!

While talking to my bro-in-law yesterday, we saw an advert of desperate housewives. Now, I’m not exactly a fan of TV watching, I prefer reading over TV. I expressed my wish to someday watch an episode of desperate housewives. Here’s how he describes it… There are 4 women… all desperate enough to sleep with the gardener, the cleaner, the neighbors husband and of course, the common neighbor himself! Should anything go wrong medically, they visit the doctor, only to land up on his bed. And coincidently, he would be the only doctor, and everyone would land up sleeping with him.  Having already been married to cheating husbands, the 4 women fight over their husbands, others husbands, the gardener, the cleaner and of course the common neighbor. As the seasons progress, they have kids, who go to schools with real good looking teacher, who again everyone has had a chance with. On the way home, should they get a parking or speeding ticket, then that lady will also have her w

There is parental love and there is the love parents share with each other. Funnily enough, even if they are arguing over trivial matters, it’s rather fun to watch. Well, hold on a minute… it’s not arguing like the Jaane Tu couple (Meghna’s parents), but a rather fun-loving, lovers-tiff kind of case. Today was just one of those days… mum cooks, dad runs off without lunch… mums chasing dad, screaming all the time ‘at least eat and go! I don’t spend this much time cooking just for myself’… you know the drill. It’s been like 25+ years of togetherness, and still they nag over issues like ‘did u eat?’ and ‘did u remember to fill-up the fuel?’ and ‘don’t you still know how old your daughter is?’ blah blah blah. (umm… yeah, my dad tends to forget that his youngest is 20, all the others are officially adults (though not for him yet :)) We get so accustomed to listening to this, that when they do not have a stupid argument, we tend to fear that something is wrong. I g

Snoring men! I fail to understand why men snore so loudly! I know certain women also snore, but why the competition in loudness? Imagine this… the guy comes and snuggles up to his girl. She has her back to him and he is holding her very snugly against his chest. His breath soft and rhythmic just at the nape of her neck, little kisses, bit of stroking, the whispering of good night and I love you, and 10 mins later… he is snoring loudly in your ear!!! I wonder if men realize this, and how many women share this sentiment with me.