In Love with my Demons..
I yearn for somethings that I have a legitimate right to criticize, and thus, bring my fellow bloggers together on what’s important. My ramblings range from about the government “taxing the periods” to male celebrities pouting for silly selfies. I fear those in whose connivance massive trampling of women rights are happening, let’s face it, day after day… My favorite punching bag as my family calls it are always looming in the distance, be it the misogynist men who crack anti-Female jokes or ‘starlets’ and “Socialites ” with the uncanny knack of making episodes of their regular and oft-exaggerated life incidents. It makes sense for me possibly since forever to make the guys sit up and take notice of us girls’ feats, like sexy legs, high heels, dancing away the blues, lots of unbothered foodieness, even management of a bad-hair day!! My journalistic background and stints alongwith multi-cultural backgrounds, diverse ways of life, have not succeeded in making me feel out-of-place OR ...