Delirium

It's a race to see who gets me first. Rather, what gets me first.

Some days, it gets so bad, I dread the dark, the fall of night. I have to pull myself away from the familiar, comfortable environs of the office, or the shopping mall, and gird myself up to step out and face the unknown.

Only, not so unknown.

I know that feeling of the walls closing in, my breath burning in my lungs, the air wrapping itself moistly around my face, setting the blood thundering in my ears and making my vision blur.

I know the feel of the bloodsuckers. Them, I know so well.

I feel their vile sting even when they are not really there. They materialize from nowhere, as though a part of the night itself, to torment me and steal my peace.

Yes, it's a race to see which one of them get me first - the relentless onset of summer, or the manic mosquitoes.

Delirium, here I come...

Cut the Crap, Seize the Day

Oh joy. Women all around smiling coyly, simpering, and thanking people for wishing them on the occasion of International Women's Day. Lots of bonhomie happening, and everyone taking care to highlight all they can about what Women Have Achieved. What a party! What crap.

Me, I refuse to join the 'celebrations'.

Why? Because I find having one day, out of 365, kept aside for 'dem wimmin' insulting and quite frankly grossly insufficient. Women are not the idiot cousin who just learnt the spoon goes in the mouth and not the ear. We do not need the perfunctory PR and 'Woo Hoo!'s. Save your bells and whistles, today, and instead keep handy your cooperation and common sense the rest of the year.

As far as I am concerned, every day is a woman's day. There is not much a woman cannot achieve, any time any day, if she makes up her mind. Moms, daughters, sisters, wives, girlfriends, collegues...step up and take ownership of everyday. For you choose how the day shall shape your Life.

Carpe Diem, for every today belongs to you.