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Sonovaabiktch! My favourite cuss word. That’s the expletive I use and misuse the most. I rarely skip an opportunity to let this extraordinary combination of letters zip through my lips. The cadence of this combined-for-convenience chain is musical and it ends with a powerful screeching thrust — quite masculine, I would say. However, sometimes I misuse it and squander away the scrumptious string on people for whom I should be using slimier words of the same family, such as… Ahem! Leave it. Let’s not get abusive here. The way I misuse the musical combination at times, several people abuse the [...]
I have to tell you something. Could I talk to you in private for a few minutes? It’s strictly between you and me. Ok? You know, I think it might hurt you, but I can’t keep you in the dark any more. Actually, all this handwriting analysis talk that I do here is crap. I am a charlatan, mountebank and a flamboyant deceiver. Whatever I have been talking about on this website is a bunch of lies and has no ground whatsoever. In fact, every word I have written on this portal is false (and you were a stupid to [...]
Ms Eve was the luckiest woman; she had no mother-in-law. Women “tormented” by their moms-in-law love this statement. So did 32-year-old Dimple who met me about two years ago. When I made the remark, she burst into laughter and said: “I wish I were Eve.” Well, Dimple is not the only one aspiring to be the First Woman; I know many — both as a handwriting analyst and also as the only brother of five married women. But Dimple’s case is one of the most interesting. I distinctly remember the evening Dimple met me. “You’re looking very fresh today,” I [...]
“Move on, darling. I know you are in pain, but there is no point remembering your abusive husband. This New Year, make sure those unpleasant days do not revisit you in your memories. Let some new things happen to you. Forget that bastard and the hellish relationship you had…” This is what a friend of mine recently advised her cousin, Shipra, who got divorced two years ago after staying in a “horrible and torturous” marriage for about eight months. I am sure you are interested in Shipra’s sad story. But you will have to wait because there will be a [...]
BY VISHWAS HEATHCLIFF On my way to work from Vashi to CST, almost every afternoon I see two men board my compartment at Chunabhatti station. Their height, looks and my intuitions tell me they are father and son. I have noticed that after getting into the compartment, they invariably move in two different directions of the coach to sit. Even when there is an empty seat next to the father, the 24-something son makes it a point to sit away from him, preferably in another section of the coach. In the past several months of my commuting on the route, [...]
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