I walk with my hands stuck to my sides when I’m alone, usually very quickly without realising it. When there’s a man behind me (however nice and harmless the poor chap may be) I stop to let him walk forward before continuing on my way. I dodge ‘boob brushes’ by effortlessly moving my shoulders […]
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A Rose For The Moral Sainik
A journalist friend says she feels murderous, well almost, when she receives press releases around Valentine’s Day with the opening pitch,”Its that time of the year again!” And am sure if the PR companies could afford it, the invites to various pink champagne events would come with heart shaped cakes, a cupid blowing kisses and […]