You just don't know how the week goes from Monday to Saturday these days! Which is good ... means we're all busy.
So - it was the father after all who killed little Aarushi. Like you needed to be bludy Sherlock to figure that out. Was gonna say in a post couple of days ago that it was quite clear the old man did it. What sealed it was when the servant was found murdered in a similar fashion. And with no signs of a forced entry, nothing valuable missing from the house and with no apparent motive for an outsider, the blood trail led straight to the good doctor. But the cops in Noida obviously like to take their time.
And all because Doc there was shagging his lady associate. Idiot!
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Which brings me to the main subject of my post -- Extra marital relations/affections. At work, and indeed elsewhere, I follow a strict policy of minimal interaction with married women. But my colleague 'the kid' seemed to think it was ok to get all pally with them. Until yesterday that is. When over what was expected to be a harmless cup of coffee one of the dames on the floor poured out to him all the troubles she was having at home with her old man and the in-laws; how she felt 'trapped' and the usual bla bla blu. Which is when our man began to get, well - uncomfortable. Because the question that started to swirl in his head was why is she telling ME all this. And more importantly - What next? Now as you can imagine this was all a bit too much for his young 24-year-old brain to handle, so after a couple of drinks he spills the beans to me. Even though she swore him to secrecy. (Ladies please note here: when you swear a guy to secrecy first make sure he is a teetotaller.)
Anyway, my advice to the boy was not to get involved. Listen if you must but don't offer a solution. Because if the solution ends up with the two of you in bed, you're screwed! Or maybe not. Sometimes all a girl needs is a little lovin' and she can go back to her old man quite content. But if it doesn't stop there, then you really are screwed!
But given that the girl in question is such a sweet thing always so bubbly, it's hard to imagine someone like her not having a happy marriage. Which leaves us with the obvious conclusion - she married a choot!
Now why women do that to themselves is another topic altogether.
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What did I tell you about Preity being one lucky girl - Winning by one run the other day and snatching another victory yesterday! Quite amused to see a whole page of photographs in the local papers today showing her apparent 'affection' for her boys. There's Yuvi, Piyush Chawla, Sangakarra all getting the hugs ... hell, even Irfan Pathan looks quite a happy recipient! I hope someone in Team India is making notes. (Lots of good IPL pics here)
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Jeffrey Archer was in town earlier this week. I never read any of his books, so pretty much a non-event for me. Interesting to read that our girl AB found him quite a weirdo. Well A, great writers, like great bloggers, are almost always weirdos.
Sheryl Crow with Natalie & the Chicks. For AB.
So - it was the father after all who killed little Aarushi. Like you needed to be bludy Sherlock to figure that out. Was gonna say in a post couple of days ago that it was quite clear the old man did it. What sealed it was when the servant was found murdered in a similar fashion. And with no signs of a forced entry, nothing valuable missing from the house and with no apparent motive for an outsider, the blood trail led straight to the good doctor. But the cops in Noida obviously like to take their time.
And all because Doc there was shagging his lady associate. Idiot!
***
Which brings me to the main subject of my post -- Extra marital relations/affections. At work, and indeed elsewhere, I follow a strict policy of minimal interaction with married women. But my colleague 'the kid' seemed to think it was ok to get all pally with them. Until yesterday that is. When over what was expected to be a harmless cup of coffee one of the dames on the floor poured out to him all the troubles she was having at home with her old man and the in-laws; how she felt 'trapped' and the usual bla bla blu. Which is when our man began to get, well - uncomfortable. Because the question that started to swirl in his head was why is she telling ME all this. And more importantly - What next? Now as you can imagine this was all a bit too much for his young 24-year-old brain to handle, so after a couple of drinks he spills the beans to me. Even though she swore him to secrecy. (Ladies please note here: when you swear a guy to secrecy first make sure he is a teetotaller.)
Anyway, my advice to the boy was not to get involved. Listen if you must but don't offer a solution. Because if the solution ends up with the two of you in bed, you're screwed! Or maybe not. Sometimes all a girl needs is a little lovin' and she can go back to her old man quite content. But if it doesn't stop there, then you really are screwed!
But given that the girl in question is such a sweet thing always so bubbly, it's hard to imagine someone like her not having a happy marriage. Which leaves us with the obvious conclusion - she married a choot!
Now why women do that to themselves is another topic altogether.
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What did I tell you about Preity being one lucky girl - Winning by one run the other day and snatching another victory yesterday! Quite amused to see a whole page of photographs in the local papers today showing her apparent 'affection' for her boys. There's Yuvi, Piyush Chawla, Sangakarra all getting the hugs ... hell, even Irfan Pathan looks quite a happy recipient! I hope someone in Team India is making notes. (Lots of good IPL pics here)
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Jeffrey Archer was in town earlier this week. I never read any of his books, so pretty much a non-event for me. Interesting to read that our girl AB found him quite a weirdo. Well A, great writers, like great bloggers, are almost always weirdos.
Sheryl Crow with Natalie & the Chicks. For AB.
7 comments:
You're quite a writer! Enjoyed reading your post. I'm gonna get myself a cup of hot chocolate and read the rest of your blog..
i like this song, very sweet, sing-along kind of song :)
BTW, AB are my initials too :)
Oh Swb, please tell us why we date/marry such choots? What's wrong with us women!
After reading parts of your blog,I feel quite humbled and honoured that you would read mine. It isn't half as good... and i wish i could write about everyday things and make it sound like u do. I used to, didnt sound as.... what's the word?... Involved! And you're making me sound like a kid... I dont suppose you're very aged!
Hey! I agree abt Preity...she does look a bit lonesome without her bf - they seemed joined at the hip when they were auctioning cricketers. And the NDTV special on Jeffrey Archer was good...no thanks to NDTV, the credit went solely to Archer for making it a show worth watching on a Sunday evening. Gotta grab a copy of Prisoner of Birth.
"Ladies please note here: when you swear a guy to secrecy first make sure he is a teetotaller".
LOL. SwB...you're a hoot.
yes, the arushi and hemraj murder. very sad indeed. i have also blogged bt it.
True man! Girls and thier mood swings only God can read them...
I back u on the "don't offer solutions" tip. Never ever do that man.
There is a good chance of us becoming an ugly faced villain who is trying to rock their marriage if our advisee breaks the ice with her guy…
It happened to me man...
Just for a brilliant lecture on women empowerment and equality in work and home I was booked as a Bollywood baddie once…
Lol…!!!
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