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MY FATHER-THE IMMORAL ADULTERER

MY FATHER- THE IMMORAL ADULTERER



So my mom is crying her eyes out.35 years of marriage,2 children ,1 grandchild and and a lifetime of innumerable fights,accusations and counter accusations!
And my dad still wont reform,redeem or show any remorse.


Tired of telling her to divorce him.He is just not worth it!!!He has never had the wit,the easy goin charm,the class,the personality or anything  more than a few pence or pittance, anything which would wanna make it just seem like a nightmare and you could move on hearing  a few promises and taking a holiday!!He was always  a bully and a tyrant who used to scream his head off and hurl the choicest of abuses at his wife and kids n apologise right after*yawn*-A REAL LOSER.

Dont remember him making the time out for my award functions-won many(wht?duncha believe me???)Never made the effort to drop my kid off to her class across the street whenever he used to come visit us in Mumbai coz he was busy arranging a dalliance wit one of his “good friends”or busy borrowing my car for a long drive with another!!!shameless!!!downright shameless!!!


Do i feel anything at all?Or am i those cold blooded kids who move on the minute they find there husbands turning  indulgent and spoiling them silly?yeps-mebbe i am,or mebbe the regular partying in Mumbai had made me shock proof to the sluttiness and  all the bastards who will forget the vows at the drop of a dress!!!


sO  what is this blog about??this blog is about my frustration because  i cant divorce my dad n he will continue being my father even when there is no love,no respect n no trust!
It is also about my dad who feels as long as he has thrown scraps(time n money) at his family-he can get away with any kinda behaviour
It is about my bro who even after being successful feels we must maintain a pretense in front of the world n let all the sham relationships lie the way they are!
And it is about my mom who chose to tell me and herself the cliche”i had to stick on for my kids”!!


 


SIGNED:
THE KID

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MY HUSBAND(IN A NUT SHELL)


MY HUSBAND -THE DULLARD(A TRUE LIFE STORY)


DUD,DULLARD,DULL AND DIM
IF IT WERENT FOR THE DIAMONDS IN MY MARRIAGE
MY LIFE WOULD BE GRIM
2 LEFT FEET AND TONGUE TIED TOO
HE S SO GODDAMN ANTISOCIAL
I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!
NO FRIENDS NO FOES NO LATE NIGHTS NO PASSION
HES AS WET AS A DISH RAG WHICH IS OH SO NO NOT IN FASHION
NO BOOZE NO CIG NO POT NO HASH
TO GET AWAY FROM HIM I TRY TO DASH-

SKIPS BAR NIGHTS AND MEDIA  LAUNCHES
SKIPS THE GYM AND GROWS THOSE PAUNCHES
DOES MARRIAGE NO LONGER MAKE MEN TICK?
MAKES THEM UNINTERESTING,BORrrrrrrrrING AND INSIPIDLY SICK?

WHY CANT HE BE HAPPENING HIP AND HOT?
WHY CANT HE BE EVERYTHING THAT HE IS NAUGHT???
WHY CANT HE BE JUST LIKE ME ???!!!???
I WOULD HAVE BEEN BLISSFULLY HAPPY IF I HAD MARRIED ANOTHER MEeee!!


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HOLE IN MY SOUL

THE HOLE IN MY SOUL…………………………

GROWS BIGGER N BIGGER….
EVERY  RELATIONSHIP TRIVIAL OR OTHERWISE SCREAMS ABOUT THE HOLLOWNESS AND EMPTINESS IN MY MARRIAGE

IT STRANGE WHEN FRIENDS BELIEVE IN YOU MORE THAN UR OTHER HALF..ITS STRANGE WHEN THEY ARE SUPPORTIVE FROM AFAR..IT STRANGE WHEN THEY CELEBRATE THE LONGEST AND APPLAUD THE LOUDEST AT EVERY VICTORY AND SAY..SEE I TOLD YOU SO…

WHAT EATS AWAY INTO A MARRIAGE?
IS IT THE LONGEVITY?
IS IT FAMILIARITY?
 IS IT EGO?
OR IS IT THAT I AM PLAIN UNLUCKY IN MARRYING A SCUMBAG??

WHAT MAKES A MARRIAGE LOSE ITS APPEAL??WHAT MAKES A SPOUSE THINK NOTHING OF ANYTHING EVEN IF ITS WORTH SOMETHING YOU’VE DONE??

WHAT WHAT WHAT????????????

WHAT IF??

WHAT IF ONLY?????

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CAN’T TAKE THE HURT ANYMORE

CANT TAKE THE HURT ANYMORE—–cliff richards———–

Now that the past has ended

My life’s an open door

I know that we could have been mended

Oh but i can’t take the hurt anymore



Can’t take the hurt anymore

Ooh ooh can’t take the hurt anymore



The rainbow’s over

But i’ve seen it leave before

A love that’s been left in the corner

Ooh cos i can’t take the hurt anymore



Can’t take the hurt anymore

Ooh ooh can’t take the hurt anymore


Lady of my lady’s

Can’t we find the right

And leave behind the sorrow

Lady of my lady’s

Can’t we find the light

Bright enough to guide us



Can’t take the hurt anymore

Ooh ooh can’t take the hurt anymore



This love grows older

But i’ve felt it all before

Yesterday’s over my shoulder

Ooh cos i can’t take the hurt anymore



Can’t take the hurt anymore

Ah ah can’t take the hurt anymore


My love i found has lost it’s crown

But i just can’t leave it die

I fool myself and no one else

Cos i would if i could and i try



Can’t take the hurt anymore

THE DISENCHANTMENT,DISILLUSIONMENT,DISINTEREST,DISTURBANCE IN MY HEART AND HEAD  CONTINUES………………………………..



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RAMBLINGS


And every evening brings me news
That the sheep pair off in 2 by 2s.

And on spotless beds we leave the proof
That we have grown intimately aloof.

(Being playing on my mind for sometime now…..)


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THE WAY THE COOKIE CRUMBLES


THE WAY THE COOKIE CRUMBLES
okk..guess i”m blogging wit alarming regularity
must b to do with d fact tht my bday is next week…9th of july n me being a true blue cancerian im getting intensely crabby
or just mebbe..it has to do with d fact tht im throwing a party for a bunch of frnds on wednesday n wednesday is a skool day..
okkkk, so whts d hitch??
d hubbz FORGOT its this wednesday n he s travelling tuesday n wednesday n he wont b in town
big deal or no big deal 0-especially since we all know airline tickets cost a bomb ;far more than wht a party cost n  cancellations wud only mean a waste of a lot of money   n we r all grown up..absence shud hardly b a cause for concern…and its not like im gonna miss him at all!!
surprisingly my only concern is how ill i b at my party n still go fetch my kid frm skool to get her in time for her ballet classes…
life is a bitch!!

it sure is gonna b one helluva bday !!!yayayayay


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MY STINGY PENNYPINCHING HUSBAND

MY STINGY PENNY PINCHING HUSBAND
ive got a husband
he s as stingy as can b
he thinks abut his own happiness
and spends all an himself barring me

he wants new clothes from fancy stores
he bugs me all night wit his snores
i hafta harp many times four
cud i plz have a cheap lil dress thts it-not more!@!

if i want a driver coz im driving all d time
he says cabs will b better
letz not discuss it further n waste r time

the miser,the loser,the worm
wants a cell phone brand new
n when i want 1 too
he says  use mine babes…
its working fine.. atleast most of d time!!

im stuck to him n his ways(unfortunately)
n  generous husbands r far n few
i need a replacement fast
n now just abut anybody will  do!!!

ps:a true life incident n any resemblance to any person living or dead or otherwise is purely intentional !!



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HUBBY AND ME


WHAT IS IT WITH MEN??

WHAT IS IT WITH MEN WHO ARE 
HUSBANDS??

WHAT IS IT WITH HUSBANDS WHO ARE  DADS???

THEY SUCK IN EACH AND EVERY CATEGORY ALL THE TIME

 

THE ONLY THING MY HUSBAND WANTS TO DO IS SIT IN FRONT OF THE
TELEVISION MUNCHING NUTS.DOESN'T LIFT HIS FINGER OR HIS BUM..GOD KNOWS HE NEEDS
TO DO MUCH  MUCH MORE IF HE WANTS TO GET
RID OF HIS POOCHY PAUNCH N HIS PERPETUAL STATE OF EXHAUSTION!!

NO WALKS,NO WEIGHTS, NOT EVEN THE STAIRS..NO SIR, NOT FOR
HIM!

 

FATHERHOOD IS ANOTHER RESPONSIBILITY ,ANOTHER
NOOSE AROUND HIS NECK AND WONT HE DO 
JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING TO WRIGGLE OUT OF IT!!
WHY CANT WE JUST 
DO THE RIGHT THING AT THE RIGHT TIME INSTEAD OF WISHING IT
AWAY OR TAKING A CHALTA HAI STAND?

AM I TOO MUCH OF A CONTROL FREAK?

TOO MUCH OF A DISCIPLINARIAN??

TOO MUCH OF A NAG???

WHADDAYASAY?


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HILARIOUS SIGNS




 
 




 
 


 




 



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ENGLISH IS A CRAZY LANGUAGE

ENGLISH IS A CRAZY LANGUAGE


Let’s
face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor
ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins
weren’t invented in England or French fries in France
Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat.
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes, we find
that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea
pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.


And
why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t
groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t
the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, two geese. So one moose, two
meese? One index, two indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make
amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get
rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?


If
teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats
vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the
English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally
insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a
recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and
feet that smell?


How
can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a
wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a
language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you
fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by
going on.


English
was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity
of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why,
when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out,
they are invisible.


P.S. - Why doesn’t “Buick” rhyme with “quick”?


You lovers of the English language might enjoy this.


There is a two-letter word that perhaps has more meanings than any other two-letter word, and that is “UP.”


It’s
easy to understand UP , meaning toward the sky or at the top of the
list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP? At a
meeting, why does a topic come UP? Why do we speak UP and why are the
officers UP for election and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP
a report?


We
call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the
silver; warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen. We lock UP the
house and some guys fix UP the old car. At other times the little word
has real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets,
work UP an appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is one thing
but to be dressed UP is special.


And
this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped
UP . We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night.


We
seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP! To be knowledgeable about the
proper uses of UP ; look the word UP in the dictionary. In a desk-sized
dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the page and can add UP to
about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you might try building
UP a list of the many ways UP is used. It will take UP a lot of your
time, but if you don’t give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred or more.
When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP . When the sun
comes out we say it is clearing UP.


When it rains, it wets the earth and often messes things UP.
When it doesn’t rain for awhile, things dry UP .


We could go on, but I’ll wrap it UP, for now my time is UP, so… Time to shut UP!


 



COURTESY:A FWD

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