Life as I know It

Go to the Home Page This year, my birthday did not suck; well, I was enervated by the time my 24 hours drew to a close, but I wouldn't equate fatigue on the birthday with birthday blues, for, trust me, I've seen varying shades of blues on my birthdays, so consistently every year, that I, the rational being, believed my birthdays were jinxed in one way or the other. Being the thoughtful, analytical thinker that I am, I attempted introspection - in the middle of the night a day after my birthday. How is it possible that every year my birthday sucked at least for a little while during the day, regardless of how fabulous the rest of the day went, while this year, when I attended office on my birthday and worked my fingers to the bone, even though my birthday wasn't wonderful in the conventional sense of the word (no flowers! Alas! I miss those the most, not only on my birthday, but everyday, no BIG surprises and no presents), my day was great in an unconventional way, my ...

Go to the Home Page The greatest of people are not always the happiest of all. Or do they experience unadulterated happiness, the kind that most people never do. Consider some of the great authors – Jane Austen, who, during her lifetime, published under the name ‘A Lady’ and did not receive much literary acclaim and success until after her death. Two of her books were published posthumously. Her books were out of print for twelve years until the copyright for all her books was purchased by another publisher and since then, the reprints of her books are published every year. All through her life, her mother, her sister and she were dependent upon her brothers and except for the short period of boom, the financial condition of her family was far from comfortable. She received only one marriage proposal in her life – from a fat, stammering, clumsy man, which she, rightfully declined. A great mind that originated creations that have been read and acclaimed widely, the woman who’s been c...