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DD-MM-yyyy is least confusing, but if everybody move to yyyy-MM-DD, now that'd be perfect!
I might love you too... Any clue please
One advice that I always remember is "It is easier to apologize than to take permission"
Sshedaa... Itaarappa!
I so vehemently do.
I so vehemently do.
I forgive easily and with people I love, sometimes way too easily. I can't hold grudges at all.
There are times I've walked up the stairs and slammed the doors and forget in 5 minutes that I've fought with someone.
I don't think I have a huge laundry list of things I'm looking for in someone I want to grow old with, but there are some things that I would love to have in THE one.
I want someone with stories. I don't think I can grow old with someone who does not have, love or cherish the tiny tales.
only time...
Parties.
I just don't get it at all! Never been interested in one.
I don't have expectations set in stone regarding my spouse.
Somebody with stories would be lovely. Someone well-read, preferably well-travelled is nice.
Impulse purchases I suppose.
Full lips
On reading this I told myself, I DON'T LIE!! That one.
I think it should be risk aversion.
Not very recently, but I noticed that I do care selectively about what people think. Quite a lot of people think I don't really care what others think. I myself thought I don't really care. But in fact I do in many cases.
But it is hard for me to figure out which cases cause me to consider what others think and which don't.
You s*ck it up and move on. Worked for me!
At least in one documented case, a 3G had gone to Edge on getting hitched.
A lion share of it is fiction or fictionized and almost all of it overstated. But yes that message got ignored (for a few days until the original recipient surprisingly read the post and replied to the message)
Today it was blue ticks
Yes. But not for the lack of trying.
I didn't eat the apple I swear!
Have you ever had bacon?
I'm not vegan or vegetarian because I do not see the logic. It is sad to kill somebody, I totally agree. But if I have to kill something or mutilate something, I'd prefer killing.
Just because a plant doesn't cry or bleed like you do, doesn't mean it does not experience pain. In fact there are studies that show that plants experience pain.
The fact that they can grow it back doesn't give you a moral ground to do it.
It is like people. Some people do not show pain or show amazing resilience to hurt. But that shouldn't be your excuse to hurt them intentionally over and over.
I'd hence prefer killing a chicken than chopping arms of a spinach.
I am doing something I truly love. I've always wanted to be a programmer ever since I wrote my first program in BASIC.
But is this the best I can do. I believe not.
One person who broke my trust.
Pears, if you know what I mean. ;)
Time might heal some wounds reasonably well. If your wound is not healing to your liking, there might be a lot of reasons.
1) Have you given it enough time to heal? Some wounds run deep. Some of them run wide. The deeper ones take longer to heal.
2) Did you let it heal? Or did you keep poking at it in rainy nights, long journeys and when in wayside cafes in far off places?
3) Do you have a wound really? Or do you just feel the itch where it was once present? May be you see a faint scar and imagine the wound all over again. Scar lasts a lot longer than the wound and might never go off; but it is not a wound anymore unless you make it one.
Your body and soul can heal wounds if you let it. Some takes longer, some fester, some get infected but they all heal. It would take more than just time. Sometimes you need to nurse it to heal better without leaving a scar. Stay strong.
You know I can't answer that without knowing anything about you. But quite possibly yes.
Do you know the Malayalam poem "Maranamethunna Nerath"?
Suicide.
The beginning of this current set of five years was much tougher than the previous set. But the second half is much better than that of the earlier set.
I meant "first" not "cutest" auto correct messed it up and there is no way to edit it. I've posted a correction comment below it
Falling in love with someone I love to hate
I am most proud of my self acceptance. I know who I am, was and would be.
It wasn't broken, but it was stolen and never returned. It was bruised, beaten, torn and hammered but they couldn't break it. Not yet.
I haven't planned it yet. But I should be ready when I find someone perfect for our collective imperfections. Someone who would not give up... someone I wouldn't want to give up.
Just the cutest name would do? Then that would be mine.
*Didn't think I can wrestle my way out of this one*
All those were not written to the same person. But a good majority was written to someone I loved a lot yesterday, but less than tomorrow.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. ~ Mother Theresa
Is this some sort of captcha to prove that I am a Malayalee?
If I had a time machine, I would probably go back in time and just live it all over again. There are distinct points in time that I can change and become a different man, but it is doubtful if I would want to become a different man. My regrets are very silly like deciding to watch a movie next week but the movie changes before I watch it.
Something I feel very guilty till date is something that happened at Malampuzha when I was a kid. Dad got my little sister and me hydrogen balloons. It was tied to our hands. She found hers little loose and came to 5-6 year old big brother to tighten it and I did. But I actually made it worse and it flew off from her hand. I did not offer her my balloon. I still live with that guilt. If anything, I would go back in time and give her my balloon or let Dad tie the string tightly so that we both would have had balloons.
Oh sorry that I confused you anonymous person with another anonymous person on an anonymous internet forum.
Thanks for making me wise by that much needed awakening call of a comment. How stupid of me was that! I am much wiser now. Thank you sir/madam.
Oh fret no more. That is the beauty of anonymity. You never know who said what. And it would take more than a few exclamation marks and dot dot dots to annoy me. I didn't find that rude who ever said that. It was fun!
That is an interesting question. Why am I annoying? Hmm..
From "I really like how you answer your questions and how calm and sweet you sound." to "Why the f are you so annoying" in under 36 minutes. That is a new record. Thank you.
So back to why am I annoying. It could be because of one or more of the following.
1) I like to mess with people.
2) I really like to mess with people who cannot put in a little more effort into things.
3) Writing plain vanilla answers is not really my thing. I think it lacks a jxing factor I want people to think I have.
4) I am not terribly worried about rubbing some people the wrong way. You know what I mean?
And my age in human years? What is the fun in telling an answer directly? Do you like treasure hunts? I love them. You follow this link and you can find out my age!
http://bfy.tw/5srr
Oh in years!!? Who on earth use years to measure age? What am I, wine?
http://lmgtfy.com/?q=1510+weeks+in+years
That really is my age. Really.
Once in a while, yes.
I am about 1510 Gregorian calendar weeks old.
My problem is not with your questions. I do not mind answering them honestly. My problem is publishing them here publically. This would go to everybody who did NOT have that question in mind. Catch me on Telegram app on my India number and I do not mind answering anything. And if you want to stay anonymous, just use a throw away ID in Telegram and add me as desconfianza. Or on kik.
I haven’t really thought about it. I have to think. Gimme a sec.
I think the one I ask out, should be someone who have a twinkle in the eye when they laugh. I hope they have stories. I always found myself attracted to ones with stories. I am not going to say beauty is immaterial, I am drawn to beautiful people, but my ideals of beauty isn’t necessarily fair skin, symmetric faces and fit bodies. And I find it difficult to decide if somebody is beautiful if I don’t hear them talk or read what they have written.
And if this is the one who I think this is, you have the twinkle I am looking for.
This is a very common question I am getting here. Here is my canned reply.
Desconfianza is Spanish for distrust. I find it a beautiful way of conveying the meaning. And found it perfect username for a forum where people who cannot trust me with their identity as me questions they otherwise wouldn't. But who am I to judge. Love all accept as many as you can. You need not agree with all nor trust all.
It has to be the one on 30th March 2013 from a stranger in Trivandrum.
Totally unsolicited advice from a very concerned stranger, "Did you try shaving your head? May be that will fix this. I know someone who had curly hair and after he shaved it came right."
Me, Have you tried staying at home? That really helps in staying out of other people's business.
No, I didn't say that even though I wanted to. I just pretended I don't know Malayalam. It worked. (Till he started saying the whole thing in Hindi) Duh!
Desconfianza is Spanish for distrust. I find it a beautiful way of conveying the meaning. And found it perfect username for a forum where people who cannot trust me with their identity as me questions they otherwise wouldn't. But who am I to judge. Love all accept as many as you can. You need not agree with all nor trust all.
By $ex, do you mean if I have had $ex for money? I have never done that.
I have no idea. Am I supposed to know?