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“ Every bad situation has something or the other positive.Even a stopped clock shows correct time twice a day.Think of this and win the world. ”— This is how I usually try to approach every hurdle. Recently, I was facing a number of behavioral challenges at work. I looked at it as a situation for me to get to know the other person and adjust accordingly. It’s not easy and took a big mental toll on me. (via madhukar)
“— More here (via gauntlet)While one third of the women said the thought of approaching their fourth decade “filled them with dread”, many saw it as a coming of age, with 65% of respondents creating a list of things they wanted to achieve before their birthday.
The Turning 30 report, which was carried out by the magazine Elle, also found that today’s 30-year-olds were no longer the career-driven women of a decade ago but were instead looking for happiness in their personal lives ahead of work fulfilment. Some 70% of women considered it the age at which they put their relationships and personal lives ahead of their careers, with more than 80% thinking it was the perfect age to get married.
But it also suggested women had not given up on ambition: instead they were widening their understanding of it to include all the elements of their lives that bring them happiness, be that work, love, family or a combination of all of them, without the pressure to prove themselves in one single sphere.
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“—Listen and listen closely—I will not say this again. I am not ashamed. I am not filled with regret. I am not going to change my mind. This is who I am.
I have a brain and I also have breasts. I am proud of both. I have a mind, a working mind, a productive and creative mind—I also have a body. This is the wonderful thing: my body does not negate my mind. My mind does not negate my body. Look, isn’t this wonderful? I can have both!
I understand that in the past women were forced to make a choice: be beautiful or be brainy. Be serious or be sexual. Be chaste or be chastised. That time has passed.
I refuse to be forced to make a choice, to submit to the virgin/whore dichotomy. I refuse to sacrifice happiness, contentedness, satisfaction, adventure—I refuse to sacrifice my life and my personality for an archaic and oppressive virtue. I refuse to endure lectures and judgment from people who cannot understand my choices. I refuse to be silenced. I refuse to be censored. I refuse to be defeated by a worn out, baseless argument for chastity or modesty whose only purpose is to deny females their right to have it all.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 21st century. Welcome to a world where a woman can have sex however she chooses: in a relationship, outside of a relationship, in love, out of love, in a hurry, out of lust, in excess and out of darkness. Welcome to a world without double standards. Welcome to a world without medieval codes of conduct, disparate expections for men and women and, best of all, welcome to a world where seeking pleasure does not mean invoking shame—your own or someone else’s.
Do not tell me that in celebrating my body, my sexuality, my physical existence that I am somehow betraying myself—betrayal would be denying myself the right to choose the colour and context of my happiness.
If you look at me and only see breasts that is your failure, not mine.
Paint me with a scarlet letter; I will wear it with pride. I will happily, dutifully wear that letter as a symbol of my refusal to be broken by the misogynist social code that prohibits women from exalting in their capacity to simultaneously experience sex and respect.
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the 21st century.
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In celebration of womanhood- Ruhi
for the story goes:
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via LübeckerJung via xtc
DIY of the Day: Mrs. Muyonjo, who lives in the small, remote village of Ivukula in eastern Uganda, had to ride her bicycle 20 miles to the nearest city with electricity in order to charge her cell phone.
One day, the operators of the charging station Mrs. Muyonjo frequented unscrupulously swapped her long-lasting battery for a cheap one that barely lasted a day. Knowing that she couldn’t afford to ride into town on a daily basis, Mrs. Muyonjo constructed a homemade charging device using five D batteries wrapped together with found material.
While not particularly safe — Mrs. Muyonjo had to remove the plug from the phone’s existing charger and hook up the exposed wires to her home-brewed battery pack — it apparently gets the job done. And, given her extenuating circumstances, that’s really all Mrs. Muyonjo can ask for.
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10. I think of you as a brother. (You remind me of that inbred banjo-playing geek in “Deliverance”)
9. There’s a slight difference in our ages. (You are one Jurassic geezer.)
8. I’m not attracted to you in ‘that’ way (You are the ugliest dork I’ve ever laid eyes upon)
7. My life is too complicated right now. (I don’t want you spending the whole night or else you may hear phone calls from all the other guys I’m seeing)
6. I’ve got a boyfriend (who’s really my male cat and a half gallon of Ben & Jerry’s)
5. I don’t date men where I work (Hey bud, I wouldn’t even date you if you were in the same solar system, much less the same building)
4. It’s not you, it’s me (It’s not me, it’s you)
3. I’m concentrating on my career (Even something as boring and unfulfilling as my job is better than dating you.)
2. I’m celibate. (I’ve sworn off *only* the men like you.)
…..and the #1 rejection line given by women (and what it actually means)
1. Let’s be friends. (I want you to stay around so I can tell you in excruciating detail about all the other men I meet and have sex with.”
via voristrip
“ If at first you don’t succeed, failure may be your style. ”— Quentin Crisp
“ It’s 140 characters. It’s so few characters. If you need a ghostwriter for that, I feel sorry for you. ”— Shaq on celebrities who use ghost Twitterers, in the NY Times (via nickdouglas) (via suitep)
LOL
i miss when we were afraid to be mean to each other. our relationship was delicate. both of us were worried that we would scare the other one away, so we were careful in our words. now we have no second thoughts. our words come barreling out at each other like violent winds that feel sharp on our faces. no holds barred, no regards.
i miss when we didn’t know anything about each other. our relationship was fresh. each new day that we talked meant new discoveries about the other. now we’re racking our brains for something to say that doesn’t sound like the same things we’ve said again and again. our conversations feel like wells run dry. less stories, more silences.
i’ve changed and you’ve changed and that’s okay. as long as we change together, interwovenly. growing together instead of apart. you told me you hoped we would last forever. you probably don’t remember saying it, but i do. maybe that’s the problem.
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