I am a Strong Independent Woman I live alone, call a foreign land my home, earn my keep, and pay off my loans. I am a Strong Independent Woman I cook all my meals, do the laundry, do all my chores, and even spend my own money at stores. I am a Strong Independent Woman I pay all my bills on time, never on a borrowed dime, and at the end of the day, I enjoy a margarita with lime. I am a Strong Independent Woman I stay out late, sometimes go on dates, No one to question me, restrictions I hate. I am a Strong Independent Woman I handle disappointments with my head high rarely expressing more than a sigh. I am a Strong Independent Woman I cry sometimes; I won't lie But rarely do I want to curl up and die. I am a strong Independent Woman I carry my groceries, change the lightbulbs, and fix the plumbing, though I wont deny, sometimes, I wish I had a hand that was helping . I am a Strong independent Woman my shoulders do ache with all the responsibilities I carry,...
Yesterday, after a spectacularly failed session of trying to record an episode for the podcast, two of my friends, lets call them Z and S, and I went to grab a bite. Now both Z and S, in addition to being experts in their own right in dance, hip hop, ballet, heels, and all kinds of other western dance styles and cultures, are super spiritual homies and deeply rooted in Sanatana Dharma, and that is one of the things I love about hanging out with them. We started talking about temples, and certain energies of such temples, and Z talked about how he is in the process of writing something about Surya, the Sun God. I mean, here is a guy, with whom I was going to discuss the creative impact of Desi Hip-Hop in his life, talking about writing a treatise on the Sun God. This was literally my favourite kind of crowd to hang with. Now this man is a master story teller, having the gift of the gab such that when he starts a story, he can keep his audience hooked and hanging on to every w...