What happens when you are single? Your focus shifts. You are no longer bounded by the burden of affection but you jump right into the cutthroat world of rat-race. All of a sudden I’m giving 100,000% at building myself and I know what I want from my career and education more than ever.
This. Clarity. Doesn’t come with love. As women our down right capacity to give all-consuming love to someone special in our life, makes us a bit too preoccupied – while men can go win the world; single-mindedness of being a go-getter. And this is just social conditioning. For centuries we have been conditioned to make home a comfortable place for the bread-earning man, while men have been conditioned to think and act in a competitive environment in-order-to build up empires. Yesterday, I realised that. Yesterday I realised how lucky I am to be single.
Now, I need a hobby too. So… Of late I’ve taken interest in reading up on zodiacs. Fascinating stuff. I see it as behavioural psychology categorised by natal timings and the frequency of that behaviour exhibited by those around a certain-period-born, makes it kind of a proven pattern. And if you see that behavioural pattern you can more or less guess what zodiac that person belongs to. That’s how I see astrology. Fascinating indeed.
Anyway, if you haven’t already been accustomed to my thought jumps, ADHD trait, here’s some more.
Last night was quite a lovely evening, where I could bond with my workmates and bosses. Three phrases stuck with me as I woke up this morning with a hangover:
1. “we Aries are good at heart that’s why we have to be careful not to get used by others.”
2. “the emancipated rich kid.”
3. “men are scared of her.”
I can’t stop thinking, whatever will be will be – but for now I know what I want and what I can bring into my own development as much as that of my surroundings.
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 