
While I was reading this awesomely funny book called ‘Can you keep a secret’ by Sophie Kinsella, I began to mentally make a list of all the *small* secrets that I’ve guarded righteously through these years. I mean, what the heck - the moral of the story was - not to be downright mortified by having your secrets leaked out AND to give a damn if and when it finally does. Here goes nothing:
- I hate housekeeping. I havent picked up a broom in ages. Yet my hardworking maid doesnt get any credit when people say how neat my place is.
- I like it when I lose my temper. I vent out all my pent up rage against that person and it feels goood.
- I have to answer my phone when it rings. Even when I am asleep, I stumble around in the dark to pick up the damn phone. As for the term ’switching off the phone’, I’ve never heard of it.
- I hate shoe shopping. I’ve had enough salesmen look at my feet, ruminate for a moment and then announce that they have only the next smaller size at the moment. Very sorry indeed.
- I do not like growing old. I’m quite envious when I see young people strutting their stuff.
- I’m afraid of the dark. I’m mentally afraid of being spooked by a ghost.
- Most of the lines I use are from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. I guess it doesnt help that I still watch the show everyday.
- I’ve stopped walking my dog. I just cant wake up in the cold, winter morning. Will summer be any different? The dog will have to wait and see.
- I could not watch Casablanca. No matter what people say about classic movie & all that jazz. Even though I especially went and bought an original copy just cause I had heard so many rave reviews about it. Money straight down the black & white drain.
- I havent shaped my eyebrows in years. People dont even notice it and I can do without the extra pain, I’m sure.
- Lastly, I dont really divulge all my *other* secrets on a public blog with my own name. For that, I am planning to start another blog with a fake name and then spill my guts. Till then, this will have to do.


I can totally relate to you when you say you hate shoe shopping. I have these really tiny feet and it’s almost impossible to find shoes my size. And the ones that I do somehow manage to get are the ones I’m not really crazy about. There are a lot of other things you’ve mentioned in this post that reminds me of myself, though I don’t think I’ll spill out which ones
You’ve got a great blog going here. Been sneaking in and out regularly for the past three days now. Though this is the first time I’m leaving a comment.
Hi, Zion! What a nice comment. Thanks so much! Would it be too demanding to ask you to keep visiting?

You have tiny feet!!! You would have loved being born in Japan couple centuries back, I’m sure
Do spill the beans about which other things. I am intrigued!!!
Oh, I love it here. So I’ll be dropping by regularly
I wish I could offer you a drink - stupid virtual world