#thewittywordsmith

Lines! Lines! Lines everywhere! Some real, like the lines in a note-book, or the lines on our face. Some man-made, like the line in front of a public loo. Some imaginary, like the lines on the earth. Now all that is passé! Here’s presenting a new line on the block. It’s real! And it’s pink! Sometimes blue. Sometimes green. If you’re wondering what I am rambling on about – here’s a rundown of…

In our house, the husband and I have reached that stage when we see our respective birthdays as a non-event. They’re just routine days, like any other day. Every year, when the husband’s birthday dawns, I wish him the mandatory ‘happy birthday’, before I turn over and go back to snooze mode. And when it’s mine, I say ‘thank you’ even before he has opened his mouth to wish me. Once the wishes are…