Live your life as Einstein‏

I received a call from old boyfriend. Hey I am getting married, I said Congrats?? So why are you calling, I guess he just wanted me to know, I said cool we live in two states and countries. But it did make me wistful and dreamy for a little while on what could have been but then I realized I an idiot and he is a moron so when idiots meet morons it can never be good. So we reminisced for a while on all the good times and of course our political differences and at the end he asked me when I knew it was over and I said when you did not want to ride the bus or be a part of my life when I lost my job .. He was the type of person who wanted to ride in the limo and not ride the bus when the limo broke down. I guess it makes sense, these days you need two incomes to make it work and when my limo broke down (or when I lost my job) he did not want to ride the bus.

So I sat thinking apart from the fact that I cannot commit to anything , a lease, a cell phone , a car loan , I may  not be  the marrying kind, I may be  more the love and leave them type .  It is kind of silly that the only time you wish you are married is when you file taxes for deduction  and when I do not have a job. I do not see the point of getting married. You do not need to be married to care for someone and you cannot marry every one or just get married for the sake of getting married because it is expected to. My son has it right for he says he is only getting married if he is in love and that is the way it should be.

You know how it is they say, marry your best friend for they know you and understand you and even if the relationship does not work out the friendship is there

I want to marry a man who when hearing what am I all about, says what you too

Often people say hey that person will hurt you; no one can hurt you without your permission and believe me I have given and taken that permission away many times “Relationships-of all kinds-are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.

So what is a relationship, it is the quality of our lives.


The problem of relationships is that people are so busy falling in love that the like factor does not come in.


I am very blessed I am not tied down to monotony of being with someone who I do not care for. I have choices of finding someone because rather than being tied down to a person I cannot stand I am free to find love , God has given has two hands , two feet, but only one heart for the other was given to someone else for me  to find.

At least I am not my moronic cousin who got married because she was 40 and had to get married and then get divorced 3 weeks later.


Love is not marrying a wealthy man but what the heart feels and the heart can feel the same for a rich man as a poor man Love is not singing bollywood songs but gazing outward in the same direction. Lust is easy love is hard. People change and forget to tell each other



An intimate relationship does not banish loneliness. Only when we are comfortable with who we are can we truly function independently in a healthy way, can we truly function within a relationship. Two halves do not make a whole when it comes to a healthy relationship: it takes two wholes.



Be the kind of person you would like to be with. Some people come into our lives, make footprints on our heart sand we are never the same. People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.

So I live my life as Einsten

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.

If someone you love hurts you cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

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