7 Must DONTs for Men when with a Woman

1. Don't crowd a woman too much in the beginning. She'll consider this as neediness. Just let her become comfortable around you.

2. Don't say negative stuff about your ex-girlfriends. She'll think you're insecure.

3. Don't have an emotional response to everything. If you get upset about things easily, she'll think you're insecure.

4. Don't look to her to make decisions. She likes it when you make decisions and go with it. If you're always asking her what she wants to do, you'll come of as a boy, not a man. If she wants something different, she'll let you know.

5. Don't say or do stuff just to get attention. She'll think you're insecure. If you're cool, she'll figure it out herself.

6. Don't argue often. By being overly argumentative, you're hampering your sex life. Argue in a funny way, not in a serious way.

7. Don't be a YES man. Have mature boundaries. The best answer to a woman is NO. Use your energy only when you're in a win-win situation. The only direct answer you can give her is a NO. It keeps your masculine identity and self-esteem alive.

7 Must DOs for Men before going on a date

1. Your nails should be short, clean and neat.

2. Nose, ear hairs and bushy pubic hairs are a no-no.

3. Your teeth should be clean. Use a tongue scraper and a mouthwash.

4. Wash your body completely thrice before the date. Body odours don't come off easily.

5. Use a good deodorant.

6. Your shoes and socks should be ultra clean. Foot odour is not permitted.

7. Use a good perfume. Don't OVER-do it. No perfume is better than a lot of perfume. Just one or two squirts an hour before the date is best.

Women often notice these details and conclude that you handle everything else in the same manner.

Hair Growth Supplement

“Take only half a tablet at a time,” the doctor prescribed. “Stick to maximum one in a day. Patience is the key.”

“It’s a supplement. Take one, then another,” the friend suggested. “For crying out loud, you can’t just take one and hope for a miracle.”

“You’re an adult. You got to increase the dosage. Pop at least two at one go,” the enemy conspired. “Think of it as Crocin.”

“Sixty tablets gone so far and still no visible change. Ignore everyone else. Listen to me,” the wife nagged. “Try two after breakfast. Two more after dinner.”

Petyr Baelish- The ultimate player in the Game of Thrones

Vile, despicable, creepy, flawless sense of style, eloquent monologues and an epic Machiavellian. Lord Petyr Baelish, also called Littlefinger, is the puppet master of George R.R. Martin’s saga, who pulls all the strings, while making everyone believe they’re the masters.

Petyr thrives on chaos. The crazier the situation, the more opportunities he's able to extract from it. He’s interested only in his advancement, and chaos gives him the perfect opportunity to do so. While others falter and fail, he climbs even higher. He knows what’s real and what’s an illusion, and he uses this knowledge to be ahead of the rest.

Petyr’s sigil is a mockingbird that symbolizes the personae he has created for himself. He prefers to rely on his own abilities and motivations, and indirectly influences many events by manipulating other pieces in the Game of Thrones. Though he’s the catalyst for pretty much all the political turmoil in the saga, very little of it (if any) can actually be traced back to him. His machinations may not be as effective if people realise him to be a force to reckon with, rather than a man in the shadows.

Out of all the people in Westeros, Petyr is the most ambitious, most sinister, most cunning and most calculative by far. He’s the only person who has consistently come out on top and advanced himself while so many others have met tragic ends. He knows what it takes to move every piece in the game, he does not fear change and when unexpected developments arise, he quickly adjusts to suit the situation, and most of all - he's always defeating those who play against him.

In a nutshell, Petyr Baelish is a mad genius and the ultimate player in the Game of Thrones.

Generations- 55Fiction

Generations come, generations go. Most of them spend their entire lives waiting for one moment. The wait or the lack of it becomes a daily affair. For some, it is a moment of victory; for others, a moment of indifference. There aren't many experiences in life that are as incongruous as this- validation from parents.

Friends Forever

It is said that children are angels and the epitome of innocence. Who knew that they could also be the source of inspiration and change the way we look at the society.

Last December, I visited my cousins at my native place. The youngest of them was Faiza, an eleven year old kid. They daily chores were done by the maid, Nabeela and her daughter, Munira, also an eleven year old. The incident happened during Christmas.

It was Christmas Eve. The maid rang the door bell.

‘HO! HO! HO! It's Christmas Eve today!’ Faiza exclaimed, opening the door.

Faiza was always the first one to get up in the morning. Every day before going to school, she would sprinkle a mixture of varied grains in her balcony. She would then sit cross legged on the floor and happily watch the pigeons eat their early breakfast. Christmas was her favorite festival because of her fondness for Santa Claus.

‘Munira! Santa will be coming tonight. Santa travels all over the world and visits all children.’ Faiza explained.

Just then, Faiza's mother called out Munira to get to work as she was already late. Munira walked in quietly and picked up a broom.

Munira, who lived with her mother on the streets, worked in many houses throughout the day. She had never been to school. But she knew all about Santa. Faiza told her stories of the old man who had special powers. Munira liked listening to these stories. She loved Santa because he gave presents to children.

Meanwhile, Faiza decorated the entire house with streamers and balloons, decorated the Christmas tree with stars and wrote a long letter to Santa about how she had been a good girl the entire year and the gift she desired.

Faiza insisted that Munira write a letter to Santa too. But Munira didn’t know how to write. So Faiza grabbed her yellow writing pad and happily wrote whatever Munira wished from Santa and placed the letter under the decorated tree.

 Next morning, Faiza found a giant box, wrapped in red fancy paper, near the Christmas tree. She happily unwrapped the present.

‘Wow! A Barbie Doll! Thank you Santa!’ She jumped around the house elated.

Faiza enquired what present Munira got. A tear-stricken Munira said that Santa forgot him as she got nothing and she silently walked into the kitchen.

Faiza questioned me why didn’t Munira get anything as she had also written a letter to Santa.

All I could answer was that perhaps Santa must have forgotten about Munira.

Later that day, Munira sat alone on the verandah. She watched everyone in the neighborhood getting dressed for the Christmas party.

Just then, there was a loud knock. Munira ran to open the door.

Faiza stormed into the house with a big bag of presents. ‘Merry Christmas Munira! This is for you.’ She handed Munira the bag.

‘For me?’ Munira unwrapped the presents and her eyes widened. Whatever that she had asked to Santa, was there.

‘A new dress and new shoes!’ She jumped with delight.

‘Thank you Faiza! You are my Santa Claus!’ The girls joyfully hugged each other. Both the girls dressed up beautifully in the evening and went with their friends to a Christmas party organized for the children.

Later that night, I asked Faiza how she got these presents on her own. She happily announced that she had used all the money from her piggy bank.

I was very proud of Faiza at that moment. She taught me that money was not a barrier for friendship. True friends always looked after each other despite the differences and could go to any lengths to keep each other happy.