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January 31, 2010

In the gutter

Filed under: Despair,Fortune,Happiness — bitchontheblog @ 05:18
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Just checked on what I call my Horror Scope. Do so at your peril. I don’t know what’s worse: Hopes being raised or dashed before you have so much as set a foot outside the house. Anticipation of  what the stars have in store for you being roughly on par with raised adrenaline level (which is why I don’t drink coffee).

And no, I am not talking offerings in newspapers or magazines. This is serious stuff: A reputable source going into so much detail as to heighten my potential of being reduced to a quivering wreck. My horror scope is tailored to the place and exact time of  my birth, as far as my mother can remember it.  She claims, and I tease her about the inaccuracy, that two of her children were born on the hour, two at half the hour. I bet my bottom Euro that I was at least five minutes earlier or later.  Of course, in her day,  giving birth was not an exact science. Another  horror within scope: Imagine the midwife’s watch being fast or slow. All your life you will labour under false expectations as to what will happen to you next Friday, and more importantly, who you really are in the eyes of cosmic constellations.

So let’s hope Mercury who has ability to mess things up big time will be retrograde any moment now.

May your stars twinkle on all you little specks of dust out there and may we live to see next Friday (if only to prove the forecast right).




  1. Not much I can say except that I’ve never drunk coffee either. I’ve had an easy life. Plenty of money, healthy, good kids, not having to work (job), nice house. My misery was caused by ME. I SHOULD have let the kids run wild—LET GO.

    My friend said “SHOULD, should be struck from the English language.” See the irony of that?

    Comment by bikehikebabe — January 31, 2010 @ 21:26 | Reply

  2. Bikehikebabe, some psychologist called that ‘the tyranny of the should’. It doesn’t matter what you ‘should’ have done – because now you know!

    Ursula, many Indians are fanatical about the time, date and place of their birth. These people hold their horoscopes close to their hearts. And they don’t take a decision without consulting their ‘janampatri’ as they call it.

    Whey my husband told his parents about his intention of marrying me, they wanted to know my horoscopic details, but gave up in the end. I’d heard whispers in the family that one of the sons (there are three) had a dangerous horoscope and should only marry a hand-picked bride with a matching horoscope. I thought that that son must be my husband’s elder brother. Imagine my surprise when my father in law informed me that the ‘dangerous’ son was my own husband. Apparently, he is destined to dominate his partner to an unhealthy extent.

    Well, I haven’t come to any harm yet, and I don’t see why I should now! I’ve put my faith in God, and know nothing can bother me now.

    Comment by gaelikaa — February 1, 2010 @ 04:37 | Reply

    • gaelikaa: Horrorscopic details are confidential. Even oneself should be spared.

      As to matching partners there is of course the old debate of equals/opposites attracting. I have no wise words on it. Someone once said: You attract what you need. A thought which will keep any of us occupied when standing in a queue with nothing else to do.

      And “danger” we should seek. Not as in absailing or jumping out of aeroplanes or crossing the ocean single handedly but in human communication only to be recommended – like kindling a much needed fire.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 1, 2010 @ 06:06 | Reply

  3. Well, confrontation can be beneficial but we have to have the wisdom to choose the right time and place to confront. If there was some difficulty in any relationship I have here, I have to be wise enough to choose the time and place to confront it. Otherwise, it can get out of hand…..

    Comment by gaelikaa — February 1, 2010 @ 14:44 | Reply

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