Had myself a great weekend, featuring largely of conversations.
Attended a walk for breat cancer awareness in Hiranandani, Powai which was great fun, largely because of galpals along. I don't believe walks can really spread awareness, except for the audience of attendees, and they are there because they are already aware about the cause. It's good just for the participants who get another forum to socialize. The good thing about this one was that participants were offered a discount on mammograms at the hospital, which is a constructive way to get women to detect cancer early.
Found myself discussing how our conversations varied - largely commented upon by her husband who makes the sign of the cross when he sees me.
Have spent many a happy weekend over at theirs and very often the men who may be around comment on how we women talk about everything under the sun in the space of maybe 15 minutes. We may start talking about one thing and then digress to an afterthought so smoothly, that the average listener wants to pull his hair out in frustration. This is in direct opposition to the male of the species, who always sticks to the point, and articulates in a few short, crisp sentences and finishes discussing the topic.
As opposed to women like us, who never end a conversation if we can help it and resurrect it at leisure with new angles. Despite the criticism, we thrive on it and I really wouldn't have it any other way.
