Butterflies inside

Something certainly is in the cards.

I have been behaving oddly. Like women.

I have been a prudent person since I last know of me (except the times I have been mad or lost or wandering or defeated or too happy). I don’t remember when was the last time I bought weapons of feminine exhibits (essentials, being the exception).- womanish hair assesseries, jasmine perfumes, pink watches, golden boots or even downloaded a romantic movie.

But I am surprising myself these days. Almost every day. Like men :)

I have been buying laced lingerie, rose petal massage oil, satin night gowns and yesterday I changed my body wash too. I had always been buying the antiseptic one for since years, and yesterday in super market, the moment I saw this ‘Enchanting Rose’ perfumed body splash, costing four times the normal and weighing half of it. I questioned myself for this unintelligent act, but couldn’t stop. And, today morning, when it splashed my body, I was really picked up to the heaven. I smelt like a Rose bouquet and the bathroom became a garden. Believe me! 

My body still carries its smell. 

And what happened last evening has surprised me to the maximum level. There is me, waiting for a friend for a coffee, and none guides me towards a high end lingerie shop. There was a sale. Pick any at $200. I mocked at stupid women overspending at something that they couldn't wear and show off at work. 

And there, someone was knocking at my heart. As I followed the signs, I was guided to this merciless navy blue devil adorned with sky colored roses over its edges, with satin finish at its curves. Like a bee, I got attracted to this honey filled lingerie. Ammm.. actually hypnotized. I came out shelling 1000$ on this one. And, I am not neither repenting over it or thinking, I should have spent this on books.

I concluded, we all have the capacity to laugh at our own cracked jokes, tickle ourselves and yes, surprise ourselves too. 

Come on, is the dead woman inside me rising from her grave?