one of the things of loving like crazy is to come up with names for the one being loved. you know, like honey, pumpkin, cupcake, pigeon, baby etc., which are of course of the generic sort. some go ahead and create totally winsome, lovable names, unique and special, like the ones you may not mostly use in public, that are uttered between pairs and are exchanged most often in the cozy warmth of intimacy. but the recent name calling between india and pakistan beats all categorisation. i do realise that here im talking about the two neighbours being in love, which they aren't because really there is no love lost between the two. but then if one looks at the shared history, and the ways they still always interact culturally even without intending to do so and fight fight fight through all of it, you would say that the two are more estranged than blood thirstily hostile. like a young couple who cannot live with each other but whom the elders wont let part. no doubt there are sections wi...
"...that's like headlines without the head!" exclaimed alice. caterpillar nodded.