Of all that’s ever been written about Scorpio over the years, much of it — no, most of it — has been unfair, negative and worded so that those born under this Sun sign sound downright intimidating. It’s as if simply getting to know them requires superhuman courage and a fully armed bodyguard. Well, I’m about to put an end to all that nonsense. It’s true that Scorpios are not for the faint of heart. They’re not shallow, they won’t be manipulated and they will never, ever ’settle’ for less than what they really want. In the Scorpio mind, ’settling’ equates with giving up — and that’s something else they’d never, ever do. Scorpios won’t stop working toward a goal until they’re convinced that it’s impossible — which takes some doing.

Even when they’re not on a mission, Scorpios are still undoubtedly sniffing out clues. They’re born detectives who are always on duty, analysts who never stop digging for answers, and investigators who are perpetually in search of information. A mystery is an invitation to these folks; what’s below the surface is simply irresistible.

And speaking of irresistible, if you’re attracted to a Scorpio and vice versa, whether it’s been 24 years or 24 hours, rest assured that they’ll never cease to amaze, astound and startle you. Just when you think you’ve got them all figured out (although you likely stopped laboring under that illusion shortly after you two met), they’ll say or do something that will cause you to find them even more fascinating. They’re loyal to a fault — but maybe just a bit too jealous at times, so don’t play games with that emotion — and perfectly willing to fire walk for you. And whether or not you opt to make the relationship legal, ‘until death do us part’ will always apply. Their love will literally last forever.

Do you dread a Scorpion ? Leave your say as a comment, sighting your observations.

| Source: astrology.com | Further Reading |

It’s sad, but its true that the least understood people in my life have been my parents. Blame it on my education and my quest for knowledge. Eversince I was 6, I was put into a beautiful boarding school in the foothills of the Himalayas, where the stupendous and gorgeous Mount Kangchenjunga lay its abode. The school was my guru, my parent, my dost, my love and my Lord. All the qualities moulded in me has been the efforts of the great institution.

You’ll surely get to read more about this beautiful place in the future, but for now its on my Ma!

Born on the 2nd of August, 1956 in a Rajhasthani Rajput family (who were the Treasurers of the Maharaja of Coochbehar); Royalty is in her blood. A beautiful pretty dame who dreamt of conquering the skies. She trained in the Indain Air Force until she got married to Jay (thats what my Ma calls my Dad; I call her Basanti!)
From a Zamindar’s family, she moved into a small reputed daring businessman’s family who believed in patience and silence (traits of a Jain). She bore three breautiful kids and handled the house and the family exceptionally well but it cost her both mentally and physically.

For a person who has conquered both land (her mesmerizing beauty) and air, she had to settle for the little space between the four walls to see her family prosper. She’s taken lifes apathy with resilience and perseverance. The soft supple skin of her face is embossed with wrinkles. The eyes are tired, her silky brown hair is turning gray.
She’s cleaned, mopped, wept, fought and faced lifes thwarts, bricks and bats like a lonesome warrior; but she still stands, stands like the grandeur Himalayas.

I salute thee, oh! honourable mother,
I salute thee.