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Biologically men and women are very different...2
Brain Size & Brain Connections: Women’s brains are 8% smaller than men’s, but have more interconnections. Women perform better at “bigger picture” & situational thinking while men do better on more specific spatial thinking (problem solving, and pattern prediction involving objects and their spatial relationships).
Multi-tasking: Men tend to be better at learning and performing a single task, like cycling or navigating, and women are better at juggling different tasks at once.
Social Context: Women are better at social thinking & interactions than men, while men are more abstract and task-orientated. This is why women are normally better at communication while men more often prefer relying on themselves to get things done.
Emotions: Women typically have a larger limbic system than men, which makes them more in touch and expressive with their emotions. Women are usually more empathic and comprehensive in thinking, while men focus on exact issues and disregard impertinent information. Men have a difficult time understanding emotions not explicitly verbalized but can think more logically, while women have a more wholesome view of thinking & understanding but their emotions can sometimes influence decisions.
Math Skills: A brain area called the “Inferior-Parietal Lobule (IPL)” is normally larger in men than women. This area is thought to control mathematical processes, which explains why men typically can perform mathematical tasks better than women.
Pain: Women tend to perceive pain more intensely than men. The Amygdala is the brain area activated when pain is felt. The right Amygdala is activated for men and the left Amygdala is activated for women. The right Amygdala has more connections with external functions while the left Amygdala has more connections with internal functions.
Coordination & Movement: Men are generally better with coordination, controlling their movements, and have faster reaction times.
Language: Women are more attuned to words and sounds and are normally better at learning languages. This is also why men tend to have a harder time expressing emotions verbally.
Memory: Women generally have better memory than men. They have greater activity in the brain’s hippocampus, which is part of the brain that helps store memories. Studies have shown women are generally better at recalling words, names, faces, pictures, objects, and everyday events.
Sense of Direction: Men has shown to have better visual-spatial & geographic memory and thinking, meaning they tend to have a better sense of direction and remembering where locations and areas are.
Risks & Rewards: Men has a brain wired for risk-taking more than women. Male brains get a bigger burst of endorphins, sensation of pleasure, when faced with a risky or challenging situation. And the bigger the reward is, the more likely a man will take a risk.
Senses & Sex: Men focus more on their visual sense, among other senses of perception; while women tend to use multiple senses. In terms of s*xual activity, men are prevalently turned on by what they see, whereas women are turned on by multiple sources: ambience, touch, scent, as well as visual perception.
Multi-tasking: Men tend to be better at learning and performing a single task, like cycling or navigating, and women are better at juggling different tasks at once.
Social Context: Women are better at social thinking & interactions than men, while men are more abstract and task-orientated. This is why women are normally better at communication while men more often prefer relying on themselves to get things done.
Emotions: Women typically have a larger limbic system than men, which makes them more in touch and expressive with their emotions. Women are usually more empathic and comprehensive in thinking, while men focus on exact issues and disregard impertinent information. Men have a difficult time understanding emotions not explicitly verbalized but can think more logically, while women have a more wholesome view of thinking & understanding but their emotions can sometimes influence decisions.
Math Skills: A brain area called the “Inferior-Parietal Lobule (IPL)” is normally larger in men than women. This area is thought to control mathematical processes, which explains why men typically can perform mathematical tasks better than women.
Pain: Women tend to perceive pain more intensely than men. The Amygdala is the brain area activated when pain is felt. The right Amygdala is activated for men and the left Amygdala is activated for women. The right Amygdala has more connections with external functions while the left Amygdala has more connections with internal functions.
Coordination & Movement: Men are generally better with coordination, controlling their movements, and have faster reaction times.
Language: Women are more attuned to words and sounds and are normally better at learning languages. This is also why men tend to have a harder time expressing emotions verbally.
Memory: Women generally have better memory than men. They have greater activity in the brain’s hippocampus, which is part of the brain that helps store memories. Studies have shown women are generally better at recalling words, names, faces, pictures, objects, and everyday events.
Sense of Direction: Men has shown to have better visual-spatial & geographic memory and thinking, meaning they tend to have a better sense of direction and remembering where locations and areas are.
Risks & Rewards: Men has a brain wired for risk-taking more than women. Male brains get a bigger burst of endorphins, sensation of pleasure, when faced with a risky or challenging situation. And the bigger the reward is, the more likely a man will take a risk.
Senses & Sex: Men focus more on their visual sense, among other senses of perception; while women tend to use multiple senses. In terms of s*xual activity, men are prevalently turned on by what they see, whereas women are turned on by multiple sources: ambience, touch, scent, as well as visual perception.
life is uncomplete with women
women is the part of our sociaty. even we can say any house family city or any gathering is uncomplete if there is no women.
women are very diffrenet in nature . very sensitive very caring .. mostly live in the world of dreams. she cant realize the cleverness of men. if a man will lie with her she cant easily realize and man think he is very clever. but its wrong she love a man tahts why she dont want to see in the fact she just give him chance to make right ways.
women are very diffrenet in nature . very sensitive very caring .. mostly live in the world of dreams. she cant realize the cleverness of men. if a man will lie with her she cant easily realize and man think he is very clever. but its wrong she love a man tahts why she dont want to see in the fact she just give him chance to make right ways.
Qarai a Wonderful women 28 Years old Bown Hair
Dear Qarai 28 Year old Cape town Cape town
The 28 Year old Wonderful Beautiful women
I Like to get to Know you wow I Love your Profile and I want to say Hello I sent you Messages and Flower Gift and I think you are the Most amazing women
You are a Angel women xoxo David
The 28 Year old Wonderful Beautiful women
I Like to get to Know you wow I Love your Profile and I want to say Hello I sent you Messages and Flower Gift and I think you are the Most amazing women
You are a Angel women xoxo David
Strangs Replys from Women
Like when im saying to any women you are so beauty .. she will reply thanks .. but if i said you are so hot or sexy .. she want to slap me or says you are bad/dirty mind guy ... but if a women said that its ok .. the other women will accept it and says thanks you too .
so what is the different here ??!! like to know ?!
so what is the different here ??!! like to know ?!
Heyyyyyyy people
So h*rny right now looking for a sexxy special lady...in bed alone right now my life story!!!
reaction ?
when you mind full loaded for sex , what was your reaction ? cool reply ..................
DILEMMA
I have a dilemma I ordered some wrinkles 10 years ago and they didn't arrive..I'm going to be 50 in 2 weeks time & no-one believes me. I have done everything I can to get wrinkles, I've smiled constantly for almost half a century, laughed as loud as I can and nothing seems to help create the wrinkles I crave.
My granddaughter who lives with me says I don't look like a grandmother and therefore she doesn't have to listen to me. I'm at a loss as to why I can't join the wrinkle brigade...
My granddaughter who lives with me says I don't look like a grandmother and therefore she doesn't have to listen to me. I'm at a loss as to why I can't join the wrinkle brigade...
Poem (you don't wana paly me?)
when a dying hope surds and its pain life heards.
then life sings a songs that has no words
but the twings in song, it death like long
who i am? yes i am , that outraged song.
you don't wana play me?
with flute of griefs , on the true of gloom
life sang me loud, in dead dark room
till the rest was held , for the rest of days
till the face of night , had a blood-red glaze
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till the end each bite, of the fate was sting
till the hopeless hope, wore the robe of wing
now the hope is dead and the life starts mourn
why are you still quite? break the silence , you sworn
you don't wana playe me?
then life sings a songs that has no words
but the twings in song, it death like long
who i am? yes i am , that outraged song.
you don't wana play me?
with flute of griefs , on the true of gloom
life sang me loud, in dead dark room
till the rest was held , for the rest of days
till the face of night , had a blood-red glaze
]
till the end each bite, of the fate was sting
till the hopeless hope, wore the robe of wing
now the hope is dead and the life starts mourn
why are you still quite? break the silence , you sworn
you don't wana playe me?
Difference
I smiled for true at times …. but i really remember one this time…..Day was Saturday and i had to buy grocery items for the week. (you know i hated that)
It was cold that day ,was raining in slight bits but winds were sledging through the chest, that moment I was eating in a restaurant my fav. fillet-o-fish sandwich with no ketch-up … all alone ( though restaurant was full with people)
suddenly my eyes wandered outside the glass. … saw a lady in short skirt …. bare legs…. sharp features and figure that can get anybody’s attention towards ……BUT some newspapers in hands….
I was curious ….. “newspapers are free then y the hell she is selling them” …. i finished the sandwich meanwhile. wore the jacket…zipped it and got out of the restaurant having a shelter of MIRGOS bag which saved my hair from getting wet (i get cold quite easily :)
More i got nearer to her …more the beauty of that lady captured my eyes. INTENTIONALLY ,not making her realized the fact that i gazed her,i passed by her and got her jingle-like sound in ears
“Bonjour Monseiur! acheter le journal ?? ” (Goood day sir! Will u buy the newspaper)
“Vous fera combien demande? (How much u demand? my curiosity pushed me further)
She said :Autant que vous voulez (as much as u like)
i said : 2 francs …..
and the look on her face was a story in itself …. Nobody actually purchased the news paper so far…. and how long she has been there ,ALLAH knows only.
I gave her the coin of two francs and she said
Merci monsieur ….
i moved ahead a couple of yards…. and suddenly came back… said her in english … “Give me those two francs back”
her smile left the same silence on her face as if a train with 100 Miles/Hour passes through a small station and then a silence prevails for a while.
She said nothing and returned the coin to me and turned the face as if nothing happened…. (said thanks too … weird na )
I took the coin and kept in my pocket … but it took me less than 10 seconds to find another coin of 5 francs amount …
I called … Excuze moi madame …. she turned the back with a gesture as if she thought i was gone …. I moved ahead and gave her that 5 franc coin
and she took that with a fear as if i am getting my hand back if she touched the coin
but i said “take it ..it’s urz now”
this time i could see some moisture in her eyes. but with a MONALISA smile (i used here “monalisa” purposely )
then she told me in broken english….. “My baby is hungry and i am too, for night i have nothing”
but with broken smile which made me familiar with the definition of DIGNITY in another way.
I turned back moved a couple of steps ahead and again that jingle-like sound sailed through my ears…..
“Merci monsieur ….”
I turned my head and waved her and walked towards the subway station to catch the metro-train but this time i didn’t have that MIGROS bag on my head and i knew i am going to sneeze that whole night …. but a Smile that i can say TRUE one accompanied me for a while
It was cold that day ,was raining in slight bits but winds were sledging through the chest, that moment I was eating in a restaurant my fav. fillet-o-fish sandwich with no ketch-up … all alone ( though restaurant was full with people)
suddenly my eyes wandered outside the glass. … saw a lady in short skirt …. bare legs…. sharp features and figure that can get anybody’s attention towards ……BUT some newspapers in hands….
I was curious ….. “newspapers are free then y the hell she is selling them” …. i finished the sandwich meanwhile. wore the jacket…zipped it and got out of the restaurant having a shelter of MIRGOS bag which saved my hair from getting wet (i get cold quite easily :)
More i got nearer to her …more the beauty of that lady captured my eyes. INTENTIONALLY ,not making her realized the fact that i gazed her,i passed by her and got her jingle-like sound in ears
“Bonjour Monseiur! acheter le journal ?? ” (Goood day sir! Will u buy the newspaper)
“Vous fera combien demande? (How much u demand? my curiosity pushed me further)
She said :Autant que vous voulez (as much as u like)
i said : 2 francs …..
and the look on her face was a story in itself …. Nobody actually purchased the news paper so far…. and how long she has been there ,ALLAH knows only.
I gave her the coin of two francs and she said
Merci monsieur ….
i moved ahead a couple of yards…. and suddenly came back… said her in english … “Give me those two francs back”
her smile left the same silence on her face as if a train with 100 Miles/Hour passes through a small station and then a silence prevails for a while.
She said nothing and returned the coin to me and turned the face as if nothing happened…. (said thanks too … weird na )
I took the coin and kept in my pocket … but it took me less than 10 seconds to find another coin of 5 francs amount …
I called … Excuze moi madame …. she turned the back with a gesture as if she thought i was gone …. I moved ahead and gave her that 5 franc coin
and she took that with a fear as if i am getting my hand back if she touched the coin
but i said “take it ..it’s urz now”
this time i could see some moisture in her eyes. but with a MONALISA smile (i used here “monalisa” purposely )
then she told me in broken english….. “My baby is hungry and i am too, for night i have nothing”
but with broken smile which made me familiar with the definition of DIGNITY in another way.
I turned back moved a couple of steps ahead and again that jingle-like sound sailed through my ears…..
“Merci monsieur ….”
I turned my head and waved her and walked towards the subway station to catch the metro-train but this time i didn’t have that MIGROS bag on my head and i knew i am going to sneeze that whole night …. but a Smile that i can say TRUE one accompanied me for a while
SON LOOK THERE
I unintentionally looked back, forgetting for a second about the club sandwich I was eating while walking on the roadside. A small kid, who most definitely was weeping over something, suddenly stopped weeping and his facial expressions changed gradually 180 degrees from SAD mode to HAPPY one. In a matter of moments he was as happy as he was never SAD and his mother, who might have been trying for “ages” to make him smile, seemed relieved enough (well actually the way she hugged him told me that)
It seemed as if the story ends here and “they lived happily ever after” wali situation ho gyi hai. Kid is happy. Mommy is satisfied. What else we need? This ELSE intrigues the real story…
It took me less than a second to realize that this story is not about the mom, not about kid. It is about that ELSE, the clown and about US. Kahani toh bohat puraani hai, itni puraani k jab se insaan ka wajood hai.
Clown made that kid smile and that’s it. what about clown? Is clown happy? Nobody wondered neither kid nor mommy. Why would they anyway? Clowns don’t weep. They are happy by default. At least their funny faces suggest that ….This is what it seems but behind that mask is the hidden story nobody would interest much.
Every clown has a story, untold and unheard…. and we are all clowns, aren’t we???
I smiled a hollow and moved on eating my club sandwich
It seemed as if the story ends here and “they lived happily ever after” wali situation ho gyi hai. Kid is happy. Mommy is satisfied. What else we need? This ELSE intrigues the real story…
It took me less than a second to realize that this story is not about the mom, not about kid. It is about that ELSE, the clown and about US. Kahani toh bohat puraani hai, itni puraani k jab se insaan ka wajood hai.
Clown made that kid smile and that’s it. what about clown? Is clown happy? Nobody wondered neither kid nor mommy. Why would they anyway? Clowns don’t weep. They are happy by default. At least their funny faces suggest that ….This is what it seems but behind that mask is the hidden story nobody would interest much.
Every clown has a story, untold and unheard…. and we are all clowns, aren’t we???
I smiled a hollow and moved on eating my club sandwich
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