Who are Chattier, Men or Women?

Last week I presented my parents with 2 dandy parrots. Today they are christened Sophie and either Rome, Casper, Scooby, Snoopy or perhaps Chip... Not yet officially nicknamed.

What's surprising is that when it comes to the Realm of Parrots females are less valuable than males. They even cost much less than male parrots. Voila! A note of discrimination, you see!
The story goes that the owner of a light colored beak and the “producer” of eggs is not capable to sing and say words. Parrot males pretend they are real polyglots, sworn brothers with Pavarotti and ultra-mega-super-extra skillful linguists! They are said to have phenomenal talking abilities.

How about humans? Who proved to be as talkative as a male parrot, women or men?
According to some surveys a woman uses 8000 words per day to express herself while a man - a mere 3000.
That means women are around three times more garrulous than men. However, 2 minutes ago I've found out that this is a pure myth. Men need around 300 words to keep pace with women. Well, to my mind that should be the last thing for a man to compete with a woman.

So, whom to believe? What's the chattiest gender? Who's the most blah-blah-blah-stic, he or she?

What's Easier, to Hate or Love?

Today my mind was preoccupied with this question. The final verdict?! I am not ready to clearly answer it.

However, after some hesitations, confused and frustrated I have concluded that it is better to love.
When you hate, you destroy yourself from the inside. Inch by inch and millimeter by millimeter your ego is wounded by a tornado of negative emotions. Your eyes are not so bright and they don't smile anymore. Hate is like poison. It quickly spreads all over the body.
And one fine day you realize that you feel exhausted, weak and tired of this disease. Hate is destructive.

They say love is constructive. However, notice! When you love, you are systematically visited by fear. The phenomena of love automatically develops the fear to be rejected. You don't know whether your feelings will be accepted or rejected by the person you care for. The object of your love could easily spell a bold “NO”. And this expressive 2-lettered word is very painful. Fear intensifies. Anxious and agitated your ego asks your deep feeling to “flatten”. The fight is awful. The more explosive love is, the greater becomes the fear of losing the beloved person. It gradually increases in intensity and generously gnaws your sincere feelings. It may turn into jealousy, low self-esteem, possessiveness and hate.

Nevertheless, like it or not, love brings happiness. Many, many smiles on face... Playful butterflies in stomach... Romance, tears, good mood and fantastic moments, hope, fun, delight, sun, peace... Briefly saying, one thing is sure:

LOVE has to be lived here on earth!