The Return of Lover Boy

The Return of Lover Boy

Countless times forlorn looking women have begged and demanded my time for a sane bit of advice. Should they take back an errant boyfriend or husband, who has wandered, strayed, had quite a rollicking time with a few dozen ’other women‘ and then returned home to a patiently waiting girlfriend or wife after the games have gone against them or have become too demanding on body and purse? What would be the right and wise thing to do? Should they forgive and forget? What would a Wiccan do, these poor women ask?

Ipsita Roy Chakraverti

My dears, I tell them, a Wiccan would not have got herself in that spot in the first place. No man ever strays from a Wiccan woman. A Wiccan woman makes sure of that! But be that as it may, my advice in this case of the deserted wife would be-----do not take him back. Let him suffer and stew. Decide what to do with him in your own time, in your own way. Also to be considered is, has he been up to this kind of philandering very often? 

If you remember, I wrote in my book, ‘Beloved Witch’--
"When you fall once I say it is God’s carelessness. When you fall twice, you should have been more careful. When it happens again, you belong to neither darkness nor light."

So my lovelies, has he made a habit of this? Flirting and sleeping around? And then, he expects you to take him back? Perish the thought. The answer is no. You’ll be much happier and richer without him. Don’t forget the alimony. Don’t be a birdbrain and say you want nothing from him. Ofcourse you do. You want money from the louse, for creating all this heartache and humiliation for you. Pinch him where it hurts.

A faithless husband or boyfriend will never change. It’s in his genes quite likely. It’s a part of his trying to be one up on you. Somewhere he may have a complex that you are much better than him---and in all likelihood you are. Or he may just have a gigantic libido which can’t keep away from women…… in which case the sooner you drop him the better.

In the old days of America, remember the case of the Clintons? Bill, Hillary and Monica? After all that happened and the salacious details, Hillary took Bill back. That was a wrong move. If she had played it smart she would have been the U.S. President today. That would have shown guts. 

Love Spells for the Mature Woman

Love Spells for the Mature Woman

One sees face creams and lotions advertised for the ‘mature’ woman. They promise to bring back that youthful glow and tautness. I doubt if they can but there’s no harm in trying and hope is a good feeling to nurture. But love for the mature woman? Well, my lovelies, that’s what the creams and lotions were for in the first place. Or didn’t you guess? She’ll look so good that the desired male will crawl into her clutches. And now for the love spell !

I’ve often written tongue in cheek about love spells in my books—waiting to see the reactions. I keep hoping the fair sex will show empowerment and laugh the spells away, push them to one side and sneer at my impudence.
But alas! They don’t. They fall hook, line and sinker into the trap.
I can understand it when the pyts---that’s the pretty young things, the foolish little hopefuls,  pine for lost boy friends and yearn for the no-gooder who has ditched them. After all, give the young things time to learn and surely one day they will grow up.

But what about the older, experienced, much married matron who decides to have a secret fling and wants love spells from me? She’ll sidle up to me at some public event  and whisper to me how much she admires me and my books. She’ll talk of the depth and truth in what I say. And then, after a few false starts she’ll dive into the subject she has been hiding in her ample bosom. Love spells! Can she see me privately? Can I provide her with some? I tell her as kindly as is possible for me, that I don’t really work with love spells-----leave alone provide them. I don’t believe in love spells or in other spells for that matter. Yes, sounds and words and certain juxtapositions of these have been used as mantras and chants from very ancient times---but that is a different matter altogether. But a few lines of rhyme strung together will not bring the desired one. Inner strength is what she should strive for. Alas! She refuses to believe me. She thinks I want to keep the goodies for myself. She is obviously desperate. I turn away to talk to someone else and she walks away in a huff.

Tells one a lot about the emancipated Indian woman. Where is her independence? Her backbone? Does she still depend on what I consider hocus-pocus to bring her what she considers desirable? Or is our society picking up the wrong values from the west? Family life is no longer based on values. It’s a plastic, cosmetic based world out there. The inner beauty has vanished. No longer needed. It’s a pity.