Monday, December 26, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
I wanted to talk to you but I didn't have anything to say.
So, I talked about how fat I'm getting. The truth is, I don't really care.
And I talked about clothes. I don't care about that either.
And I talked about what I plan on doing on my birthday. Don't care. I only pretend that I do.
I guess there's only one thing I've ever cared about.
So, I talked about how fat I'm getting. The truth is, I don't really care.
And I talked about clothes. I don't care about that either.
And I talked about what I plan on doing on my birthday. Don't care. I only pretend that I do.
I guess there's only one thing I've ever cared about.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
My How Well Do You Know Me Quiz
Who's my current celebrity crush?
Gerard Butler
Tony Hawk
Robert Downey Jr.
Salman Khan
Which is my favourite book?
Twilight 1
Twilight 2
Twilight 3
To Kill a Mockingbird
What's my favourite form of exercise?
Gym
Rock climbing
Running
Yoga
Who's my favourite author?
Stephanie Myers
Gorgette Heyer
Terry Prachett
Isaac Asimov
How tall am I?
5'1
5'2
5'3
5'4
What do my girlfriends and I talk about the most?
Getting fat
Men
Getting fat and men
Clothes
What's my newest nickname?
Kan
Princess Anastasia
K-bomb
Pedophile
Which is my favourite band?
Metallica
Dashboard Confessional
Hootie and the Blowfish
Lounge Piranha
Who do I expect to pass this quiz but I actually think is going to fail?!
Marlene
Nolita
Laura
Joanne
What kind of music do I like?
Trance
Commercial House
Dance
Alternative Rock
What's my least favourite form of exercise?
Gym
Rock Climbing
Running
Yoga
What's my favourite song?
I'm sexy and I know it
Choli ke peeche kya hai
Crash into me
Una Paloma Blanca
Which place in the world would I choose to live in?
Toulon
Cinque Terre
Adelaide
Bangalore
Who is my superhero crush?
The Hulk (size matters)
Spiderman
Green Goblin
Wolverine
What religious roots do I claim?
Syrian Christian
Hindu
Roman Catholic
Muslim
Gerard Butler
Tony Hawk
Robert Downey Jr.
Salman Khan
Which is my favourite book?
Twilight 1
Twilight 2
Twilight 3
To Kill a Mockingbird
What's my favourite form of exercise?
Gym
Rock climbing
Running
Yoga
Who's my favourite author?
Stephanie Myers
Gorgette Heyer
Terry Prachett
Isaac Asimov
How tall am I?
5'1
5'2
5'3
5'4
What do my girlfriends and I talk about the most?
Getting fat
Men
Getting fat and men
Clothes
What's my newest nickname?
Kan
Princess Anastasia
K-bomb
Pedophile
Which is my favourite band?
Metallica
Dashboard Confessional
Hootie and the Blowfish
Lounge Piranha
Who do I expect to pass this quiz but I actually think is going to fail?!
Marlene
Nolita
Laura
Joanne
What kind of music do I like?
Trance
Commercial House
Dance
Alternative Rock
What's my least favourite form of exercise?
Gym
Rock Climbing
Running
Yoga
What's my favourite song?
I'm sexy and I know it
Choli ke peeche kya hai
Crash into me
Una Paloma Blanca
Which place in the world would I choose to live in?
Toulon
Cinque Terre
Adelaide
Bangalore
Who is my superhero crush?
The Hulk (size matters)
Spiderman
Green Goblin
Wolverine
What religious roots do I claim?
Syrian Christian
Hindu
Roman Catholic
Muslim
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
My Mother
She wants to go out and buy some nice candles.
Guess why?
In case she dies, she'd like equal candles for her funeral and we might not have the time to go out and buy some once she's dead.
You need to have the funeral immediately, she informs me.
"Aren't you being a little premature?" I want to know.
"Oh!I'm not going to die." she exclaims.
Turns out she's taken out a whole life policy and is planning on waiting for it to mature before she knocks off. However, you never know what God's plans are and hence, the candles.
Also, a note to my sister Jo who is the beneficiary of the above mentioned policy.
That money is for funeral expenses. That's right. The remaining, after that, is for you.
My Father's got one too.
:)
Category 1: My mother.
Category 2: Planning ahead?
Guess why?
In case she dies, she'd like equal candles for her funeral and we might not have the time to go out and buy some once she's dead.
You need to have the funeral immediately, she informs me.
"Aren't you being a little premature?" I want to know.
"Oh!I'm not going to die." she exclaims.
Turns out she's taken out a whole life policy and is planning on waiting for it to mature before she knocks off. However, you never know what God's plans are and hence, the candles.
Also, a note to my sister Jo who is the beneficiary of the above mentioned policy.
That money is for funeral expenses. That's right. The remaining, after that, is for you.
My Father's got one too.
:)
Category 1: My mother.
Category 2: Planning ahead?
Monday, December 12, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream and not make dreams your master,
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them, "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And which is more you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)
Category: An exception, a rule
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream and not make dreams your master,
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them, "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And which is more you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)
Category: An exception, a rule
Friday, December 09, 2011
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Recur
It's almost as if I get one more clue as to what it's about every time I have one of them.
Normally I wake up with only a sense of what's happening. I never remember. I watch the blinking blue light of the wireless reflecting off the woodwork for a bit before I go back to sleep.
Last night was different. I didn't wake up. I only dreamed.
So far all I know is that I've done something terribly wrong. Making amends means I could die.
In the dream last night, I was making amends.
Category: Wake up, it'll be ok
Normally I wake up with only a sense of what's happening. I never remember. I watch the blinking blue light of the wireless reflecting off the woodwork for a bit before I go back to sleep.
Last night was different. I didn't wake up. I only dreamed.
So far all I know is that I've done something terribly wrong. Making amends means I could die.
In the dream last night, I was making amends.
Category: Wake up, it'll be ok
Monday, December 05, 2011
Maids: An update
It was time for Megan to get ready for school. My mom was trying to get her to put her socks on but every time she tried, Megan would cry that it was hurting her. Turns out there was sand in her socks.
So.
When Selvy(you all know Selvy. The thief.) came to work, she got a talking to and instructions that when socks are washed, they need to end up sandless. Capish?
Later in the day, my mom knocks on my door asking if I've seen Selvy.
No, I haven't. Maybe she's in the toilet upstairs.
An hour later, she still hasn't come back.
Later in the evening when she returned to possibly explain why she had walked off in a huff, she was politely told to bugger off.
The good news? Shalu's back.
Yay.
Shalu-The best maid with the worst attendance.
Friday, December 02, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Friday, November 25, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Papel
What he wants to know is this. If I wasn't funded then what was the point of me going to New York? I tried explaining but now I have a headache. I know this headache now, it's all too familiar. It's the communication breakdown headache and it hurts like hell. Physically. And it lingers the longest. So now I have to dissect it or I can't go on with my day. He's thinking money. He's thinking bottomlines. He's thinking if they didn't pay for my ticket then what's the big deal. He doesn't understand. He doesn't see that money is just pieces of paper only worth the things you can buy with it. Like a ray of light invisible until it falls on something worth seeing.
The one thing you wrote that I love.
Still In Transit: Papel
The one thing you wrote that I love.
Still In Transit: Papel
Monday, November 21, 2011
Apathethic
I was thinking about that word today. About how it was the only way I could possibly be to survive whatever it is I'm surviving. Everything I see is ugly. And now, a friend tells me that's what he's being.
Category: Ugliness everywhere
Category: Ugliness everywhere
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The stories that aren't told.
Here's one.
Imagine the possibility that this world is virtual. It's something made up by someone. It's one tiny thing among a million.
Imagine looking down at the millions. And among them you pick out the world. Tiny. And look closer. There's someone hoarding their gold.
How much is it worth?
Here's one.
Imagine the possibility that this world is virtual. It's something made up by someone. It's one tiny thing among a million.
Imagine looking down at the millions. And among them you pick out the world. Tiny. And look closer. There's someone hoarding their gold.
How much is it worth?
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
“I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life.
I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.”
I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.
I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.
People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
― Maya Angelou
(taken from a rabbit. a yellow one)
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life.
I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.”
I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.
I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.
People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
― Maya Angelou
(taken from a rabbit. a yellow one)
Monday, November 14, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Nitin explains Fishing
When you fish, you need bait.
Once the fish bites you don't just yank it out of the water.
You let it swim for a while, so it thinks that everything is fine.
Then bring it out slowly, slowly, without a struggle.
Category 1: Relationship advice
Category 2: Fish/Bicycles
Once the fish bites you don't just yank it out of the water.
You let it swim for a while, so it thinks that everything is fine.
Then bring it out slowly, slowly, without a struggle.
Category 1: Relationship advice
Category 2: Fish/Bicycles
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
Monday, November 07, 2011
Joanne says people project their own insecurities on to you.
They make you the unwitting object, while all you would have been doing was sitting around, oblivious.
Example:
-Why are you making that face? I look funny, don't I?
=No you don't. I wasn't making a face.
-Yes, you were.
=No, I wasn't. That's just my face.
-No, it's not.
etc. etc.
They make you the unwitting object, while all you would have been doing was sitting around, oblivious.
Example:
-Why are you making that face? I look funny, don't I?
=No you don't. I wasn't making a face.
-Yes, you were.
=No, I wasn't. That's just my face.
-No, it's not.
etc. etc.
Saturday, November 05, 2011
Friday, November 04, 2011
Assignment Blues
October is always marred by having to speed-read assignments and by much other paper-work. At this time of year, my thoughts turn, inevitably, to Deepak Bhat Dundi and the memorable ambush he made on my life some two years ago.
Deepak Bhat preferred to sit in the last bench of my class and said very little while I tried to get his class-mates interested in Marjane Satrapi's account of her childhood or in the notions of female independence that Mills and Boon seemed to promote. I valued an assignment of his a little later.My determination to slash and burn through the evening simply disappeared after i read what he had written.
You will first notice that he has an extremely teetery relationship with the language. After you read the piece, you may also understand why I gave him 9.5 out of 10 and spent the rest of the evening in conversation with a bottle of Absolut
Monsoon Memories
by Deepak Bhat
I read a report in a newspaper, heading saying that "Heavy Rains in Uttara Kannada District". I was very curious to know how much water was flowing in Kokkar Streem and Bedti River. So I immediately called on my house but I heard a voice saying "the number you have called is under repair". I tried again and heard the same voice. This is very common in Malnad area. Most of the time during this season there is no electricity and the phones do not work because of trees falls that damage the electrical and phone pholes.
I loved it when there was no electricity in the night during the rainy season because my parents won't force me to do home work or ead text book. I could sit front of hodtki with my grandfather--hodtki is a type of dryer used for drying coarse rug. He always tells me a lot of stories there most of them are very interesting especially Brahma Rakshasa story, Punyakoti stories, a few ghost stories, and stories from Ramayana and Mahabharata. In the bonfire of the hodtki, we used to bake jackfruit seeds. My grandfather used to hole the seeds and then put it in the fire otherwise it would burst in the heat. When it is raining a lot it is a very joyfull moment sitting in front of the fire of the hodtke enjoying the baked jackfruit seed, jackfruit papad and cashewnut. The process of baking cashew in the fire is very intresting.While baking the cashewnut, it gives very beautiful scattered flames and different crackling sounds. Sometimes it sprays the hot oil with fire.
Early in the morning from 6 o' clock my mother starts waking me up because I have to walk 3 kilometres to reach the school. Finally I get of the bed only after 15-20 minutes. After leaving the bed my first work was watching the sky to see if it is cloudy or not and then to the news on AIR Dharvad if they announce the possibility of heavy rains in Uttara Kannada district within 24 hours and celebrate as my father would says no need to go to school today.
During the school days Mahadeva was my close friend. He was very good at catching fish (i.e. without any tools). Every Saturday afternoon and Sunday we used to go catch fish and crabs and also play in the slush of paddy fields. I was not able to catching even single fish but Mahadeva was catching the fish and crab so easily. he put his hand in a deep hole upto his elbow to catch crab. Once a big crab almost a palmsized cut his fingertip.
During the rainy season Mahadeva and me used build mud dams to small channels of water within an hour it collapses and we enjoyed the seeing of it collapsing and a huge amount of water flowing out of it. We used to imagine this as stories where LTTE terrorist attacking dams and demolish them. (i used to read in newspaper that govt was giving protection to Supa Dam from LTTE).
We used to make paper boats and used to put red ants on the boat and leave the boats on the streems. The ants were moving here and there on the boat searching for way to escape from the floating paper boat. Some jumped into the water and started to swimming and few climbed on to the blades of grass partially touching the streem water.
On the way to schoool we used to see lots of dead snakes, frogs and millipads on the tar roads. During the time of crossing the roads those animals are dying due to the vehicles which are moving on them. Those fresh decaying flesh of those beings mixed with water give a smell resembling the smell of iron rods of KSRTC bus seats. Green vine snakes are common during the rainy season. We used to catch them bare hands and thrown them on some plants on the way to home after the school. We used to take the forest route in search of wild mushrooms.
In the forest we find a lot of differently coloured and different types of mushrooms. Mahadeva told me that only 2 types of mushrooms are edible and rest are poisonous.
Now again monsoon is started, water from the new rains are flowing in Kokkar Streem and bedti river. A new vine snake waiting for a new frog. My grandfather is putting new firewood to hodtki fire. New rain-water is evaporating from the coarse rug. A new crab making new hole in paddy field. it is raining even in Bangalore. But it is not a new rain, it looks like last year's rain and the year before the last. Without the smell of fresh soil, without the cool soil slush, without vine snake, without the frogs song, without hodtki fire and jackfruit seed, how can it be new? Then why am I living in Bangalore? I don't know and I don't have an answer.
Source: http://al-lude.livejournal.com/64374.html
Deepak Bhat preferred to sit in the last bench of my class and said very little while I tried to get his class-mates interested in Marjane Satrapi's account of her childhood or in the notions of female independence that Mills and Boon seemed to promote. I valued an assignment of his a little later.My determination to slash and burn through the evening simply disappeared after i read what he had written.
You will first notice that he has an extremely teetery relationship with the language. After you read the piece, you may also understand why I gave him 9.5 out of 10 and spent the rest of the evening in conversation with a bottle of Absolut
Monsoon Memories
by Deepak Bhat
I read a report in a newspaper, heading saying that "Heavy Rains in Uttara Kannada District". I was very curious to know how much water was flowing in Kokkar Streem and Bedti River. So I immediately called on my house but I heard a voice saying "the number you have called is under repair". I tried again and heard the same voice. This is very common in Malnad area. Most of the time during this season there is no electricity and the phones do not work because of trees falls that damage the electrical and phone pholes.
I loved it when there was no electricity in the night during the rainy season because my parents won't force me to do home work or ead text book. I could sit front of hodtki with my grandfather--hodtki is a type of dryer used for drying coarse rug. He always tells me a lot of stories there most of them are very interesting especially Brahma Rakshasa story, Punyakoti stories, a few ghost stories, and stories from Ramayana and Mahabharata. In the bonfire of the hodtki, we used to bake jackfruit seeds. My grandfather used to hole the seeds and then put it in the fire otherwise it would burst in the heat. When it is raining a lot it is a very joyfull moment sitting in front of the fire of the hodtke enjoying the baked jackfruit seed, jackfruit papad and cashewnut. The process of baking cashew in the fire is very intresting.While baking the cashewnut, it gives very beautiful scattered flames and different crackling sounds. Sometimes it sprays the hot oil with fire.
Early in the morning from 6 o' clock my mother starts waking me up because I have to walk 3 kilometres to reach the school. Finally I get of the bed only after 15-20 minutes. After leaving the bed my first work was watching the sky to see if it is cloudy or not and then to the news on AIR Dharvad if they announce the possibility of heavy rains in Uttara Kannada district within 24 hours and celebrate as my father would says no need to go to school today.
During the school days Mahadeva was my close friend. He was very good at catching fish (i.e. without any tools). Every Saturday afternoon and Sunday we used to go catch fish and crabs and also play in the slush of paddy fields. I was not able to catching even single fish but Mahadeva was catching the fish and crab so easily. he put his hand in a deep hole upto his elbow to catch crab. Once a big crab almost a palmsized cut his fingertip.
During the rainy season Mahadeva and me used build mud dams to small channels of water within an hour it collapses and we enjoyed the seeing of it collapsing and a huge amount of water flowing out of it. We used to imagine this as stories where LTTE terrorist attacking dams and demolish them. (i used to read in newspaper that govt was giving protection to Supa Dam from LTTE).
We used to make paper boats and used to put red ants on the boat and leave the boats on the streems. The ants were moving here and there on the boat searching for way to escape from the floating paper boat. Some jumped into the water and started to swimming and few climbed on to the blades of grass partially touching the streem water.
On the way to schoool we used to see lots of dead snakes, frogs and millipads on the tar roads. During the time of crossing the roads those animals are dying due to the vehicles which are moving on them. Those fresh decaying flesh of those beings mixed with water give a smell resembling the smell of iron rods of KSRTC bus seats. Green vine snakes are common during the rainy season. We used to catch them bare hands and thrown them on some plants on the way to home after the school. We used to take the forest route in search of wild mushrooms.
In the forest we find a lot of differently coloured and different types of mushrooms. Mahadeva told me that only 2 types of mushrooms are edible and rest are poisonous.
Now again monsoon is started, water from the new rains are flowing in Kokkar Streem and bedti river. A new vine snake waiting for a new frog. My grandfather is putting new firewood to hodtki fire. New rain-water is evaporating from the coarse rug. A new crab making new hole in paddy field. it is raining even in Bangalore. But it is not a new rain, it looks like last year's rain and the year before the last. Without the smell of fresh soil, without the cool soil slush, without vine snake, without the frogs song, without hodtki fire and jackfruit seed, how can it be new? Then why am I living in Bangalore? I don't know and I don't have an answer.
Source: http://al-lude.livejournal.com/64374.html
Thursday, November 03, 2011
So here's a list of books I've bought but haven't read yet. What should I start with?
-The Tesseract-Alex Garland
-My autobiography or The Story of my Experiments with Truth- M. K. Gandhi
-The Remains of the Day-Kazuo Ishiguro
-Possession- A. S. Byatt
-A Fine Balance- Rohinton Mistry (half read, but it made me really sad)
-The Millenium Series- Larsson
-The Colour Purple- Alice Walker
-The Coma-Alex Garland
-King Rat-China Mieville
-Pappilon-Henri Charrière (which I've gifted away but which I think I'll take back)
Category: Where do I begin?
Update:
The 2 favourites in the running are, Alex Garland and China Mieville.
-The Tesseract-Alex Garland
-My autobiography or The Story of my Experiments with Truth- M. K. Gandhi
-The Remains of the Day-Kazuo Ishiguro
-Possession- A. S. Byatt
-A Fine Balance- Rohinton Mistry (half read, but it made me really sad)
-The Millenium Series- Larsson
-The Colour Purple- Alice Walker
-The Coma-Alex Garland
-King Rat-China Mieville
-Pappilon-Henri Charrière (which I've gifted away but which I think I'll take back)
Category: Where do I begin?
Update:
The 2 favourites in the running are, Alex Garland and China Mieville.
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
I study French. I'm not always sure why, but I do.
So in my attempt to improve, I took the advice of a link that was advertised at French class and signed up.
Here are some of the emails I received on signing up. Funny, naive, outrageous.
The perfectly normal ones, I've opted to keep to myself.
Joseph: He's planning a trip to India and wants to know if I'd like to accompany him to Bombay and Delhi.
Why yes, Joseph, I'd love that!
That's Guillaume (no image). He'd like to marry me.
There's Bruno, who if I'm not mistaken, thinks I'm Pakistani and wants to sell me something.
And finally, Jean Christophe. He claims he's a hot air balloon pilot.He's going to be visiting and is searching for a place to stay for a couple of months. The rent shouldn't be too high. Anyone?
Category: Never miss an opportunity
So in my attempt to improve, I took the advice of a link that was advertised at French class and signed up.
Here are some of the emails I received on signing up. Funny, naive, outrageous.
The perfectly normal ones, I've opted to keep to myself.
Joseph: He's planning a trip to India and wants to know if I'd like to accompany him to Bombay and Delhi.
Why yes, Joseph, I'd love that!
That's Guillaume (no image). He'd like to marry me.
There's Bruno, who if I'm not mistaken, thinks I'm Pakistani and wants to sell me something.
And finally, Jean Christophe. He claims he's a hot air balloon pilot.He's going to be visiting and is searching for a place to stay for a couple of months. The rent shouldn't be too high. Anyone?
Category: Never miss an opportunity
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Chapter 5
What if she doesn't want to be found? She's careful and hard to trace but what if someone finds her because of me. What if, somewhere, she slipped and I was the one who opened the gateway to hell?
I've taken the reading list off. But don't fret. Here's something else to entertain your lovely selves. An extract from 2006.
'What do you see?' asked the girl. She looked about nine but when you looked at her eyes she might have been nine thousand or ninety thousand even.
'It hurts', he said, ignoring her question and rubbing his hip.
'It's your own fault. You should learn to land better. Like me', she smirked. 'Now what do you see?'
'I see a woman', he said sulkily. 'She's moving across the world'.
'Anything else?'
'I see another one. Looks like she's shaking her fist. At a man. Nothing unusual about that'. His black eyes glared in her direction.
'Don't be a baby Chaos', said Life with all the authority of an older sibling. 'I'm older and you have to listen to me'.
'Girls'. He grumbled to himself.
I've taken the reading list off. But don't fret. Here's something else to entertain your lovely selves. An extract from 2006.
'What do you see?' asked the girl. She looked about nine but when you looked at her eyes she might have been nine thousand or ninety thousand even.
'It hurts', he said, ignoring her question and rubbing his hip.
'It's your own fault. You should learn to land better. Like me', she smirked. 'Now what do you see?'
'I see a woman', he said sulkily. 'She's moving across the world'.
'Anything else?'
'I see another one. Looks like she's shaking her fist. At a man. Nothing unusual about that'. His black eyes glared in her direction.
'Don't be a baby Chaos', said Life with all the authority of an older sibling. 'I'm older and you have to listen to me'.
'Girls'. He grumbled to himself.
A comment here, a snide remark there. The worst, an implication and your incapacity to confront it. The smallest thing can sometimes throw the most balanced of us off.
I'm just saying. The only person who gets to assess you, is you.
I make blanket assumptions about people, knowing fully well that that's all that they are.
Category: Redemption
I'm just saying. The only person who gets to assess you, is you.
I make blanket assumptions about people, knowing fully well that that's all that they are.
Category: Redemption
Monday, October 17, 2011
Note to self (get act together)
The last post was supposed to be a note to myself. Sort of like an organizer, a planner. That clearly didn't work out. Here goes nothing.
-Presentation (l'histoir du Louvre)
-Kancastle (tax)
-Exercise (leg)
-Stitching (hemming homework)
-Companies (resume)
-French (syntax)
-Violin (second position)
-Cupboard (clean out)
Category: Note to self
-Presentation (l'histoir du Louvre)
-Kancastle (tax)
-Exercise (leg)
-Stitching (hemming homework)
-Companies (resume)
-French (syntax)
-Violin (second position)
-Cupboard (clean out)
Category: Note to self
I'm relaxed, I'm occupied, I'm disturbed.
I can't justify the feeling.
The feeling that makes me just want to kick back and read.It's unacceptable to just do that.
I also want to colour, study, talk, climb, dance.
I also want to work. I also want to love.
I seem okay, to myself but a part of me knows that I'm not.
The cycle is vicious.
Category: If you can't break it, become it
I can't justify the feeling.
The feeling that makes me just want to kick back and read.It's unacceptable to just do that.
I also want to colour, study, talk, climb, dance.
I also want to work. I also want to love.
I seem okay, to myself but a part of me knows that I'm not.
The cycle is vicious.
Category: If you can't break it, become it
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
She told me that she was only telling me this because I was almost like family.
She advised me to say a small prayer in my heart, every time, before I started something new.
I've never been terribly religious. In fact religious people are somewhat scary.
Still, it never hurt to pray.
Category: For those who still can, there is comfort in prayer
She advised me to say a small prayer in my heart, every time, before I started something new.
I've never been terribly religious. In fact religious people are somewhat scary.
Still, it never hurt to pray.
Category: For those who still can, there is comfort in prayer
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
I've made this.. this space, a little less findable.
Not impossible to find, just more difficult.
Like a secret. Or a secret garden.
How to get there: Cross the street, enter the Pizza hut building, climb up some stairs, then down, then out the other side and you'll find yourself in old Bangalore. Turn left, enter a gate, pass a house whose windows you can look into at which you'll say, I'm going to marry their son and heir (except I think he's a teenaged kid), climb up some stairs, turn left and you're there :)
Category 1: Bangalore, hardcore
Category 2: Kanfoundit
Not impossible to find, just more difficult.
Like a secret. Or a secret garden.
How to get there: Cross the street, enter the Pizza hut building, climb up some stairs, then down, then out the other side and you'll find yourself in old Bangalore. Turn left, enter a gate, pass a house whose windows you can look into at which you'll say, I'm going to marry their son and heir (except I think he's a teenaged kid), climb up some stairs, turn left and you're there :)
Category 1: Bangalore, hardcore
Category 2: Kanfoundit
"Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's."
-Mary Schmich
Courtesy: http://a2j199.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html
-Mary Schmich
Courtesy: http://a2j199.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html
Sunday, October 09, 2011
Saturday, October 08, 2011
Friday, October 07, 2011
Thursday, October 06, 2011
Sunday, October 02, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Desiderata - Max Ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Update
So I realized that I didn't actually skip dinner.
I just ate early and promptly forgot.
AND THEN felt sorry for myself because really, how can someone go to bed without dinner?
That's just so sad.
Category 1: Shut up kettle
Category 2: Nobody should ever have to
I just ate early and promptly forgot.
AND THEN felt sorry for myself because really, how can someone go to bed without dinner?
That's just so sad.
Category 1: Shut up kettle
Category 2: Nobody should ever have to
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
I try to promote the idea that friendship is over rated.
Don't get me wrong. I do truly believe that having a friend is important, essential even.
However, coming across someone who fits the criteria is rare.
I would rather be by myself, than be in name, friends with someone who didn't really make the cut.
Category: Friendship
About me: Lucky
Don't get me wrong. I do truly believe that having a friend is important, essential even.
However, coming across someone who fits the criteria is rare.
I would rather be by myself, than be in name, friends with someone who didn't really make the cut.
Category: Friendship
About me: Lucky
Sunday, August 07, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I believe that the voices of fear, both from without and within, can only be dispelled by trusting the voice that comes from the heart. Be still and listen to it. If it speaks of love and compassion for others, for the world itself, it just might be the voice of God -- or a reasonable facsimile. If however, it snarls with fear of the unknown, fear of losing what you have or of not getting what you want, then it just might be the voice of Rupert Murdoch -- or a reasonable facsimile.
-Chuck Lorre Productions #212
-Chuck Lorre Productions #212
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Sunday, June 05, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 09, 2011
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Monday, May 02, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Saturday, April 09, 2011
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Book List
Books that are lying around that I haven't read. Yet.
(Disclaimer: The following books have been given, gifted, thrust upon, suggested to, taken from others, bought by me)
-The Woods, Harlan Coben
-The Remains of the Day,Kazuo Ishiguro
-Blind Faith, Sagarika Gosh
-The Three Musketeers, Alexander Dumas
-The Laws of Manu, Manu?
-Papillon, Henri Charriere
-The Inheritance of Loss, Kiran Desai
-Silas Marner, George Elliot
-Carpe Jugulum, Terry Prachett
-Stone Cole, David Baldacci
-A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
-The Story of My Experimants with Truth, M. K. Gandhi
-Possession, A. S. Byatt
-Twilight / New Moon, Stephenie Meyer
(Disclaimer: The following books have been given, gifted, thrust upon, suggested to, taken from others, bought by me)
-The Woods, Harlan Coben
-The Remains of the Day,Kazuo Ishiguro
-Blind Faith, Sagarika Gosh
-The Three Musketeers, Alexander Dumas
-The Laws of Manu, Manu?
-Papillon, Henri Charriere
-The Inheritance of Loss, Kiran Desai
-Silas Marner, George Elliot
-Carpe Jugulum, Terry Prachett
-Stone Cole, David Baldacci
-A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
-The Story of My Experimants with Truth, M. K. Gandhi
-Possession, A. S. Byatt
-Twilight / New Moon, Stephenie Meyer
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 03, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Monday, February 07, 2011
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Friday, January 07, 2011
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Monday, January 03, 2011
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