Like a sour lemon ><

For India

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

-
Rabindranath Tagore

People function better when appreciated.

Everybody should dance!

I'm happy but my head hurts like anything.


Category: The after effects of good news

Wondering how someone can be so detached is like looking in the mirror.


Category: Welcome home Spock

Visas

I'm filling up the visa form. Slowly. In stages. I'm 3/4 done. It's taken me two attempts. The same as it did to get my first passport.

For someone who loves traveling, I absolutely hate the process.


Category: Why can't we just get on a boat and go?