Hoping your friend stays awake an extra hour (beyond her scheduled dozeoff time) so that you can chime away….just awake for that extra hour before your flight takes off.
It is indeed such a strange feeling….
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
1832 : A tale of sour grapes for the soul
I have been munching ginormous amounts of sourdough bread, with homemade mustard oil mango pickle, and if it is delightfully nourishing….I don’t know what else is.
If you ripped my brains right now, inside you would see a 2 year old toddler giggling, unable to mutter a single word, because he is so busy munching and gurgling.
Life is all about stealing these idyll joys from the real world 
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
1831 : Strike a pose…vogue vogue….!!
How much of modern life is about posturing and how much of it is the real you. Don’t answer, just introspect….your answers could either bother you, or make you feel as clean as water.
Grease versus water…..I want water to win!!
1830 : The chism and chasm….
Really feels like a stranger, but I am back.
2012 so far, has been a year of great learnings, wasting relationships, fledging new friendships, brewing discontent, discovering art, uncovering life, new spaces, old faces, the sightings of high, moonlighting with the low….
Do I wish this time to end? Do I ever wish to go back to statis?
Yes, in some weak moments I do. But when sense returns, I have another shot of Malibu and scream, “Inch by Inch, we are going to play…..One inch at a time…..from the inches lying all around us…..because in any fight, the guy who lives is the guy who is willing to die…..”
Quite seriously, bravado and filmigiri apart 
, the controversies of today always seem so plebian when reflected upon, from tomorrow.
Am loving it….thanks McDee and Al Pacino
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