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After all..there is sunshine..

The weekend began poorly. Friday was a complete mess.. But it passed.. And I somehow survived.. As I will in future.. :) anyways..
Saturday was a day of surprises.. Went kite flying which is always great fun. K even managed to (whats the word in english??) "kaato" a kite..  :) And I well I somehow stirred up a giant bee hive.. really good fun..
and we found out a great place that serves authentic (as far as we could tell) Chettinad cuisine.. real nice..

Sunday.. as i always try to make it.. was a day of self indulging.. which for me is cleaning and cooking. i find both these activities amazingly cathartic. K obviously cant understand the latter, but quite enjoys the outcome of former.. At least he claims he does.. which pretty much works for me :P

Spent the evening walking around in a park, clicking pictures and spotting birds. and trying to listen to them.. amazing..

And.. our training is going well.. I am not as disciplined as K yet.. But I will catch up.. :) only weeks left..

This post is more like a diary entry.. then maybe it is..

The last one..

And so I saw the movie.. After waiting patiently for about an year,when finally I was about to get my wish, I almost wished I didnt. Because watching the last installment marked the end of an era. I wished I could delay this as long as possible. Somehow it would mean I could have something to look forward to. Anyways, I watched the movie. And instantly thanked God for doing so. Because the movie is just like the other ones. It kind of dabbles through the entire book. Browses through the important portions and barely touches some vital ones. An out and out irritating entity for those who are truly in love with the magical world. But i daresay it would be a treat for the shallow fanatics who think one can read all the books in a month's time and know everything. Ha.

To even be able to get a glimpse of what it is really is like, one has to grow with the books. I remember the sweet sour experience of waiting for the next book. The joy of reading it and then the realizations one had through the numerous re-readings. Thank you J.K. Rowling, for giving us a magical childhood. Thank you.

There are so many things going wrong all around us. All one can hope for is the opportunity to lead a normal life and a possibility for this to come true.

On the contrary, I find the flicker of hope that i had, diminishing day by day. I see people getting so short sighted, they fail to see their purpose in life. I have seldom been so frustrated and angry. And I am scared of this growing bitterness.

I just want some land, sky and trees. And that people understand and appreciate the beauty around them. And learn the importance of hard work, moderation in consumption, sharing and deriving joy out of it. Please.

This is not the world God wants us to live in. I am sure.

Early Morning Jam Sessions

Not the fun ones.. I am talking about the traffic kind.. Remarkably boring and instantly irritating..

Anyways, nothing that a good mug of coffee cant cure.. :)

I am experimenting a lot with food these days. While cooking, I constantly plan to click a photo of the finished product. However, when one is as impatient as I am, even the well thought of plans end up having minimal credibility. So, I can only name the ones that ended up well.. Kung Pao Chicken (pat on the back.. yes), fish with mustard based curry, fish with tomato based curry ( a boon for weight watchers.. this one..), pasta farfalle with red sauce (slightly Indianised by using more chilly and herbs) and... ok thats it.

Tubby

I have never been into those virtual reality simulation games. Never understood how people could get so serious about things that were ..nothing actually.

Until I got tubby.

Tubby is my new hamster. I get to see him about 10 times a day. I can give him food and watch him eat it, which is an incredibly amusing experience. Now, tubby is extraordinary. He spends his time running on his little wheel, watching the surroundings and well.. wiping his face. He wipes his face a lot. I dont know why. And he is also just a piece of code.

I like tubby.

Not everybody who understands and appreciates art can be an artist.

Which is why my blog posts suck.

My love of libraries

There is something in a library that i simply cant resist.

I find it so peaceful to be in midst of columns of books. The smell of old yellowing paper. The shine of new ones and the sharp rustling sound they make.

I even have favorites. Like the IRS one I used to frequent as a kid. And some I hate - like the one at my alma mater - MNIT. That one was designed to discourage readers and reading alike. So boxy.

In contrast, the one at MDI was great. Equipped with wonderful books and more importantly inviting spaces, it was a boon. That was love at first sight. Truly.

However, I feel the most nostalgic about the "book clubs" we used to form during the summer vacations. The neighborhood kids used to pitch in their precious comic books together. Its amazing to think that as 10 year olds we knew the importance of sharing. A skill that most grown ups lack.

Of all the motivation crap that i have heard, the most effective (and quick) thing to do is to clean your office desk.

works like a charm every time :)

Matters of consequence (during the past month)

- tried my hand at the potter's wheel and discovered confirmed my belief that I am a natural at it. :)

- tried the peking duck and jellyfish. Separately. In that order. One of my most memorable food experiences ever. The peking duck had the most unique texture ever (what do u call something thats sbdfkbskdghksdg) and the jelly fish, well lets just say it took a swim in vinegar.

These days I am all for being a good girl :)

I wake up early (7:30ish..)

Have tea in the morning

and thats pretty much it..

(yeah.. new blog posts are not on my good girl list)

I havnt had a drop of coffee since the last 7 days.

Which proves that I am not addicted.

Another one

Made this one from scratch a few weeks ago

its my coffee carrier

:)

StuMis

All my life, (well till today) I have been believing that the word "HOBO" stood for "HOmeless BOhemian" and "SOHO" for "Sophisticated HObo".

I really really dont know why.

O_o

:)

just watched the full version of "Baje Sargam".

the tabla, flute, sitar.. aah

speechless

friday rants

The other day, I was going through some old college assignments of mine.

One of them was a paper on the topic " what profession would I want to have, if not this".

And I had written that I could have been a nursery school teacher or an "Art director".

Thats total crap. What exactly is an "art director" by the way.

Now, that I have grown up (!) I know what I would have aced at. And loved.

I could have been a carpenter.

I know I can make lovely furniture. Yeah. Definitely a carpenter.

I would make pretty little pieces. And I would get to work with wood. And power tools. I love power tools. In fact I love going to the hardware store almost as much I love a good restaurant.

So, I would make good pieces and be happy. As far as making money is concerned, I would occasionally make stupid fancy stuff and put exorbitant price tags on them. And stupid rich people will pay for them because they will be beautiful but uncomfortable pieces of furniture.

And I will put colors in all my furniture. And all first time buyers will get a free trampoline.

This should be good enough for today.

Dreamt of walking in a stream

it was wavy

and very high

the water felt smooth

Rare: A dress you see in a window and instantly love it

Rarer: The dress actually fits you

Still rarer: The price fits your pocket

Rarest: Good parking space

I think you got my point.

what?

disorientation ? define does how one

if its specially due loaded work with extremely being to

now me is that

scary real

ouch