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Classic hai na!!

I was feeling unsettled today, so I wasn't up to posting anything deep/ meaningful/ marginally longer. The next post will, I suspect, be the tag about GHM(you'll know what that is when it's up... or when you check out Sangee's blog, whichever is sooner).

However, I've been thinking of how sad it is that I don't let myself post some rather amusing pictures that I've taken over the last year. Every time I go to Bombay, I keep going back there and taking another few. There happens to be this amazing lingerie shop.. 'Glorious'...

Ignore the fact that the shop is nothing fancier than a stall in a tiny by-lane; they actually manage to provide a trial room/stall/box. And more importantly, they have the most horrifyingly fascinating displays. Or maybe they just have a special 'something' that makes them catch my eye, ignoring the scores of other (possibly) equally hideous displays slugging it out for my horrified (but undivided) attention. I have still not been able to forget the black-leather-glove-and-string concoction.. I almost regret not having photographed that!! But there are so many more, each worse than the last... even the wire-and-feather... or the glitzy electric blue thing... The most striking thing of course, is that since they continue to display this kind of stunning 'creation', it probably means that someone actually buys some of this stuff... I wouldn't have believed it possible.. I always thought it was humanly impossible to even try to don one of those things(specially the ones with all the string and ribbon... you'd get entangled faster than you'd know, and then what would happen to all those plans, eh?) but apparently one of my resourceful friends overheard a conversation between shady-man and his girlfriend (we presume) where he actually asked her to find out how much one of those would cost!!!! Erm...

Three Empty Cups

Three empty cups
Disposable
But tastefully arranged
To artistically evoke some deeper truth
That may exist only within them
What could it be
But that they were and are
Empty
And hence entirely
Disposable

:)

Morning!

The sun smiles benignly outside my window, while a gentle breeze plays with the curtains. Sakura-chan seems to be in a good humour, and a substantial part of yesterdays loot lies untouched on the table. Besides, I rediscovered last night how nightshirts become me, and realized as I had never done, how comforting it can be to have some one sleep by your side!

Diary

07/03/08: I am feeling unsettled this morning. This is a strange way for me to feel right now, because my room is looking beautiful, the little plant on the desk is flourishing, and even the toys in the room look pleased with themselves.

08/03/08: (morning) I am feeling mildly irritated, which may have something to do with people.

(afternoon) I feel sick!!!!!!!

(evening) After basking in the warmth of mommy, I feel much restored, though still rather under the weather.

(later evening) On our way to mom's colleague's daughter's sangeet (the highlight of which was to be an item number by some of the teachers of the junior school; the rumors of daring clothes added some interest as well.. mom would only darkly hint at 'backless and topless' tailoring) the cab stalls on a lonely, deserted stretch of road. No streetlights. Five minutes later, we are on our way again, the driver having done some fiddling with wires.

(ten minutes later) Cab stalls once again, this time on a well lit, rather busy stretch of road. To be more precise, the driver brings it to a smooth halt at the side of the road and proceeds to tinker under the hood. He says "In-Jun sarak gaya hai ji'. We are twiddling our thumbs for over half an hour. Mom gets fed up and we tell the guy to drive us home pronto.

So much for car not working properly... we experience a smooth drive back home, which takes us about fifteen minutes.

(a couple of hours later) After dinner, in the process of doing something slightly silly which left me a little sadder and a little wiser, I filled another page of the sketchbook with a lot of crayon. I am now tired, so I will sleep over it, and assimilate the wisdom which I've been trying to understand in various forms the last few days.