It's almost here! Today was the eleventh, and all the action begins on the twenty first... though people will have started congregating here by the end of this week! And suddenly, all that cool assurance with which I was telling mom to relax is beginning to evaporate. Probably because the list of things-still-to-be-done seems much longer and more unachievable everyday. Also because some of those things I simply Do Not want to do! Such as shift out of My Room!! And more importantly, My Cupboard!!! Some day, I'm going to have a cottage where I will have a huge room which will be my library. I'm sure I will employ all the archiving skills I will be picking up in the next few months then, and I will probably become like those horrible library people who don't want people to get their grubby hands on their precious books! And I will have a wonderful warm dark wood desk and a super-comfy chair where I will write various things, and there will be a hidden drawer of course, where I will hide those strange thoughts I sometimes scribble down. And I should have an apple dispenser at hand. And one whole wall should have huge windows facing a garden, to let in sunlight, and in the garden should be at least one large, huggable, shady tree for me to read a book under, when I fancy doing so. And the kitchen should be sunny as well, with a worktable in the centre, and That kind of flooring, and a nice big oven and ok, a microwave as well ;) And the garden I will mess around in, and learn about gardening on my own. And I will have a room with a loom in it, to weave when I need to, and a room for my photographic needs, and a Huge bathroom, just like I know how, and the dressing room, which will just be a slight step down in my room, will have a beautiful wardrobe, and that lovely wooden chest for me to keep stuff in. And there will be a couple of bookshelves in my room too, of course, for when I get spooked and don't want to go to the reading room! And then there will be the pooja room, where I will also meditate and have my healing paraphernalia. I am not precisely sure if I want to have all this on two floors or whether a sprawling ground floor house would be better.. But I do want a sloping roof.. so maybe my room can be upstairs!
Oh my, how I have digressed! But it has made me feel so much better.. I might even get through the next few weeks with my temper intact!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Several Things
At the moment, I'm a bit miffed. But that is, I feel, a very small dip in the regular series of ups and downs that make my life interesting. As indicated in the title of this post, I intend to write here about Several Things.
The Post Office Experiences:
Lately, we've woken up to the fact that the bro's wedding is less than a month away, and that we really ought to send out some invitations soon. Once this idea dawned, we moved fast - very fast - at the speed of speed-post, infact!
As I still haunt the wilderness of JNU pretty regularly, and since that happens to be a wilderness which had long ago swallowed a postoffice and stored it somewhere in the underbrush, I was appointed as the official Post Office liaison person. In other words, I was sent almost every day to post a few cards.
The first day there was a sense of reserve on both sides. You don't want to laugh at something only to find out that it was you who was the joke, afterall! At the end of getting four cards speed-posted, however, I sensed that I was being looked upon with benevolent avuncular eyes.
This impression was strengthened over the next few visits, which were increasingly resembling rollicking sessions of almost backslapping pally-ness. The uncles at the PO would very sweetly ask after my health, how work was progressing, and whether or not the cards posted already had reached. This, when I had expected boredom, curtness, if not irritation from them!
What struck me most, however, was the unruffled acceptance of technology that they had managed in, I think, three months time. Everytime the Printer would give him any trouble, Speed-Post-Uncle would coolly switch off the computer's main power switch and restart it. If anyone tried to suggest an easier alternative, he would simply state the obvious... He'd managed fine this way for the last three months, he was sure he'd manage now...
About someone:
As stated right at the beginning, I have ups and downs. Everyone does, that I know of. But lately I've noticed that certain people make me feel very sad everytime we meet. This doesn't have anything to do with anything, except that I had thought that phase was over. But no, it isn't... it just makes me want to sit and be sombre. And it really is ridiculous when I look at the big picture or the whatever it is!
About Someone Else:
On the other hand, there is another person who is making me very happy on an almost regular basis! Which is not to say I don't get upset with this person - of course I do! This is me, after all.. but let's just say the lows are fewer than the highs. And the highs are pretty high, in case you were wondering. Yesterday, for instance, I was so happy that even random people(including the snooty looking sort) couldn't resist the sparkle in my eye and my smile(bordering on a grin) and the funny part of course was when they'd suddenly look guilty as though they'd broken some personal code of not smiling at happy strangers! For the record, while I am not as high today as I was yesterday, I'm still pretty content.
About A Coincidence:
This one is nice, though slightly freaky if you think about it. As has been pretty well recorded in the course of this post, I've been happy, and nice things are happening which make the not so nice things seem completely manageable. Interestingly, in another city, similar nice things are happening to a friend, and it's freaky if you look at the timing... Everything is happening almost at the same pace!! And it's not the first time this is happening with us!!
About A Complete Stranger:
It may have been because the happiness was spilling out of me in semi-tidal-waves or something, but I was accosted and invited home by a complete stranger, who started out by looking a little worried, and ended up with quite a smile. As I was walking peacefully along the road, wondering where to get an auto from, a slightly-over-middle-age lady tugged at my bag and informed me that she'd seen me somewhere. So we stood there at the side of a busy road; she listing out the places she thought she'd seen me, how she thought I looked like her daughter's friend, how many children she had, how close their school was to her house, etc, etc, while I smiled on, and patiently explained that it was probably a mistaken resemblance thing. Then she grabbed my hand and walked on, telling me about how her knees hurt, and inviting me again to come home and sit a while with her. For a bit I was nonplussed, then I explained that I had to go places, so she saw me to an auto and went her way, looking pretty happy, and leaving me a bit bewildered.
The Post Office Experiences:
Lately, we've woken up to the fact that the bro's wedding is less than a month away, and that we really ought to send out some invitations soon. Once this idea dawned, we moved fast - very fast - at the speed of speed-post, infact!
As I still haunt the wilderness of JNU pretty regularly, and since that happens to be a wilderness which had long ago swallowed a postoffice and stored it somewhere in the underbrush, I was appointed as the official Post Office liaison person. In other words, I was sent almost every day to post a few cards.
The first day there was a sense of reserve on both sides. You don't want to laugh at something only to find out that it was you who was the joke, afterall! At the end of getting four cards speed-posted, however, I sensed that I was being looked upon with benevolent avuncular eyes.
This impression was strengthened over the next few visits, which were increasingly resembling rollicking sessions of almost backslapping pally-ness. The uncles at the PO would very sweetly ask after my health, how work was progressing, and whether or not the cards posted already had reached. This, when I had expected boredom, curtness, if not irritation from them!
What struck me most, however, was the unruffled acceptance of technology that they had managed in, I think, three months time. Everytime the Printer would give him any trouble, Speed-Post-Uncle would coolly switch off the computer's main power switch and restart it. If anyone tried to suggest an easier alternative, he would simply state the obvious... He'd managed fine this way for the last three months, he was sure he'd manage now...
About someone:
As stated right at the beginning, I have ups and downs. Everyone does, that I know of. But lately I've noticed that certain people make me feel very sad everytime we meet. This doesn't have anything to do with anything, except that I had thought that phase was over. But no, it isn't... it just makes me want to sit and be sombre. And it really is ridiculous when I look at the big picture or the whatever it is!
About Someone Else:
On the other hand, there is another person who is making me very happy on an almost regular basis! Which is not to say I don't get upset with this person - of course I do! This is me, after all.. but let's just say the lows are fewer than the highs. And the highs are pretty high, in case you were wondering. Yesterday, for instance, I was so happy that even random people(including the snooty looking sort) couldn't resist the sparkle in my eye and my smile(bordering on a grin) and the funny part of course was when they'd suddenly look guilty as though they'd broken some personal code of not smiling at happy strangers! For the record, while I am not as high today as I was yesterday, I'm still pretty content.
About A Coincidence:
This one is nice, though slightly freaky if you think about it. As has been pretty well recorded in the course of this post, I've been happy, and nice things are happening which make the not so nice things seem completely manageable. Interestingly, in another city, similar nice things are happening to a friend, and it's freaky if you look at the timing... Everything is happening almost at the same pace!! And it's not the first time this is happening with us!!
About A Complete Stranger:
It may have been because the happiness was spilling out of me in semi-tidal-waves or something, but I was accosted and invited home by a complete stranger, who started out by looking a little worried, and ended up with quite a smile. As I was walking peacefully along the road, wondering where to get an auto from, a slightly-over-middle-age lady tugged at my bag and informed me that she'd seen me somewhere. So we stood there at the side of a busy road; she listing out the places she thought she'd seen me, how she thought I looked like her daughter's friend, how many children she had, how close their school was to her house, etc, etc, while I smiled on, and patiently explained that it was probably a mistaken resemblance thing. Then she grabbed my hand and walked on, telling me about how her knees hurt, and inviting me again to come home and sit a while with her. For a bit I was nonplussed, then I explained that I had to go places, so she saw me to an auto and went her way, looking pretty happy, and leaving me a bit bewildered.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Random but Highly Informative!!
We record here a conversation between friends.. to protect identities is of course our policy!!
A: Actually what I want is to be thoroughly soppy and vent like those females I despise
but heck, I despise them.... so how can i possibly bring myself to do all that
B: Do it
A: Its disgusting I tell you!
B: Who cares?
c'mon vent... let it go
A: :)
oh well
ok I'll type it out and you are under no obligation to read any of it
B: ooh lurrrrrveee
A: ok
B: i'll read it all
A: lol
whats the ooh lurvveeeee?
:P
B: generally
A: hehehe
ok
so basically I'm feeling bored
B: tell na
A: I've been a little bored for a few days now...
basically,I think because XYZ hasn't been around much
and
as it is, I'd more or less concluded that most of it is in my head
cause I think he just likes me like he likes millions of other ppl
ok, maybe just scores...
B: what rubbeeesh!!!!!!
A: nono, first I get to say all the rubbish
then you say 'what rubbish'
B: ok.... go on
A: haan
so...
yeah, and then I was being bored
and i thought...
hmmmmmm
here am I, thinking of him
I bet he, being a boy, doesnt even think of me
even if he does like me...a little bit
which is a lowering thought!!
And then I think... who cares?!?!?
And then I think why am I taking this so seriously
Why do I have to be so sure I like him anyway???
I think that itself is suspect!!
and then...
Yeah, basically that... and then I can never figure out if he's being serious or not
And I suppose the thing that is most unsatisfactory is that I dont really know where I stand with him, though i'm pretty fond of him myself
And I hate making a fool of myself
So I dont want to be fond of him either
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok thats about it
B: ok
A: that gives us a distinct feeling of ennui
:(
B: hehe
now listen, you fool
A: ok
B: first
liking someone isn't a strategic policy decision
So, regardless of whether you wanna like him or not, you have to accept that you like him
capisce?
A: ok
B: ok
A: now wait while I internalise this
B: :)
A: ah ok....
i dig that
B: ok
now, being in long distance 'like' is even trickier than usual, but that way, the chances of it going away more rapidly if it doesn't work out are much better
because things and places around you won't remind you of him
A: achha
ok
B: third
A: you may have a point there
B: he is probably as defensive about all this as you are, coz just as being vague is good sense for you, it's good sense for him as well
A: oh ok
B: because he is also dealing with a girl who may like him, or may not, and is not too forthcoming about how she feels
A: hmmm
B: so him being defensive is fair enough
ok?
A: I think I make it pretttty obvious
B: ah but in his head, so does he
A: noooooooo
hellloooo
B: what?
A: Everyone knows abt me and the way I'm being!
B: Everyone is not the crucial factor here
Does he know is the question!!
And so on and so forth... a very instructive dialogue, I think!
A: Actually what I want is to be thoroughly soppy and vent like those females I despise
but heck, I despise them.... so how can i possibly bring myself to do all that
B: Do it
A: Its disgusting I tell you!
B: Who cares?
c'mon vent... let it go
A: :)
oh well
ok I'll type it out and you are under no obligation to read any of it
B: ooh lurrrrrveee
A: ok
B: i'll read it all
A: lol
whats the ooh lurvveeeee?
:P
B: generally
A: hehehe
ok
so basically I'm feeling bored
B: tell na
A: I've been a little bored for a few days now...
basically,I think because XYZ hasn't been around much
and
as it is, I'd more or less concluded that most of it is in my head
cause I think he just likes me like he likes millions of other ppl
ok, maybe just scores...
B: what rubbeeesh!!!!!!
A: nono, first I get to say all the rubbish
then you say 'what rubbish'
B: ok.... go on
A: haan
so...
yeah, and then I was being bored
and i thought...
hmmmmmm
here am I, thinking of him
I bet he, being a boy, doesnt even think of me
even if he does like me...a little bit
which is a lowering thought!!
And then I think... who cares?!?!?
And then I think why am I taking this so seriously
Why do I have to be so sure I like him anyway???
I think that itself is suspect!!
and then...
Yeah, basically that... and then I can never figure out if he's being serious or not
And I suppose the thing that is most unsatisfactory is that I dont really know where I stand with him, though i'm pretty fond of him myself
And I hate making a fool of myself
So I dont want to be fond of him either
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok thats about it
B: ok
A: that gives us a distinct feeling of ennui
:(
B: hehe
now listen, you fool
A: ok
B: first
liking someone isn't a strategic policy decision
So, regardless of whether you wanna like him or not, you have to accept that you like him
capisce?
A: ok
B: ok
A: now wait while I internalise this
B: :)
A: ah ok....
i dig that
B: ok
now, being in long distance 'like' is even trickier than usual, but that way, the chances of it going away more rapidly if it doesn't work out are much better
because things and places around you won't remind you of him
A: achha
ok
B: third
A: you may have a point there
B: he is probably as defensive about all this as you are, coz just as being vague is good sense for you, it's good sense for him as well
A: oh ok
B: because he is also dealing with a girl who may like him, or may not, and is not too forthcoming about how she feels
A: hmmm
B: so him being defensive is fair enough
ok?
A: I think I make it pretttty obvious
B: ah but in his head, so does he
A: noooooooo
hellloooo
B: what?
A: Everyone knows abt me and the way I'm being!
B: Everyone is not the crucial factor here
Does he know is the question!!
And so on and so forth... a very instructive dialogue, I think!
Urghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
I'd describe myself as a Morning Person. I'm happy in the morning. I get over incidentals such as insufficient-sleep-once-in-a-while pretty easily when I see a happy sunrise. The only time of the day when I like going for a walk happens to be somewhere around Four thirty a.m. There is little that seems impossible in the freshness of a morning. Besides, the morning sunlight looks really pretty when it streams into my room, so there is always that to look forward to.
So why am I sitting here at Four a.m.(by any of my normal standards, the ideal time to be up) feeling distinctly displeased with the way things are? Ah, there are a few (maybe three) plausible reasons, but if you suggested them to me, I'd pooh-pooh your deductions. Thing is, while those may or may not add to my present discomfort, they pale into nothingness when we bring the real trouble to the fore.
Mosquitoes.
Horrible bloodsuckers.
How in the world did they get into my room?????????????
How many precautions does one girl need to take to be safe from them?????????????
How many do I need to kill with my bare hands before the rest of them take the hint and stay away?
Why do they have to choose to try and sting me on my face all the time????
Why don't they get misled by Sakura chan's real cuteness?? Why must they attack mine??
I think those will do for now. And you know, when you have other things on your mind, the kind that you want to sleep over, and wake up to find them solved for you.. well, it can't happen if you can't sleep!! And I'd left music on last night, but couldn't hear it cause the buzzing bloodsuckers were playing their feasting music so loud. Gaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!
So why am I sitting here at Four a.m.(by any of my normal standards, the ideal time to be up) feeling distinctly displeased with the way things are? Ah, there are a few (maybe three) plausible reasons, but if you suggested them to me, I'd pooh-pooh your deductions. Thing is, while those may or may not add to my present discomfort, they pale into nothingness when we bring the real trouble to the fore.
Mosquitoes.
Horrible bloodsuckers.
How in the world did they get into my room?????????????
How many precautions does one girl need to take to be safe from them?????????????
How many do I need to kill with my bare hands before the rest of them take the hint and stay away?
Why do they have to choose to try and sting me on my face all the time????
Why don't they get misled by Sakura chan's real cuteness?? Why must they attack mine??
I think those will do for now. And you know, when you have other things on your mind, the kind that you want to sleep over, and wake up to find them solved for you.. well, it can't happen if you can't sleep!! And I'd left music on last night, but couldn't hear it cause the buzzing bloodsuckers were playing their feasting music so loud. Gaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
In Black and White
I thought I'd see what I could do with a little b/w... Always did think it was all romantic.. I suppose I'll manage to get the romance across someday; till then, here are the results of a small experiment.
Donut! Chocolate Donut!!!
Wondering Why? Or just watching the day pass by? 
Yeah, we all know where this was taken.. but I always did like the way the chairs have this cutout effect..
And That's All, Folks!! Till I find my muse and negotiate for a nice write up..
Donut! Chocolate Donut!!!
Wondering Why? Or just watching the day pass by?
Yeah, we all know where this was taken.. but I always did like the way the chairs have this cutout effect..And That's All, Folks!! Till I find my muse and negotiate for a nice write up..
Saturday, October 20, 2007
The Colours of the Day
Today, I made Palak ka Raita. For those not in the know, I have been pretty fond of this dish since those days long back when I was recuperating from a near-fatal attack of Malaria. Lately of course people around me have been hearing me going on about another 'dish' but ahem...
And mix the stuff...
Till it looks something like this, and tastes all nice and yummy!!!
And while I may remain undecided about Dish 'b' mentioned above, Dish 'a' always gets my vote for easy, yummy and healthy food of the day!!!!!!!
So anyhow, here it is, with a wodnerfully helpful 'How To'!!
After you wash the spinach leaves, dump 'em in a pan and let the stuff stew in its own juices. Then, shred the remains and place them in a decorative bowl, like so...
Then, beat some curd, and add it to the spinach, like so...
No, my fingers were not really dipped in the curd.. I reserve that kind of behaviour for cake batter. Now, put in a little salt and red chilly powder..
And mix the stuff...
Till it looks something like this, and tastes all nice and yummy!!!And while I may remain undecided about Dish 'b' mentioned above, Dish 'a' always gets my vote for easy, yummy and healthy food of the day!!!!!!!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Deflated
That's what happens when you forget you were floating on top of a bubble. You end up inside a balloon, or who knows, maybe you bloat into one, and then the next thing you know is this huge POP sound that gives you a headache, and deflation. That means an extended downswing, till you hit the ground. Yeah, that's about it.
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