Granted!

Hmm, This one is thanks to ET.

He says, if someone takes you for granted more than once, its your mistake.

I agree . Completely.

But, do we not always make excuses for people?

But I agree , loyalty does not equate to tolerating disrespect... :)

And on a happier note, I had been to a baby shower of a dear dear friend. It was a traditional Kannadiga celebration where my friend's head was buried under a lot of flowers and she was dressed in a beautiful green sari... But she looked radiant and .. err.. very pregnant.

The food was awesome - typical South Indian fare with lots and believe me when I say - Lots , of sweets. Its supposed to be a prestige issue , more the number of sweets you serve, more talked about the function is going to be. Well, there is a dakshina too at the end of the feast ..

While leaving, I happened to mention it to my friend's husband that she looked beautiful and he says - ' Of course, she is my gorgeous sweetheart'...

Awww!!!!!

P.S : Thats a pic of an Onam feast ... Couldnt find any pic of a Kannadiga feast :-)) . Would take some next time!

This child dreads fire!

Still struggling.

I am worried. Really really worried. I haven't been so worried for someone else in a while. The story sessions as mentioned in my previous post continues and she seems to have made up her mind. There is nothing more I can do .

I can only sit back and watch the drama unfold. This reminds me of a Diwali a long long time ago.

There was this big group of kids in the society who used to light firecrackers together. And well, all of us used to get a kick out of lighting it in our hands and throwing it away seconds before the explosion. The kid in the group would ape the 'elders' and well she was flirting with danger. Her father was watching the game and he did come down to chat with his princess - nicely and politely, not the 'do it again and all your crackers get thrown out of the window'. But well as expected, the kid continued the game till she burnt her fingers . And daddy was there to hug her and surprisingly, to encourage her to light up a few more crackers, from a distance of a few feet though!

And btw my friend was part of the group. I hope she remembers this one and no, I am not going to play the Agony aunt this time.

Time I got another title!

Judge me not

Hm... I consider myself to be very open minded. It takes a lot to shock me. For me , what people do is not really my business. Live and let live and thank god I live in a free country ( or so the constitution says).

But the last few days , I have been struggling. This has to do with the fact that the characters involved are close and old friends. Not really the 'others' category. So while my friend pushes the boundaries of morality and common sense and at the same time pushes me into a very uncomfortable position by regaling her tales and perhaps seeking understanding or wanting me to wave the green flag vigorously, I struggle to keep my lips zipped.

It is not my business I tell myself, the right hand patting my heart saying 'All izz well'. I struggle.May be I should tell her what I really think or I should just avoid the talk all together or I can think of pink umbrellas and flying pigs whenever the topic raises its foul head.

Now that is a plan ..

Ugh!

Rush

I am still in in the 3rd phase mode and I am still seeing things in slow motion. The title , well, is a case of 'JLT '.

But, I did have an adrenaline rush last week. You know the kind that you get when you get your first cycle, or your first watch or hmm... I think you get the drift. And the reason this time was travel. Whatever the reason for the travel, I feel the rush every time I have to hop to a new place. the thought of seeing new roads, new faces, new buildings, change in weather , the whole package.

And it need not be a vacation, just the usual trips back home holds the same magic too. I guess anything would do as long as the vehicle's posterior is facing Bangalore!

And this time it was to the financial capital of India. Loved the wave of heat that struck my face the moment I got out of the airport , the antique piece of black and yellow metal, (in case you have not figured it out the mumbai ka patented cabs ), the roads so full of energy at any time of the day or night for that matter ( have taken walks on the roads there both at midnight and at 6 in the morning!), the mumbaiya slang, the food( I have already talked about Kulfi, the sabudana vada, the chats, ) , the shopping ( hill road, linking road are the only places I have been to , but liked what I have seen so fat , and 'like' is a mild mild term) and then the drive to Pune... the ghats the new highway.. sigh! Didnt get time to see more . Like I said . Loved what I saw.

Next is Chennai I guess .. Esp, since I have heard of a new restaurant where food would be free for ever for me!

Nite

Slow

The day was slow. And no you would not hear me whining about it. I watched the day go by. In slow motion though . Unlike those songs where the protagonist is standing still where as the world around him whirls past him a 100 miles per hour..One of those days where the mind was not circling around people, work, money, tax, the boss, friends , - just pleasantly empty. Its almost like I am seeing it all for the first time. There is no anxiety though, curiosity perhaps. Wonder if this is what a baby feels - while sitting on a mat on the floor, watching the others walking around with a purpose, or without ?

Its not intentional. I am going through a '3rd person' phase. I am not really involved with anything that seems to be happening around me, just an outsider taking notes.

Weird... hmm

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An empty title , staring at the blank notepad hoping for words to magically appear , waiting for my mind to translate some of the restless background chatter into something I can write about...Something different , something ordinary, something happy, something nice .. Hmm.. something like a Kulfi!

Kulfi is one of my inanimate 'Ranchos' - the happy thought trigger. A fairly new one at that . The cold sweet that refuses to melt fast enough for me to gobble it up fast. ?(and addictive as Farmville)...

Another one would be a library, one where the computers are away from sight. Just books and comfie coaches inviting people to lounge on them for hours together, piles of books . Not a very crowded one . Wooden floors with sunlight pouring through the huge windows - warm and cozy. Oh its not a figment of my imagination . I have known a library like that . Perfect, isn't it?

Hmm.. Not bad . Looks like happy thoughts are flowing again but sigh, time to hit the sack, there is a bus to catch at an ungodly hour!

Nite.