Cheeky conclusions

I attended not one, but two parties consecutively, today. No big deal. I had a wonderful time, really. Big deal. I needed this badly and the timing was so right....I really let my hair down and had some good fun.

The first one was a gathering of my husbands college friends. To start with, it was held at a restaurant with a lovely ambience, complete with a swimming pool, and open spaces all around. Then it started to pour, and pour it did alright! There was lightening and thunder too:). My kind of weather. It was so wonderful. Then there's this guy(hubbys classmate), whom I always found very funny(not in a good way) and idiotic. To my greatest surprise, of all the people present there today, I completely hit it off with him(judgemental that I am, I hardly give anybody a chance, I say this because I never really talked to him at length before today). Eventually I came to understand that he is basically a really nice guy, intelligent and extremely witty at that. We had such a great conversation, which mostly comprised of me pulling his leg though. But he took it so well(our conversation also included war at afghanistan, opium, origin of snuff:), Goa in monsoon, Sobha De, migratory birds, movie piracy, montessori and other school of thoughts, swear/curse words and annotation...etc etc). At some point we also realized that both of us just finished reading the same book and have started on the same new one! Uncanny. I already liked his wife from earlier meetings, she is very simple and sweet and can laugh like a child(I firmly believe since forever, that whoever can laugh heartily turns out to be devoid of guile). All of us had actually gone out of town together on new years. I still didn't quite like him then:). But this time before we left, we made a pact, we should meet up soon, get drunk and have a conversation(it's because, without a drop of alcohol in our bellies we had such a great repartee, a few glasses down and we will absolutely rock it). I am still quite pleasantly surprised, I never thought I'd actually like him, ever! Conclusion:-pursue this friendship, would probably invite them for dinner sometime soon. I need new people in my life. It is so rare that I like a couple, both of them at the same time that is. Also, get over animals,( slightly), people are not bad.

The second gathering was an all ladies one. I just knew only(still do) five people out of twenty. It was fun though. There were games where you needed to apply your brains, not the usual mindless ones. I excelled, and won prizes. Not bad, I am impressed with myself. Conclusion:-I still think men are much more fun, and less uptight than women. A conversation with a woman is usually very limiting in nature. (And I am better than most!).

Photo positive

We had gone for a vacation sometime back. I love photography. I am not really good at it, but it gives me creative pleasure. It's the next best thing I can indulge in after painting...which has become a luxury these days , my baby literally takes up every waking minute of my existence(which is good most of the times, but I do lose it on some occasions....I NEED to be alone atleast for a few hours everyday, deny me that, and I am the grumpiest homo sapien alive). Anyways, this time on vacation I was very distracted, I did take snaps, but hardly concentrated owing to my present state of mind. Once back, when I went through them I found them to be ok and just uploaded them to my respective album without much ado. I didn't actually take a good look at them until this morning....and I discovered a glint of genius(in the making):). The following are my favourites, they look good. Should I seriously consider photography classes.....yeah maybe 2009.....I need to rest my restless soul this year....I'll start afresh January 2009. Yes.

This idea of calmness....a good pretense(top).

You can actually make out the arc at the horizon here(top).

The boat reckons the unexplored(top).

Postcard perfect(top).

I love the haphazard occurance of the pillars here(top).

The colours look amazing in this one(top).

Psychedelia.

I absolutely love the last two and the first one. I am good or what! I wish I had a better camera.

Oh dear friend of mine, come hither

I called up an old friend today, on impulse. I must admit I am going through a difficult phase emotionally(or is it just pre-menopausal symptoms...really? this early? that makes me an old hag then....can't be, nope). I desperately needed, still need, to talk to somebody, who will just listen, understand and not judge. Alas. She is far away. I have never begged anybody this desperately to come and visit me, I even begged her husband:). She used to understand me so well once, I am sure she will understand me now....but we need to meet for that. Alas again. It's not going to happen soon. I called her up on impulse, and while talking I realized just how much I miss her:(.

She said something, she misses me too, a lot. She nags her husband about this and he tells her that she has so many friends in her city, and she needs the only one who is so far away.....that's not fair:). Vice versa.

If there's one thing that I have learnt coming this far.......Life is very complex. Very.

When Your Mind's Made Up - Lyrics, from the movie 'Once'

When Your Mind's Made Up, Lyrics by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova


So, if you want something
And you call, call
Then I'll come running
To fight, and I'll be at your door
When there's something worth running for
When your mind's made up
When your mind's made up
There's no point trying to change it
When your mind's made up
When your mind's made up
There's no point trying to stop it
You see, you're just like everyone
When the shit falls all you want to do is run, away
And hide all by yourself
When you're far from me, there's nothing else
When your mind's made up
When your mind's made up
There's no point trying to change it
When your mind's made up
When your mind's made up
There's no point even talking
When your mind's made up
When your mind's made up
There's no point trying to fight it
So, if you ever want something
And you call, call
Then I'll come running

I cannot get over this movie, yet. I sure suffer from OC(I)B(the 'I' here stands for impulsive...it pretty much describes me completely). I must make an effort now, to stop OCIB from becoming OCIS(S...syndrome), seriously. http://blog.mccannta.com/mccannta/2007/06/lyrics-for-song.html

http://blog.mccannta.com/mccannta/2007/06/questions-answe.html ......thanks man, whoever you are.

GLEN HANSARD.........you play the guitar, write songs, sing, and can ride a bike.....what else do I want? Be my man?
Why are all "MEN" either dead, celebrities or gay??? Example:- Rabindranath Tagore, Rahul Bose/Rahul Khanna/KK Menon/Mohit Chauhan/Lucky Ali etc. etc. etc., Vikram Seth(bisexual=gay to me) in that order!!!

Once

Falling Slowly
Lyrics:Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

Cornily confused

Was discussing blogging with a friend the other day. He was saying how he really wants to blog but words fail him completely when he decides to start. He literally goes blank. It made me think, I started blogging in the first place to gain clarity in my thoughts. How is my thing any different from him, I write alright, but do I write the things I really want to, do I actually put my thoughts down? Don't I write, and think at the same time that this and that person would probably read this someday, don't I actually twist my thoughts to suit my prospective reader? When thinking, I do delve into my thoughts, but when I try to put them in words I actually pull up all my guards and all I do is skirt the periphery of my innerself.
Conclusion:-I guess I am just a very very confused person.

Analysis

Mental or hormonal.....which one am I? Or maybe both.....a little mental, who becomes very mental when hormonal. Yes that must be it:).

........

Epitome of dilemma/confusion/stupidity/craziness/drama/vagueness......Have I become one???

:)

Some moments in life are simply magical. They make life worth living. Trouble however starts when expectations of these moments lasting forever set in. Everything in control is tried out to hang on to this feeling, and at the end disillusionment takes over. Caught up in this regressive process we forget to cherish, treasure......nothing can be as beautiful, as precious as memories. Magic moments don't last forever, memories do. Some things are not in our control so just let go.
I realize this, yet refuse to realize. God help me.

Doting on daughter

Oh what a fiesty little personality my baby is. Such a great sense of fun she has. Pray she stays this way all her life. Pray she never changes with changing complexities of life. May she remains this untouched, this beautiful forever. Bless you sweetheart.