A child's play

I thought I didnt like kids.. But I have been babysitting for 10 years now!!

A read

Now I am not too much of a reader and thus the task of choosing a book to read become mighty difficult. The choice process has to hit the absolutely perfect book and this cannot miss the target, else the book will be dusted more often than read. Through the process of elimination, I have realized that I dont like fictions. I dont know how absolutely true that is but if the book is absolutely situational and has no true setting or substance to it I lose interest. I give myself the "i have better things to do in my life than read someone else's idea of someone else's life who didnt exist". Very cynical, I must say, but still true. And I am no one to talk books. Its like the little 4 year olds who I detest because they come to me with that humor that says "you didnt even know that!!". Yeaa... Hell ya.. YOU little boy, 3 inches off the ground... you dont know how it really works... ! Well, thats my guards up to little kids who try to outsmart me. And I am just like that when it comes to books.

But I truly want to be very careful. I dont want to chose a book too optimistic that makes me feel bad about where I stand today, and I dont want the book to be too pessimistic that makes me feel that there is no hope. Travel and history being my fav topics, they both can be so super awesome or absolutely a drag. I think I will delve into Marketing for a change. Marketing for dummies!! I like kindle coz then I dont have to hold the book in my hand as that and look dumb. I can still sit in Starbucks with my fav cup of coffee and read. That reminds me, Starbucks has totally done away with the whole "cup of coffee" feel. Where are the cups!!

Culprit

Have you ever wished that u meet with an accident and break your leg in the hope that atleast someone with sympathize with you then may be!

Dr. Strangelove

Today's learnings:

- Strange how two posts one after the other reference the same person and perception but in totally differently light.

- Men will always be boys.

- How one meeting can change so much in your life. One interview, one date, one phone call, one conversation and your life changes from what it could have been. Sometimes its a life changing turn, sometimes its just a different outcome to the evening. Both still good. :)

- One bad thing always and always leads to another good thing. Have faith.

- Seattle o Seattle. It squirms. Networking - Thumbs up. Dating - Thumbs down.

- Oh.. and strange people like strange movies. I guess thats the road to coolness. Hehe.

- On a different note, I saw Jeff B. No No. Didnt talk to him, didnt shake his hands, just saw him. Pretty cool still. He is leaner than what I thought he would be.

- We made a Guinness World Record of maximum kazoos in a room. What I learnt? that Kazoo is crazzzzy...

- I love the baby that just walked past me. I can bite her pink cheeks out.

- Beautiful mornings can do so much good to you.

What I havent learnt:

- Answer to Are men dumb?

- What does a man want?

- Why pay for Mix Master Mike when you dont get to hear him play for more than 10 mins?

- Why did I order a Double Chocolate muffin over a less chocolaty scone.. !!!?!!

- Why do people make queues to board the plane? They are not going to get a better seat or get in any faster?

- Why did I not get a call? I expected more. I respected more.

Deep sigh! A Smile! All is well!

A naked Woman

And such is a woman's body. Truly poetic. Truly inspirational. And then we have the younger idiotic younger generation that tries to play around with that image and make woman what she is not - a statue!

The little flab on the tummy, the slightly sagging boobs (umm.. coz they are real), the oblong buttocks (no they are not round and juicy). Love a man who can appreciate this. So sexy that man is and so aroused he makes me. I lay naked in my thoughts ready to make love to a man who is real but who is mysterious. I want to pleasure him back.

Courtesy: the dancing women outside the Herberger Theater Center.

Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day!

Years after I still remember Valentine's day as the day I wore the pink saree :)

Nevertheless, here is wishing a good day to everyone in Love.

The Subway Station

The many interpretations of nature and what its worth. I recently visited Roger W. Koon’s gallery in downtown SFO. A rich and beautiful culmination of his travels around the country mostly of the wild. Quite a prime location for some such new art. Of course what went through my mind was how well he must be living selling these pictures, but also how lucky was he to capture what he saw and how he saw it. Although sadly that’s not how I saw it and I was verbal about it. Standing in his space, I spoke my mind. I didn’t see what he saw; not in nearly most of his pictures. But I still was inspired to better capture my travels.. in mind, heart, or soul.