Indian Ameri
Friday
Green, White and Red....
For the past one to one and a half years, I had managed to device various methods to wake up at the different protocols of sunshine (busy, easy, gusty, gutsy, murky, fury, etc.y). While, this has made many a roomies and friends go curious, it has eventually made 'em finally confine to the standards of my interests. Today's wake up alarm was no less a variation from the usual protocol. But, things were different as I opened my eyes. The picture at stake turned out to be somehow admirable. Instead of just following it with a smile and slowly focusing my vision onto the wall clock for checking the severity of punctuality/the wrath of under-sleep, I got stuck to the picture at sight. This line hummed inside my head - "Just admire the blackness of the insubordinates". A provocative analysis of the line turned to change the humming into a flow. And, finally I got this out of it......
While, the meaning of this whatever-you-may-call remains a mystery to others, it might well be the story of my life. And it does look like a happy story......
To admire the blackness of your insubordinates
And to secret the noon of your relentless inmates
To water your pair lotus of the chasms
And to vanish the stars of your calms
I die with the dearth of your storm
And I relive to the hope of your warmth
And to secret the noon of your relentless inmates
To water your pair lotus of the chasms
And to vanish the stars of your calms
I die with the dearth of your storm
And I relive to the hope of your warmth
While, the meaning of this whatever-you-may-call remains a mystery to others, it might well be the story of my life. And it does look like a happy story......
Sunday
Unstabling Stability
In spite of holding on to the concept of not succumbing to drinking for any particular reason, I got drunk now. And I feel extremely good for not blabbering the bad failures I am voluntarily taking for the sake of not hurting someone. And it is the same reason I am feeling extremely bad too. When will I be free???? I am sorry for certain particular things......
Nearly 24 hrs after the heart burn in the brain stopped pounding:
The V day efforts of spending quality time on something for a good cause finally brought a great deal of happiness today. The V day workshop in helping a Lexington Herald photographer on touching up certain portraits for charity auction brought in 16 grand of green bills for Haiti. I am also getting a certificate of appreciation for the efforts to go into my off-the-field resume. :D
Talking about V day conundrums (Abhikoo - had to steal the phrase :D), I used the two tickets for Lexington Opera House's, as a trade to baby sit some more time with Carla and Kemp Jr and had a gala of a time. There is no way that I would go to a show named "Menopause", that too 'alone'. The tickets were won for being the first song requester on V midnight. Seems like they considered me pathetic enough to not call the girl friend, and gifted me enough to keep my spirit on check.. :)) :|
And this is what I've been listening today "Can't Stop" by RHCP and "In the Night" by Joseph Arthur (Bad youtube link)
Nearly 24 hrs after the heart burn in the brain stopped pounding:
The V day efforts of spending quality time on something for a good cause finally brought a great deal of happiness today. The V day workshop in helping a Lexington Herald photographer on touching up certain portraits for charity auction brought in 16 grand of green bills for Haiti. I am also getting a certificate of appreciation for the efforts to go into my off-the-field resume. :D
Talking about V day conundrums (Abhikoo - had to steal the phrase :D), I used the two tickets for Lexington Opera House's, as a trade to baby sit some more time with Carla and Kemp Jr and had a gala of a time. There is no way that I would go to a show named "Menopause", that too 'alone'. The tickets were won for being the first song requester on V midnight. Seems like they considered me pathetic enough to not call the girl friend, and gifted me enough to keep my spirit on check.. :)) :|
And this is what I've been listening today "Can't Stop" by RHCP and "In the Night" by Joseph Arthur (Bad youtube link)
Without any adjectives in life, the real truth is "I am a brave coward!!!"
~ o[x]o
~ o[x]o
Thursday
Specially Gifted
Ruffled hair, pen on the ear stand, fingers pointing and dancing towards the sky, eyes focused on the tile that moves beneath the feet, a modeling paper held by the grit of the teeth, the burden of the head arcing the torso into a hunch, and the shoes glided across the floor in thought. This is what I looked like as I got myself submerged into the thought of revisiting a research concept in my head for a much needed breakthrough. And of course, I was walking in the basement towards the loo as a refresher :D ... And then I heard one of the quarter-mile-a-day-walk-in-your-office ladies saying, "Must be a Special Child!!"
And I had to laugh my way back to the lab (of course after the visit to the loo) considering whether I was (/still am) a Gifted child or a Special child.... :))
And I had to laugh my way back to the lab (of course after the visit to the loo) considering whether I was (/still am) a Gifted child or a Special child.... :))
