Friday, January 27, 2006

Wherever I May Roam

Gypsy got me thinking... about travel.

I share her wanderlust, albeit with less reservations about companions. For me, the place is supreme, and not my companions. I do not have the condition of being with "someone I love", when I travel. If I am with such a person, great; if not, not too bad. Focus solely on the place - the object of my affection.

Is travelling an escape from reality... no. Not for me anyway. I travel because I want to experience different ways of thinking and of life, and basically to have fun. Let that not mean that it's a trivial pursuit. I think many of my (sometimes big) decisions in life have been prompted by my desire to experience new things, in new places. Sometimes they have been unfortunate, sometimes disastrous, but always interesting. If I could go back in time, I would change nothing.

Mama says I can't travel all the time. I agree. Most of the time is quite ok.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Food, food, FOOD!

Yeah... after U2, my second passion, I guess. When I say passion, I am reminded of passion fruit. Figures.

So... here's a list of (some of) my favourite things:

1. Chocolate (what else... typical! I know ;))
2. Eggy stuff
3. Sausages
4. Chick'nnn with or without naan
5. Coffee, tea and all that
6. Cake

7. Indian snacky stuff, like bhel puri and all the other puris :)
8. Desserty stuff
9. Pancakes with maple syrup... (As I always say, the 2 most important contributions of America to the world are Victoria's Secret and IHOP! No, not democracy :))
10. Oh man, I think I should stop!!

What do you like, chums?

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

The End

Not my words at all, these. All credit to The Doors.

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Friday, January 06, 2006

Sarah and me

Ok guys, this is a Sex and the City (SatC) post. So I will take no offense if you leave now and never come back. (No, please don't do that, I love comments!)

Anyhoo, there was this phase of obsessively watching SatC, 6 DVDs bought dirt cheap in, ahem, some shady market. Sarah (Jessica Parker, or Carrie Bradshaw in the show), immediately struck a chord.

Recently it seemed that Indians were obsessed with talking about marriage all the effing time. Well, one look at SatC, and it seems the entire female American population is doing the same! It's the same old story: where's that amazing guy who will pop the revered q.???

Irony: 35+ women in SatC talk the same way I see 25+ women talk in India. I guess we Indians have some catching-up to do, to reach that "(un?) comfort zone of singleness", if you can call it that.

So there's Sarah, or should I say Carrie, column writer less, sidewalk psychologist more, obsessed with shoes and a compulsive smoker (she stopped smoking with Aidan, hmmm); and it's easy to see where I draw the parallels. Oh, and not to mention, she chooses the wrong men. Let's hope the overlap is not absolute.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

To be or not

The haze is lifting
Coming back to earth
The middle path is not all it's made out to be
Teetering on the edge.

Out of the frying pan, into the fire?
Between the devil and the deep blue sea?
Tell me what to do, friend
Make my decision for me.