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joy and dismay are tow sides of the same blog. joy from jen and the art of texting. i realised that about 80% of my phone bill is due to the SMS's i send out. i think i topped out at 100 in one day! dismay from hearing about stefan. would never have rememebred except for the hearlful rendition of 'Das Lied Der Deutschen'. it all snaps into place, the singing , the laughing, the happy times. how much can happen in a year neh?
there are people who come into your life ...and you must spend the rest of it thanking god that they did.does this require an explanation?
diwali. pujas all day. lights all over. m'ali road for fireworks.
fireworks.
rockets. jewellry. burning kids. mithai.
welcome to bombay. lal teil and utna. basan curi and aloo tiki for lunch.
more after the actual event!

i've said it before and i'll say it again, being good and honest will get you into trouble. last week my mom's dear sweet uncle passed away. so to be good i went with her for the marka ( kinda like a wake - a session of quiet prayer and reflection followed by giving your condolences to the family) now as i step out of the temple i see that my shoes ( which had been stored in the designated area and i had a little numberd tag for as well) have ben stolen. grin whats worse is that it wasn't that big of a suprise. i just hadnt been back in so long that i had forgotten. stealing shoes from a religious center. sarcrilige huh? but what is religion . i'm hindu, she's muslim, he's christian. religion is something you are born into. if your parents are something chances are you will be to. you chose your religion as much as you choose your family. what you do chose is faith. you chose to belive. and thats what makes us all the same. that we are 'believers'. not in shiva, or allah, or christ. not in communion, or ramzan or diwali. my mom's prayer table has a picture of ganesh, guru nanak, the aga khan and christ. our diwali parties arnt complete till one of the d'souza boys catch fire. btw diwali party on friday night. pooja starts at sunset , festivities continue till the last person leaves. do come...
back to my point. what was it....yes, i dont have a religion. i have faith. my religion is just the way i chose to dress it up. ain't it purty?
if you think someone can't handle the truth, you are probably right. don't tell em that you think that. dont ask them if they are sure they want to know. run. hide. avoid the topic ever coming up. ignorance is bliss. if they find out later chances are the execution will be quick and efficient instead of the slow sporadic one you are destined to face!
study leave has begun. I just realised that one thing
i never learnt in college was how to study. CISSP -
Nov 6 - Wish me luck.
Turns out there is a 24 hour lag on posts by email.
and I have less that 24 hrs to learn all there is to know
about information security.
does she know? the effect she has. on men. on women. on everyone. on me
God Bless the Wireless Generation
i may be getting a bit more sadistic. I went to good ol M'Ali road last nite to enjoy the Ramzan Festivities. I was sitting right next to this cage full of dainty quails. And i felt...hungry. so i get to pick one up, play with it, show it arnd type deal. then watch the summary execution (completely halal), skinning and finally frying in the most delicious garlic masala gravy. fresh meat....umm umm good.
to continue from the last post. poof.i am shocked at the effect. unbeliveable. regret. some joys are only short lived. self preservation is important i always say.
but some joys last a while. waking up in the middle of the night to see that you are on opposite ends of the bed, but with your feet together. when you can't understand someone , but dont need to cause you share a common joy of life, and horse racing. when you watch two ppl SMS one another, even tho they are both sitting in the same cab. and tall women.