SO MUCH for candid shots.
Warning: DO NOT TRY AT HOME.
YES we are being rather DAFT, SO?
Bikes and temples
16 years ago
Friday, December 08, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Un mois et demi dans un trou français....
En plein novembre l'automne se dévoile petit à petit, résistant à changer de robe et de couleur. Alors l'automne est en retard, ce qui fait qu'il ne fait pas aussi froid que ce qu'on attend en novembre. Alors à 6 dégrées, il fait "doux"! Je ne veux même pas penser à l'hiver......
Un ami avait baptisé la ville où j'habite, " un trou " même avant que je l'ais découverte. Il n'a pas du tout tort! la ville se ferme à 19h00. Le weekend, surtout le dimanche c'est abandonné.... J'ai eu l'idée géniale de se promener en ville un dimanche après midi ensoleillé avec Katie. La plus part du temps il n'y avait que nous deux dans les rues vides! On dirait une photo! Rien ne bougeait! Même les oiseaux avaient perdu la volonté de s'envoler.... On dirait une ville fantôme!!!!
Souvent j'ai l'impression d'être en exile ici. Peut être que j'étais trop fière d'habiter une grande ville et que je ne comprenais vraiment pas l'intérêt d'habiter à la campagne. Alors me voilà en province, pleine campagne, loin des foules que j'adorais...
Heureusement, il y a les enfants!!!! Leur enthousiasme est contagieuse! les 3 jours de la semaine quand je les vois, c'est du bonheur, probablement le seul bonheur que j'ai ici....
Et la drame politique!!!! Même si c'est à la française c'est bien de la drame!!! les discours dramatiques, les débats, les sondages..... Sans cette scène politique je m'ennuierais trop ici!!!
Alors je suis contente d'être dans mon trou pour vivre les élections présidentielles de 2007.... Je suis sure que ça serait très très amusant!!!
Séquestrée , j'attends non pas un cavalier en cheval blanc, mais un train de sncf qui m'amènera ailleurs....
Un ami avait baptisé la ville où j'habite, " un trou " même avant que je l'ais découverte. Il n'a pas du tout tort! la ville se ferme à 19h00. Le weekend, surtout le dimanche c'est abandonné.... J'ai eu l'idée géniale de se promener en ville un dimanche après midi ensoleillé avec Katie. La plus part du temps il n'y avait que nous deux dans les rues vides! On dirait une photo! Rien ne bougeait! Même les oiseaux avaient perdu la volonté de s'envoler.... On dirait une ville fantôme!!!!
Souvent j'ai l'impression d'être en exile ici. Peut être que j'étais trop fière d'habiter une grande ville et que je ne comprenais vraiment pas l'intérêt d'habiter à la campagne. Alors me voilà en province, pleine campagne, loin des foules que j'adorais...
Heureusement, il y a les enfants!!!! Leur enthousiasme est contagieuse! les 3 jours de la semaine quand je les vois, c'est du bonheur, probablement le seul bonheur que j'ai ici....
Et la drame politique!!!! Même si c'est à la française c'est bien de la drame!!! les discours dramatiques, les débats, les sondages..... Sans cette scène politique je m'ennuierais trop ici!!!
Alors je suis contente d'être dans mon trou pour vivre les élections présidentielles de 2007.... Je suis sure que ça serait très très amusant!!!
Séquestrée , j'attends non pas un cavalier en cheval blanc, mais un train de sncf qui m'amènera ailleurs....
Monday, October 30, 2006
The best laid plans......
The future is unwritten; Destiny is not absolute, coming to think of it, it seems to be a set of possibilities like perhaps in a mathematical formula... It is of course prudent to plan, forsee, anticipate, and set goals for the future but even the best laid plans cannot forsee it in all its splendour and details... This is maybe what makes us get up every single morning, knowing that even if the day ahead could be the usual routine, we never know what the mundane day brings with it!!! The perks of the unforseen....
The next time someone says " I LOVE to travel" do not roll your eyes even if it sounds like a rwell known cliché..... I know I will not!!!! Travel brings such richeness that it leaves its impressions in you forver! It's first of all a feast for all your senses. The visuals that leave you mezmerised, the smells that tell you that you really are in another place, the weather that constantly envelopes you, the sounds that play a whole other tune, the exotic food that surprises you and above all the people that you meet make it all a grand spectacle. The more people you meet, the more minds you explore, their ideas, their passions, desires, happiness and sorrow puts your own into perspective. The conversations, be it pleasant or otherwise enriches and always leaves you craving for more!!!
..... The Indian philosophy of renouncing desires seemed a bit brutal, a life time's work to achieve, of course, but its rather practical really because when you expect , for example a little joy, you are dissapointed when you do not get it but when you expect nothing and the joy comes along it seems much more precious than it is. If nothing happens, you were not expecting anything anyway ...so.....
Here is wishing everyone a lot of joy and love,
Cheers!
The next time someone says " I LOVE to travel" do not roll your eyes even if it sounds like a rwell known cliché..... I know I will not!!!! Travel brings such richeness that it leaves its impressions in you forver! It's first of all a feast for all your senses. The visuals that leave you mezmerised, the smells that tell you that you really are in another place, the weather that constantly envelopes you, the sounds that play a whole other tune, the exotic food that surprises you and above all the people that you meet make it all a grand spectacle. The more people you meet, the more minds you explore, their ideas, their passions, desires, happiness and sorrow puts your own into perspective. The conversations, be it pleasant or otherwise enriches and always leaves you craving for more!!!
..... The Indian philosophy of renouncing desires seemed a bit brutal, a life time's work to achieve, of course, but its rather practical really because when you expect , for example a little joy, you are dissapointed when you do not get it but when you expect nothing and the joy comes along it seems much more precious than it is. If nothing happens, you were not expecting anything anyway ...so.....
Here is wishing everyone a lot of joy and love,
Cheers!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
I'm safe?
My eyes are blood shot, there is a blunt throbbing pain at the back of my head, a million thoughts running across my mind, quite some emotions run loose and demonic heads of fears and doubts rise….. There is so much chaos that I don’t remember how I got here. In spite of all this disarray, I can go to bed knowing my soul is safe. Why safe? Because I know I would never want to, in even the least bit, hurt another person. Would you, knowing that your words and actions could injure someone in the smallest way go ahead, do or say that something? What purpose does it serve?
If abstaining from causing such hurt and in the process being injured is weakness, then I proudly embrace it! Whatever happens, I know that I am capable of love, such love that liberates, mends and beautifies.... To do everything with love, no matter what the outcome, to learn that will be an awfully big adventure and looks like to me that this is what perhaps is called life...
If abstaining from causing such hurt and in the process being injured is weakness, then I proudly embrace it! Whatever happens, I know that I am capable of love, such love that liberates, mends and beautifies.... To do everything with love, no matter what the outcome, to learn that will be an awfully big adventure and looks like to me that this is what perhaps is called life...
Monday, June 26, 2006
Extraordinary moments......
Extraordinary moments.
Some times it’s the briefest of moments in our life that matter more than anything else, the tiny seconds amongst the endless days that bring us true joy.
Have you ever looked into the mirror and been amazed? Amazed that you are real, that you exist, that you are a person…. That moment you fully feel yourself.
Like a bolt from a clear sky when you suddenly look at your parents or sisters or brothers and feel that they truly love you like you love them, that moment, even if its no more than the shortest of moments, it feels like heaven.
When you look up into the starry sky and realize that you are a part of that wonder, you are a product of the same power, which is at work inside the stars, that moment fills you with overwhelming awe.
Looking outside your bedroom window, the thirst to just go outside, like the world is calling you to travel and see places, this moment can lead to a thousand dreams.
When you go inside after staying outside in the bright sun for sometime the brief blinding effect on the eyes can sometimes be scary, a rude interruption to the seeming reality, that moment can sometimes be seriously disturbing.
Then, there are these moments of amazing clarity when everything seems to make sense and you seem to have figured out everything in life, these are rare moments, which seem to have the shortest life span. When such a moment passes us, we seem to want to cling to it and never let it go.
Are all these moments just random happenings in the infinity of time and space or are they all building up towards a predetermined destiny or is our destiny formed by these moments? Whatever they may be, time is speeding towards the invisible horizon and these moments allow us to cherish the special times. After all time does pass in moments, each one leading to the next and when such a moment passes us next time, maybe we will take another moment to think about it and enjoy it.
Some times it’s the briefest of moments in our life that matter more than anything else, the tiny seconds amongst the endless days that bring us true joy.
Have you ever looked into the mirror and been amazed? Amazed that you are real, that you exist, that you are a person…. That moment you fully feel yourself.
Like a bolt from a clear sky when you suddenly look at your parents or sisters or brothers and feel that they truly love you like you love them, that moment, even if its no more than the shortest of moments, it feels like heaven.
When you look up into the starry sky and realize that you are a part of that wonder, you are a product of the same power, which is at work inside the stars, that moment fills you with overwhelming awe.
Looking outside your bedroom window, the thirst to just go outside, like the world is calling you to travel and see places, this moment can lead to a thousand dreams.
When you go inside after staying outside in the bright sun for sometime the brief blinding effect on the eyes can sometimes be scary, a rude interruption to the seeming reality, that moment can sometimes be seriously disturbing.
Then, there are these moments of amazing clarity when everything seems to make sense and you seem to have figured out everything in life, these are rare moments, which seem to have the shortest life span. When such a moment passes us, we seem to want to cling to it and never let it go.
Are all these moments just random happenings in the infinity of time and space or are they all building up towards a predetermined destiny or is our destiny formed by these moments? Whatever they may be, time is speeding towards the invisible horizon and these moments allow us to cherish the special times. After all time does pass in moments, each one leading to the next and when such a moment passes us next time, maybe we will take another moment to think about it and enjoy it.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
once more...
B: "A circle is the only geometric shape defined by its centre. No chicken and egg bout it, the centre came first, the circumference follows. The earth, by definition has a centre. And only the fool that knows it can go wherever he pleases, knowing the centre will hold him down, stop him flying out of orbit. But when your sense of centre shifts, comes whizzing to the surface, the balance has gone. The balance has gone. The balance my baby has gone"This was the first ( and the only thing that I most related to) thing that made a lot of sense to me when I read Sarah Kane's crave. I was "c" in the play and even though she has a lot of things to say it is this that hits me the most....(first impression?)Somebody suddenly mentioned the importance of such a centre in life without which, according to them we just might be floating around......Floating around looking for it perhaps.Well this concept of THE CENTRE or perhaps a lack of one in my life is what fueled the Blog project. Suddenly I no longer think of blogs as a vain thing people do, or a desperate plea to make oneself interesting or a sign of inadequacy of meeting real people......and caressing pretention in some vague way.......I do not yet know how I perceive it but somehow I have a feeling this is going to do a world of good to my confused state of mind, (with the risk of sounding corny) and heart.Well now it seems that there are a good number of centers, with varying gravitational pulls as if they are competing for attention....the ones that are well established are I think afraid of becoming obsolete and waiting for a chance to grow and evolve ( My mom, My French and theatre for example) the others, floating, seem to have minds of their own, morphing and mutating, incomprehensibly sometimes that they become scary and risk becoming obsessions or deceptive illusions of something else.......( TV, people...Books? Etc ----to stay away from scandalous examples.)Even though a blissful obliteration of the present state of circumstances is very desirable, the effort and process to get to its roots are a tad bit more tempting.Again, at the risk of sounding corny, perhaps the grand questions on life, death and purpose should be asked...... just to repair my centers and also hopefully add a new, significant one.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
St Francis' prayer for peace.
Prayer for peace
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love,
Where there is injury, pardon,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is darkness, light,
and where there is sadness, joy.
Lord grant me that I might not so much seek
To be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love,
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Friday, March 24, 2006
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Photos!!! Yay!
Friday, January 13, 2006
Why weddings are a good place for girls to flirt
Weddings are a good place for girls to flirt because they are in a more advantageous position than men.
1. The men or boys are either sulking or embarrassed, being dragged there by their mother and can be caught when they are not at their ideal environment so they cannot ruin the whole flirtation, inspite of themselves, with their macho ego trips.
2. They are at a friend's/brother's/cousin's wedding and the usual commitment, finding their ideal hot babe (that would also please mamma) issues are running through their mind so you can catch them off their guard and spare yourself the usual teasing that they do as a pathetic excuse to flirting.
3. The girls are in charge of the game because they are all decked up and hence are prone to be more self confident and all the attention they get from the older woman folk as prospective brides (even though embarrassing) and all the compliments (although not too genuine) gives them a kind of a kick.
Weddings are however not the ideal place to flirt for shy girls and the rest of it.
1. The men or boys are either sulking or embarrassed, being dragged there by their mother and can be caught when they are not at their ideal environment so they cannot ruin the whole flirtation, inspite of themselves, with their macho ego trips.
2. They are at a friend's/brother's/cousin's wedding and the usual commitment, finding their ideal hot babe (that would also please mamma) issues are running through their mind so you can catch them off their guard and spare yourself the usual teasing that they do as a pathetic excuse to flirting.
3. The girls are in charge of the game because they are all decked up and hence are prone to be more self confident and all the attention they get from the older woman folk as prospective brides (even though embarrassing) and all the compliments (although not too genuine) gives them a kind of a kick.
Weddings are however not the ideal place to flirt for shy girls and the rest of it.
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