January 2008
6 posts
Identity
In the ancient days of chatrooms where the first internet romances bloomed, “asl” was the pick up line for people who didnt want to enter a bar. Age, Sex, Location. Determining factors. And people readily gave them out, as morphed as their answer might be into imagined fountains of youth or travel across the life long 10 km radius they called home. Today, I stumbled into a (pardon...
Release Me
This is a breathtaking song from the new Saab ecofriendly car ad. Reminds me of Terri Naomi. And the “I wish I was a punk rocker” style of music. Simple strong and power packed. The ad’s on youtube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=piDgTFaafNM I am the wilderness locked in a cage, I am a growing force you kept in place, I am a tree reaching for the sun, Please don’t hold me...
Tribute to Mr. Tolkien
The epidemic of ennui and faded ambitions seem to swarthe about me, quietly whispering its subtle victory in the now withering mundane lives of the people I know and love, people with so much to give, so much to create. I talk not just of people of my generation, but men and women whose thoughts almost scream once the children have left the nest or once they reach a time where they actually have...
Undone
When your dreams are broken By the expanses of circumstance When you chase even their rivals of reality And they simply look askance, When you don’t have the guts to read a sad book Or even listen a cheesy romantic line Because you know it’ll have you crying In a minute’s time When the stories of great strugglers Make you wonder what’s wrong with you When the lives of those...
But I dont wanna...
The thing is, people blog. People read. Where were we before blogging? Diaries? Journals? For the select few, newspaper editorials. For the even more select few, autobiographies. And it seems to me that there isn’t much to blog about anymore. I mean, obviously you can’t write out everything. Privacy blah blah. Plus, my conclusion from personal experience is that there is a large drop...
I'm not blogging anymore - the struggling optimist...
December 2007
8 posts
1 tag
Auld Lang Syne, Bridget Style
ciggies : none instants : none calories : what’s that again?! I have, in the past 24 hours, pretty much run through the entire gamut of human emotions. Started with overwhelming depression as I started to get ready for new year non-extravaganza. Missed new year 2006 (spent partying with old school friends at local community club in hometown back in India), 2007 (spent red,...