8june, 2004/9pm
A special day, as Venus transits over the sun, as a speck like black spot. An event that happens once in 120 years. Lucky enough to steal a glance at it too. After a spree of writing letters to my cousins, which I still enjoy doing in spite of the emails…..just huddled myself here to catch up with my writing.
Not that I didn’t write all these days, but comparatively less and all that in my hand written one. Oh yes, I have lots of diaries!!! I am a complete diary buff, or writing for that matter is a pleasure for me. So,here I am , in my blue short length checked pajama and a bright batik top cozily settled in my blue chair.A more comfortable version than the one sleek and trendy in blue too and have the keyboard happily placed on my lap, I rattle out words.
After a good dose of Slyvia Plath’s novel, and a few other readings, thought of writing something of my own. I have a lot of craziness as leftovers, specially my fascination for well written articles, which I have collected over years. A recent one being (filed today), times utilization during conference calls. Its absolutely hilarious and undoubtedly a good read! The newspaper seems getting interesting everyday……new ideas all oozing out. Wonder where they stack so much of ideas, while mine goes into diaries or trying to think it over.
Dollops of Wordsworth and Keats, and promising myself everyday to squeeze in time to indulge in a little skin care! Times in abundance, not that it is not, may be somehow I lack those girlie desires. I would rather be overjoyed to hear that I write well or for that matter speak, than actually getting complements for my looks. Of course not that I would mind! Ah, but yes trying to be a little more regular with my sleep. Not to mention that last night was the first one!
Trying to get the feel of the approaching vacation, though all these months have been one nonetheless. But, honestly, the place seems good and rejuvenating, that’s what my search on the net says. I have been dying to be surrounded by waters for months, and inspite of all my eagerness, the last trip happened in Jaipur. So, this time around I am all set for the soothing effects of the water, the sunset, and a vacant mind (if I can manage too).
Readings on the list next……and to complete a few writing assignments. Wish life was so easy, yet I die for those crazy moments to slog like crazy, and getting good sleep bliss! Every cloud has a silver lining, don’t they?
Time for a good shower…….
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
MY FIRST DIAMOND RING(WOW!!!)
The downpour is always good. It makes you feel clean and thankfully out with your entire vent up anger. The crackling sky with gallons of water washing down the parched leaves seems refreshing. While I at times also do run out do feel a few splashing drops all coming down as some invisible saucer from a distant land to drench you happily and transform into that long forgotten joys of a kid.
The tempest cleared it all. Almost like Miranda’s first seeing of Ferdinand. To know the unknown and to explore beyond the limitations and built in boundaries. A life is all about creating your own island, yet which reaches out to the distant. But at times there are moments when everything freezes and life is all about confusion.
The scrutiny continues, yet the results seem so blurred. It’s the dream; I guess which makes you take your steps. The sparkles of the diamond ring remains. A girl’s best friend is a diamond ……..but what if it is given by her best friend. Who’s BEST then? The diamond or the person? Or is the materialistic charm that can over shadow the personal? Is the diamond really needed?
A long and nice walk to the local store to get a talcum powder is more than touching. A metallic one might do the same stint what a diamond cannot, if the spark does not arise between the eyes …….the diamond is too mellowed I presume.
It’s an adorable gesture to reach out to the soul. A soul that is already reached and held dear………has the sparkle. So, who needs the diamond? I have it already. I am the richest and happiest. I have you, the mega sized diamond!!! The one with the sparkle and much more.
The tempest cleared it all. Almost like Miranda’s first seeing of Ferdinand. To know the unknown and to explore beyond the limitations and built in boundaries. A life is all about creating your own island, yet which reaches out to the distant. But at times there are moments when everything freezes and life is all about confusion.
The scrutiny continues, yet the results seem so blurred. It’s the dream; I guess which makes you take your steps. The sparkles of the diamond ring remains. A girl’s best friend is a diamond ……..but what if it is given by her best friend. Who’s BEST then? The diamond or the person? Or is the materialistic charm that can over shadow the personal? Is the diamond really needed?
A long and nice walk to the local store to get a talcum powder is more than touching. A metallic one might do the same stint what a diamond cannot, if the spark does not arise between the eyes …….the diamond is too mellowed I presume.
It’s an adorable gesture to reach out to the soul. A soul that is already reached and held dear………has the sparkle. So, who needs the diamond? I have it already. I am the richest and happiest. I have you, the mega sized diamond!!! The one with the sparkle and much more.
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