Teens to Toons

Each of us inevitable; Each of us limitless - each of us with his or her right upon the earth; Each of us allowed the eternal purports of the earth; Each of us here as divinely as any is here. Each of us defined by the others, chained to the expectations – forever; Each of us encumbered; Each of us blue in a green world, waiting for the time to set us free, lacking the courage to do it ourselves. And so I ask, where is the divinity? Erring and then suffering in silence do not a saint make...

But what about the child inside me? What about the part of me that needs reassurance now and then? What about the little pang of jealousy I can feel sometimes? What about the need for a warm hug and a kiss from my loved ones once in a while? What about the anxiety that strikes when something important is on the line? What about the little bit of stagefright that I feel when I have an important presentation to make? What about how I act when I'm with "you"? Someone I am comfortable being with no matter how I feel everyday. What about bouts of paranoia that grips me everyday that my life is going no where? What about people making progress and me dying in hell, for i am a nincompoop. What about people less brilliant, less dedicated making better than me ... simply because I am one dimensional... What about loss of sense of self worth... dignity and urge to create value?

I instil paranoia in people... one way or the another... I want it not to happen... So be there when I need you... meanwhile mumbai rains and sucks my life

Imagine a small old wood panelled shop with dark hues... smelling of coffee and tobacco.. A place where one could go and select from hundreds of tobaccoes... gte hand made cigarettes on order.. something like "Baskins Robbins" of ice cream world... India ought to be moving up the value chain in this business... My contribution to understanding indian consumer

Melanie: I only wanted to warn you that Sammy can get into trouble faster than you can make most women smile. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jack Taylor: Maggie, when you grow up and are incredibly beautiful and intelligent and possess a certain sweetness that's... that's like a distant promise to the brave, to the worthy, could you please not beat to a pulp every miserable bastard that comes your way simply because you can? Could you not do that? Maggie Taylor: Okay Daddy. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jack: What would you do if I kissed you right now? Melanie: You wouldn't kiss me. Jack: But what would you do if i did? Melanie: Do you wanna kiss me right now? Jack: I wouldn't've mentioned it if didn't. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Phone rings] Jack: What? Melanie: I forgot to tell you that Sammy is allergic t...

I was not so much in a mood to talk than I was to hold and lie still...mebbe listening to deep breathing and other nocturnal sounds... it has infact dawned upon me recently that life has a certain pace and it is upto us how we utilize that, whether we can run faster or wait for it to suit us... The state of denial. Denial is an involuntary rection to shock. This is a good time to stop and figure things out -- to get emotionally and intellectually ready to continue the journey. Unfortunately, most people never leave denial. If you seem to be doing well with the way things are, what's the problem? Living in denial robs us of peace of mind. Our conscience knows the nagging truth, and the anger keeps leaking in. When we stop denying reality, we are forced into the next phase -- anger. It looks ugly and unprofitable. The state of hope with anger. Hope with anger is a powerful, driving force which can keep us working hard for years. Unfortunately, it is also hard on our personalities....

# I had the best self made salad on Saturday night. It was composed of green and yellow beans, cucumber, tomato, a bit of olive oil, onion and vinaigrette. I was not ready to be so thrilled with this salad. Tonight, I will replicate it. # Someone's 2nd anniversary living with us was this weekend. To celebrate we had some chips and beer. # A friend has a foot injury... a hurried trip to hospital at night ... Poor pup. # I have been wondering about getting into shape... an hours brisk walk in the morning... on the chowpatty and mebbe i will get home alive # The French Open has begun! # Vanity and recluse... meeting old flames... life's new passion.. temporary life... and wills # Taking my laundry to the center a couple blocks away makes me really unhappy... My room mate washes better.

Over the past few days... a number of movies, a number of parties, old friends... seasick memories... happy sea memories... a sense of being free, a sense of being jailed... I wish for life to resolve the temptations... and resolve the issues.. or atleast give me the resolve to wake up ad solve them... myself... I love myself... I proclaim... Forex trading here I come