Random thoughts post-diwali

new discoveries as of yesterday and today

1.oxford has turned into a pop bookstore that plays piped RnB hiphop.

2.tiny hidden shops in alleyways (like bookline) are better. there, you can get real tarot cards, authentic art books, good translated works, and asterixes, two of which my mom bought me as a present for the pujas (switzerland and the roman agent).

3.nizam's is the THE place to go for kebabs and firni. and other stuff, but i wouldn't know.

4.there is a church called the choong thong (or possibly yong) church. which sounds like 'choose (own) thong' if you say it fast.

5.i officially endorse md. salauddin, proprietor of rishi rich's juice bar, near chandni, as the best maker of fruit beer and lemon soda in the city.

6.fashion, the movie, is nowhere as cliched as the t2 review by p.d.gupta made it sound.

7.cheese popcorn can solidify on your fingers if you keep your hand in the tub long enough.

8.subway has to have the most expensive and putrefying smelling topping sauces i've ever inhaled.

9.it was dark at 6pm today. india should adopt a daylight saving time system.

10. the very adorable couple sukhalokha di and [censored on request] da will henceforth be known as tontu and pintu. don't ask.


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Diwali

Horizon

close upon midnight, the sky is purple
hanging so close it looks like it's falling
ghost lights, iron ladders, reaching to the clouds
globes of sunlight glowing in the night
from where you stand you can see the end of the world
it's so much closer than they said it would be
your eyes ache trying to see where the horizon stops
your heart aches trying to imagine it
the towers of man in the middle of the desert
lost in the sands, hidden in the dark
the wind comes to you, it fills you
it promises you what nothing else can give
stretch your mind, it whispers, you are not alone
there are others who dream of secret lives, like you
the moon is hidden, but you know it is yours
your dream, your fear, the absent part of you
the clouds shift, the wind goes past you
you forget why you were in a trance a moment ago
you crush your apprehension, your hope for something that is not real
what a beautiful night, you say, and you walk on.



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me inside my mind

to follow up

10 good things about being me implies

1. my overactive imagination - it has actually saved my life, more than once
2. lack of prejudice in any form
3. the fact that i'm a well-read individual
4. my loyalty - to family, friends, causes, abstract concepts and old stuffed toys
5. i'm a tomboy - yes, that IS, too, a good thing
6. my ambition to be someone as in SOMEONE, who is seriously good at what she does
7. i hold a brown belt in karate - not that i need more than caustic wit and a knife to defend myself, aka scare the balls off anyone or anything that tries to hurt me
8. i enjoy the finer things in life, like music, movies, chocolate, good food, and milk cheese
9. the capacity to see life after loss - which means i know how to cope, and then learn how to hope
10. i have enough sense of humour to understand the stupidity of cliches without bashing up the perpetrators - almost

i've suddenly realized that i had the visceral need to write this in order to work it out myself. is seventeen a good age for self-revelation, or will it only hasten my midlife crisis? please advise!

tr!$h@

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me outside my mind

randomly writing down weird stuff is what a blog is for, right? without explanation, completely vague and unnecessary but enormously you? here goes, then......

10 bad things about being me implies

1. complete lack of diplomacy in social situations
2. anger-management issues
3. violent moodswings between suicidal depression and intoxicating euphoria
4. obsessive bookworm-ish tendencies
5. extreme intolerance of extreme intolerance
6. unhealthy addiction to chocolate
7. tendency to paranoia
8. low self-esteem
9. commitment phobia
10.extremely low boredom threshold

Some poison in your wine, sir?

008........shaken, not stirred........

Aftermath of Chaos

things to do post-pujas

1. remember to thank jayanti aunty for throwing a great after-party last week. award-winning recipe (hers) plus mad games and laughter (ours) plus lapdances (anonymous for the sake of diplomacy) equals a hell of a lot of fun

2. curb constant urge to shop. repeat the mantra about shopaholics going to basement bargain hell everytime i pass a clothes rack anywhere.

3. lose the weight! although to give myself credit, i did abstain from OTT guzzling this time. i could only have gained what i keep down through exercise. then again, what with all the walking and dancing i did, perhaps not.

4. find time for pal before she leaves. is chocolate cake an appropriate goodbye present for a train journey?

5. my mother keeps taking me out to eat these days. first the biryani jaunt in golpark coupla weeks ago, then that ultra upperclass bangali place, then chinatown, hakka noodles,and garlic lamb tonight after my tuition. possibly due to the fact that it's a drag cooking after a long, hard day of shopping. must remember to praise her wholesome, delicious homecooked meals once in a while.

6. vacation classes start from thursday. must finish practical file for maitri ma'am!

7. slog on with the whole writing thing (yawn)

8. present for d????? consult, browse, purchase!!

9. start studying for board exams?



nah.

10. do like my father says and get serious about life, career, future, responsibility, eternal boredom, etc.

11. will see ani and co. again on thursday. yay!

must check back to tick off this list now and then. signing off for now,

happily yours,

crazy ray

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