And I’d give up forever to touch you’
cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that i’ll Ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life’
cause sooner or later it’s over I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me’
cause I don’t think that they’d Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’tComing
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me’
cause I don’t think that they’d Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me’
cause I don’t think that they’d Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Monday, August 23, 2004
Happy Happy :-)
I am sooo happy today :-) Can't stop smiling.. Chatted with my MIL and FIL for a long time last night. (and my 2 chotu brother in laws) Its like some final final assurance of sorts that everything will be all right.
I have this habit of freaking out every now and then when i think about marriage and its implication and all these new people I suddenly have to deal with.
But you know what, I think I am finally convinced that its all perfectly the way it should be and that I really did make the right decision :-)
My MIL is such a sweetheart, my FIL is so adorable and both my BIL's are cool dudes :-)
Seriously can't stop smiling :-)))))
I have this habit of freaking out every now and then when i think about marriage and its implication and all these new people I suddenly have to deal with.
But you know what, I think I am finally convinced that its all perfectly the way it should be and that I really did make the right decision :-)
My MIL is such a sweetheart, my FIL is so adorable and both my BIL's are cool dudes :-)
Seriously can't stop smiling :-)))))
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Evening with the boys
For some innane reasons, my life is surrounded with male friends ! I mean, I am not saying its a bad thing. Not a bad thing at all, in fact works much better, i don't hafta put up with all the swinging temperaments that all my girl friends seem to have. It has in more ways than one worked out for me as its a lot easier a relationship to maintain if your friend in a guy. Some of my best friends today are guys. But see, thats a topic which will require a whole new blog :-)
Went out last evening for din din with the seattle gang. Its fun hanging out with them..Din din at Chipotle mexican grill an daaru session at Tiny Biggs :-)
Chilled out evening, its been a while since I had that. But there was a nagging thought lingering in my head despite all my good radhika side trying to brush it away.
Imagining life sans these chilled evening out with the boys. Whether its seattle gang or b'lore gang or any other for that matter. I have all cross country shuttling male friends you see :-)
It was not such a nice thought. Somethings in life are important in more ways than one. Time out with certain set of people when you can just be yourself and do whatever you want to do. Its a question of that space you give yourself when you are away from your significant other so that your time with them is totally for both of you. Despite all the fun that you can and do have with them, doing things that you really want to do by yourself is so important and I realise that everytime when I am having fun with my other friends. Its only when you suddenly feel nice doing your own stuff that you realize that you must be really be missing doing these things. Which also makes me believe that a balance is so so important between your social life and personal life.
I am not saying I might lose any kind of freedom but yeah life will change a lot.
Went out last evening for din din with the seattle gang. Its fun hanging out with them..Din din at Chipotle mexican grill an daaru session at Tiny Biggs :-)
Chilled out evening, its been a while since I had that. But there was a nagging thought lingering in my head despite all my good radhika side trying to brush it away.
Imagining life sans these chilled evening out with the boys. Whether its seattle gang or b'lore gang or any other for that matter. I have all cross country shuttling male friends you see :-)
It was not such a nice thought. Somethings in life are important in more ways than one. Time out with certain set of people when you can just be yourself and do whatever you want to do. Its a question of that space you give yourself when you are away from your significant other so that your time with them is totally for both of you. Despite all the fun that you can and do have with them, doing things that you really want to do by yourself is so important and I realise that everytime when I am having fun with my other friends. Its only when you suddenly feel nice doing your own stuff that you realize that you must be really be missing doing these things. Which also makes me believe that a balance is so so important between your social life and personal life.
I am not saying I might lose any kind of freedom but yeah life will change a lot.
Thought for the day
People change, life changes and things will never be the same again. But thats alright.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
So, where are you from ?
Wanted to add this blog here for a long time now :-) So, here goes...
"So, where are you from ?" - thats one question i have dreaded to answer since donkey years. Some of you may wonder why, it does seem like a pretty easy question to answer . Well, the truth is that frankly there is no correct answer to this question. However simple i might make the answer sound, it never really does satisfy the person asking the question. ...Being in the States tho', I have figured that its so much easier to answer the firangs here when they ask that question. "So, where are you from ? " "I am from India". That usually satisfies most of them. Some smart alecs go ahead and ask you where in India coz they have read about a few places (read Taj Mahal here). Even thats pretty straightforward, as long as you give them some city and some proximity about where it fits into the map they are happy....The Indian quizzer is entirely a different ball game. I think we indians have these certain preconceived notions about people's whereabouts as early as even a glance. ...I am a person who has been born and brought up in Delhi. We moved out just before i started my graduation so which goes to say that I have spent like 17 odd years there ! That if not anything else, you might think, should qualify as an answer to "Where are you from? But no sir- we have lot of qualifiers for that answer. My parents hail from Delhi, both of them were born and brought up there as well, grandparents settled there very early in their life. You might think that at least should qualify. aha, think again.....Coming to the other part of this loop, i am a south indian by origin. Tamil iyer to be precise but believe me my knowledge of my so called mother tongue is really bad. I really do blame folks at home for this actually. We have never really been trained in one single language. Its always been a mixture of at least 3 languages. You might wonder why tho'. Well thats coming down in a bit. ...So anyways, continuing with the origin discussion. By the time people throw your answer (Delhi) into the bin and say "No, where are you really from" (thats something i still have not fathomed you know, whats that 'really' mean? Is it like swear and tell us the truth ?), you have the next answer ready, about being a tamilian of course. This again is very controversial as far as I am concerned. As this immediately to a lot of people means i am from Chennai. No offense meant, chennai people. If this was in north India then its almost like an unwritten law that any south indian irrespective of the native state is a "Madrasi" :-) Quite funny if you think about it. Anyways, by the time you explain to people that No, I am not from chennai of any Tamil Nadu state in fact, they are pretty bombed. ...Tamilian and not from Tamil Nadu, thats pretty weird eh ? Truth is, I am from this place called Palghat in Kerala, or a least my ancestors were. Wonder if ancestral origin=your origin. But i guess in India it does....Anyways, by this time poeple are quite sorry that they even asked me this question. language wise is even worse as my so called native tongue is a mixture of tamil and malayalam and i guess i kill both of them by saying even a sentence !My hindi i think is much better that my mother tongue. ...As I said before we Indians that this radar in our heads which senses origins by even looking at people. Its got a lot to do with your color and features as well. People when they look at me tell me that i don't really look very typically north indian (which i do btw take as a compliment) but wait till they hear me talk. I even talk in english with a delhi accent ! I really like to see confused expressions on their face :-) Its good fun at times. ...Settling in Bangalore has not helped at all. I think my language has become an even weirder mixture of everything....In the end i really do wonder what do people really expect to hear when they ask about your origin. I really have zilch connection with my so called native place. I have physically just been there twice in my whole life both in transit. Is it really about the culture that you follow ? If so then I think my family is really extremely metropolitan and cosmopolitan. We don't really have a typical south indian household so to speak but we have been taught how to read and write in tamil. ...I think it was my parents desperate attempts to pass on something to the next generation. I will not say they failed, but it has complicated things a bit. On the same note, I wonder what I could pass on to the next generation. ...I really can't think of anything else but courage , tolerance and patience to answer this question wherever they are - "So, where are you from ?"
"So, where are you from ?" - thats one question i have dreaded to answer since donkey years. Some of you may wonder why, it does seem like a pretty easy question to answer . Well, the truth is that frankly there is no correct answer to this question. However simple i might make the answer sound, it never really does satisfy the person asking the question. ...Being in the States tho', I have figured that its so much easier to answer the firangs here when they ask that question. "So, where are you from ? " "I am from India". That usually satisfies most of them. Some smart alecs go ahead and ask you where in India coz they have read about a few places (read Taj Mahal here). Even thats pretty straightforward, as long as you give them some city and some proximity about where it fits into the map they are happy....The Indian quizzer is entirely a different ball game. I think we indians have these certain preconceived notions about people's whereabouts as early as even a glance. ...I am a person who has been born and brought up in Delhi. We moved out just before i started my graduation so which goes to say that I have spent like 17 odd years there ! That if not anything else, you might think, should qualify as an answer to "Where are you from? But no sir- we have lot of qualifiers for that answer. My parents hail from Delhi, both of them were born and brought up there as well, grandparents settled there very early in their life. You might think that at least should qualify. aha, think again.....Coming to the other part of this loop, i am a south indian by origin. Tamil iyer to be precise but believe me my knowledge of my so called mother tongue is really bad. I really do blame folks at home for this actually. We have never really been trained in one single language. Its always been a mixture of at least 3 languages. You might wonder why tho'. Well thats coming down in a bit. ...So anyways, continuing with the origin discussion. By the time people throw your answer (Delhi) into the bin and say "No, where are you really from" (thats something i still have not fathomed you know, whats that 'really' mean? Is it like swear and tell us the truth ?), you have the next answer ready, about being a tamilian of course. This again is very controversial as far as I am concerned. As this immediately to a lot of people means i am from Chennai. No offense meant, chennai people. If this was in north India then its almost like an unwritten law that any south indian irrespective of the native state is a "Madrasi" :-) Quite funny if you think about it. Anyways, by the time you explain to people that No, I am not from chennai of any Tamil Nadu state in fact, they are pretty bombed. ...Tamilian and not from Tamil Nadu, thats pretty weird eh ? Truth is, I am from this place called Palghat in Kerala, or a least my ancestors were. Wonder if ancestral origin=your origin. But i guess in India it does....Anyways, by this time poeple are quite sorry that they even asked me this question. language wise is even worse as my so called native tongue is a mixture of tamil and malayalam and i guess i kill both of them by saying even a sentence !My hindi i think is much better that my mother tongue. ...As I said before we Indians that this radar in our heads which senses origins by even looking at people. Its got a lot to do with your color and features as well. People when they look at me tell me that i don't really look very typically north indian (which i do btw take as a compliment) but wait till they hear me talk. I even talk in english with a delhi accent ! I really like to see confused expressions on their face :-) Its good fun at times. ...Settling in Bangalore has not helped at all. I think my language has become an even weirder mixture of everything....In the end i really do wonder what do people really expect to hear when they ask about your origin. I really have zilch connection with my so called native place. I have physically just been there twice in my whole life both in transit. Is it really about the culture that you follow ? If so then I think my family is really extremely metropolitan and cosmopolitan. We don't really have a typical south indian household so to speak but we have been taught how to read and write in tamil. ...I think it was my parents desperate attempts to pass on something to the next generation. I will not say they failed, but it has complicated things a bit. On the same note, I wonder what I could pass on to the next generation. ...I really can't think of anything else but courage , tolerance and patience to answer this question wherever they are - "So, where are you from ?"
Hello !
Experimenting with Hello and Picassa. Still raw but dontcha worry, i will get there :-))
It never ceases to amaze me that there are so many cool things out there now a days ! Half of which you may never even find out about unless you either have geeko friends (which i most certainly do :p) or are a nerd yourself (that.. aahhh .. ummm.. naaa.. hmm...)
Started with this whole blog feed thing when i mailed this dear friend of mine saying, did you check these atom thingies and blogfeed thingies ! Sounds ages ago but yeah, started this whole thing about there are soo many cool things out there.
Tried Picassa after Google acquired it. Sounded cool again (I am using that word too often here ain't i ?)
Today's acquisition was Hello :-)) All again google recommended stuff. This one promises one touch photo blogging and online photo sharing. Sounded too coool :-) (ok, here i go again !)
So, yeah got that and realized that to share photos with people, i need people with Hello login to view my shared snaps :p ! Uff so much for one touch sharing !
But hopefully should be able to rope in somebody ;-)
Monday, August 16, 2004
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
From stories to story books :-)
It was a good and bad day, both at extremes. Day was as chaotic as it could be. Everything that could fail technically was failing left and right ! Its just one of those days where all Murphy's laws are proved beyond belief..
But as I was coming back home, decided to stop by this place called Twice Sold Tales. For the uninitiated, its the book store in Seattle which has at least 8 cats ! I mean, i don't get the concept but they must really love cats ! And considering that its a chain in Seattle with 4 stores, they All must really love cats :-)
I like that shop because its like 'Blossom's book shop in good old Bangalore. Now Blossoms is by far one of my favourite haunts in the city. Any evening I had any time (and money) to spare, you could find me in that cubby hole just off Church st.
Paperback books, second hand books in excellent condition and collector's items like coffee table books you will not find anywhere. I mean, Heaven :-)
But I digress. So, i went to this book shop to look around. Partially it was intentional detour as I wanted to take a look at some Terry Pratchett's. I had been hearing about this so much from a dear friend that I have to say I was tempted to give it a shot. So, i was looking around for any non series book by this author. But what I did find was the first book in the Discworld series.. So, i said what the heck, lets get hooked (that is if i find it really worth getting hooked to :p )!
That was that and I was all set to go when I decided to take a peek at my fav author's section.. Wodehouse :-))))
And guess what, I found this brilliant book by him, almost a collector's item. "Wodehouse on Crime". I looked at the cover and fell in love with it. Its such a beautiful brand new, hard back piece with the subtitle 'A Dozen tales of Fiendish Cunning' !
I mean, fiendish cunning ?? Hmmm... scratch scratch (is this for real?).
Foreword by Isaac Asimov. That did it, I just had to buy it !
I mean, a foreword by Asimov is not something on a Wodehouse that you come across very often.. It is a collector's piece :-)
I take pride in another 2 such books that I have, a Wodehouse dedicated to Agatha Christie and an Agatha Christie dedicated to Wodehouse. I mean, where do you see such things anymore :-)))
This is an excerpt from the foreword - "Crime is not a term most of us would link with that gentlest of humourist, PG Wodehouse, but it is a fact that, perhaps affected by a boyhood diet of the latest Sherlock Holmes as they come off press, he was rarely able to keep his characters within the law. In this collection, the heroes and heroines indulge in gunplay, theft, assault with sharp instruments, arson, fraud and extortion; we shrink from revealing what the bad guys get to. Bertie Wooster, Jeeves, Lord Emsworth, any number of Mulliner friends-and-relations, and the arch fiendess Roberta (Bobbie) Wickham stand shown at last in their true criminious colours. "
Maybe one day I would have collected all Wodehouse novels there are out in this world. It is still but a dream ...
:-)
But as I was coming back home, decided to stop by this place called Twice Sold Tales. For the uninitiated, its the book store in Seattle which has at least 8 cats ! I mean, i don't get the concept but they must really love cats ! And considering that its a chain in Seattle with 4 stores, they All must really love cats :-)
I like that shop because its like 'Blossom's book shop in good old Bangalore. Now Blossoms is by far one of my favourite haunts in the city. Any evening I had any time (and money) to spare, you could find me in that cubby hole just off Church st.
Paperback books, second hand books in excellent condition and collector's items like coffee table books you will not find anywhere. I mean, Heaven :-)
But I digress. So, i went to this book shop to look around. Partially it was intentional detour as I wanted to take a look at some Terry Pratchett's. I had been hearing about this so much from a dear friend that I have to say I was tempted to give it a shot. So, i was looking around for any non series book by this author. But what I did find was the first book in the Discworld series.. So, i said what the heck, lets get hooked (that is if i find it really worth getting hooked to :p )!
That was that and I was all set to go when I decided to take a peek at my fav author's section.. Wodehouse :-))))
And guess what, I found this brilliant book by him, almost a collector's item. "Wodehouse on Crime". I looked at the cover and fell in love with it. Its such a beautiful brand new, hard back piece with the subtitle 'A Dozen tales of Fiendish Cunning' !
I mean, fiendish cunning ?? Hmmm... scratch scratch (is this for real?).
Foreword by Isaac Asimov. That did it, I just had to buy it !
I mean, a foreword by Asimov is not something on a Wodehouse that you come across very often.. It is a collector's piece :-)
I take pride in another 2 such books that I have, a Wodehouse dedicated to Agatha Christie and an Agatha Christie dedicated to Wodehouse. I mean, where do you see such things anymore :-)))
This is an excerpt from the foreword - "Crime is not a term most of us would link with that gentlest of humourist, PG Wodehouse, but it is a fact that, perhaps affected by a boyhood diet of the latest Sherlock Holmes as they come off press, he was rarely able to keep his characters within the law. In this collection, the heroes and heroines indulge in gunplay, theft, assault with sharp instruments, arson, fraud and extortion; we shrink from revealing what the bad guys get to. Bertie Wooster, Jeeves, Lord Emsworth, any number of Mulliner friends-and-relations, and the arch fiendess Roberta (Bobbie) Wickham stand shown at last in their true criminious colours. "
Maybe one day I would have collected all Wodehouse novels there are out in this world. It is still but a dream ...
:-)
Friday, August 06, 2004
An so the story goes di da di...
him(10:49:44 AM): did you like the chicken?
me (10:49:49 AM): na na.. i didnt eat
him(10:50:10 AM): should ve tried - they said it was yummy
me (10:50:26 AM): very funny
him(10:50:32 AM): chicken yummy
him(10:50:32 AM): in my tummy
him(10:50:37 AM): dont tell mummy
me (10:50:54 AM): lets play rummy
him(10:51:10 AM): wow! you're no dummy!
him(10:51:41 AM): (think think)
me (10:52:05 AM): cant get anythin else
him(10:52:15 AM): neither could i
him(10:52:36 AM): but i had one last ditch thing in mind just in case you came up with something
him(10:52:47 AM): :p
me (10:52:52 AM): i am chewing something gummy
me (10:52:55 AM): J
him(10:53:40 AM): hehe..
him(10:53:45 AM): too late - lets try another word, what?
me (10:53:51 AM): what
him(10:54:02 AM): power - watt
him(10:54:43 AM): ok , lets try this: story in verse... lemme start
him(10:54:54 AM): I walked to the river one day
me (10:55:39 AM): my feet were hurting from all the walking on coals the previous night
him(10:56:21 AM): (story in verse!)
him(10:56:27 AM): but i could not get my mind off him - try as i might
me (10:57:02 AM): see its difficult as it is to get rhyming words ! uske upar se story diff. lets just make stories
him(10:57:16 AM): hehe...
him(10:57:23 AM): laughing
him(10:57:28 AM): ok..
me (10:57:33 AM): there were things which were so wrong with us, but then again there were things which were right
me (10:57:47 AM): start again
me (10:57:52 AM): an lets just make a story
him(10:57:58 AM): it had been such a dreamy star-filled night
him(10:57:58 AM): ok!
him(10:58:24 AM): backpack in hand, i headed towards the river
me (11:00:32 AM): little did i know about the impending doom
him(11:02:29 AM): the sky was spotless, the waters crystal clear - i walked on unwary of the lurking future
me (11:04:41 AM): all was still then suddenly
him(11:05:30 AM): a dry leaf fell from the tree above and caught my right eye
me (11:08:16 AM): despite the patch on my eye, it made me jump
him(11:08:37 AM): (what nonsense!)
him(11:08:58 AM): a trifle startled, i bent down to gaze at it inquisitively
me (11:12:02 AM): it brought back memories i had shut down deep inside of me
him(11:19:37 AM): Involuntarily, I took out the old diary which I always carried with myself
me (11:19:59 AM): (idiot what happ to the Palmtop?)
me (11:20:25 AM): then on a second thought brought out my blackberry..
him(11:21:13 AM): ( :p )
him(11:22:25 AM): (damn - i thought it was an old time story )
me (11:23:03 AM): No no.. its recent. its being shot at Baden Baden
him(11:23:09 AM): and then quickly, unhesitatingly, just put it away and with a huge splash, simply dived into the cold water
him(11:23:14 AM): wheres that?
me (11:23:28 AM): Germany..
him(11:23:38 AM): ok
me (11:24:00 AM): it was only then that i noticed her. Skin white as milk and eyes blue as azure
him(11:24:10 AM): (wow!)
him(11:24:47 AM): she was standing in knee deep water, not too far away from where I was
me (11:25:35 AM): she looked as if she desperately tried not to get too much into the water less she gets wet. But the almost wet gown was tantalizing
me (11:25:39 AM): (;))
me (11:26:47 AM): (are we makin a pondy story?)
me (11:26:52 AM):
him(11:26:57 AM): (gown - bull - i was waiting for a chance to get to her clothing - she was wearing nearly nothin but long hair!!)
him(11:26:57 AM): (hehe..)
me (11:27:15 AM): (gown adds to the mystery)
him(11:27:52 AM): i caught her eye - the sound of disturbed water had made her look in my direction
me (11:28:46 AM): She instantly reminded me of Arwen from LOTR !! I gasped and realized I had actually stepped back
me (11:29:02 AM): (:P)
him(11:29:23 AM): (you're taking my lovely story apart )
me (11:29:55 AM): (its supposed to be interesting)
him(11:30:00 AM): ...and stumbled over a protruding rock, and fell with a loud splash into the water again!
me (11:30:29 AM): (ok, this is a logical error. if he steps back an stumbles, how can he fall forward in the water ?)
him(11:31:57 AM): (no no - he has dived in, stood up and then walking back - there's plenty of water all around stupid!)
him(11:32:11 AM): (i mean he has swum for a good 5-6 secs)
him(11:33:01 AM): (whose turn - yours right?)
me (11:33:10 AM): She immediately came over to me, by now she was not worried about her clothes getting wet. Her touch was electrifying. It was like time travel. I thought to myself, Michael J fox must have felt like this in the BTTF
me (11:33:27 AM): ( i can't stop laughing)
him(11:33:48 AM): (my god you are fast - no looking business - direct stuff, eh? )
him(11:33:53 AM): (hehe..)
me (11:34:09 AM): (totally..)
him(11:35:01 AM): Even as I was recovering from my surprise, I felt my hand folding slowly around her waist.
me (11:36:14 AM): After all, I didn't want to drown! I had always been petrified of water since I was a kid. She brought me back to dry land an I found myself thanking her
him(11:37:01 AM): (thanking her - we were on the verge of something totally awsome and sexy and you get to thanking her - what a total let down!! i cant believe it!!)
him(11:37:22 AM): (afraid of water - hello! i just dived into it!!)
me (11:37:41 AM): (i am from the camp of directors who have the penchant for surprising the reader/audience at every scene)
him(11:39:13 AM): It was a clever ploy - I let myself be escorted to stable land in her soft, mesmerizing caress. Isolated droplets of water on her soft skin - the feeling was fascinating.
him(11:39:29 AM): (hehe)
him(11:39:39 AM): (but dont surprise your co-authors!)
me (11:41:21 AM): Before my ploy could proceed any further, i found her walking towards the water again. I wanted to stop her but my voice died in my throat and all I could do was stare at the retreating form
me (11:41:27 AM): (aha)
him(12:55:31 PM): She walked on and on, into deeper waters. I shouted at her to stop but she just kept walking on into the depths of the river and soon she had disappeared altogether into its confines leaving a deathly stillness all around.
him(12:55:36 PM): (had to rush away then )
him(12:56:13 PM): (this is a woman-y script: glimpse, touch, no sex, and bye-bye)
me (12:58:23 PM): I was dumbfounded for what i think were a few minutes. I could almost hear my heat beating fast. After I composed myself again I decided to jump in and find her despite all odds. And I dived and swam for almost 10 mins and I realized to my horror that she was not in the water at all. In fact could not have been at all as the depth of the water was just waist level all over
him(12:59:36 PM): (oooh!)
him(1:02:14 PM): I could not believe it so I dived in again. I swum closer to the area where she had vanished and as the sun came out of the clouds, I could see a small black hole in the rocks, just enough for me to make my way through it.
me (1:07:16 PM): But as I reached the spot where I thought I had seen the black hole, it vanished. I had enough of my under water adventures and decided to go back to the shore. Jus when i surfaced, there she was ! Exactly in the same position as I had seen her first. Waist deep in water and seemingly searching for something in the water !
him(1:09:34 PM): (my god - you can really write total bull, cant you! anyway, you deserve some of your own stuff back... )
me (1:10:04 PM): (i know where i wanna take the story)
him(1:15:21 PM): A trifle annoyed, I still headed over towards her, unable to resist her mysterious charm. And just as I was out of the water to walk towards her, the entire river vanished, like in some fantasy story! Shocked, I stared at where the river had been - and instead saw some guys playing tennis instead. Excited, I ran swiftly to join them.
him(1:15:27 PM): (there!)
me (1:15:47 PM): (ok, now u r screwing up the story)
him(1:16:00 PM): (you started it!)
me (1:17:31 PM): And then , Wham ! I woke up . With beads of perspiration on my forehead i realized that it had all been a dream ! I swore to myself . Imagine dreaming about the lake just on the day I was going camping to Baden Baden. I hoped fervently that this should not dampen my camping
him(1:19:34 PM): It was a quick morning. Within two hours, I found myself on the flight to Germany, looking wistfully at the lovely landscape disappearing into The Atlantic.
me (1:22:07 PM): a short drive on a rental car took me to the glorious lake. I pitched my tent and fixed my hammock, looking forward to a week long blissful solitude. It was amazing how life had touched the mundane note. I had not realized that all the stock options in the world will never bring me one thing that i craved for day in and day out. Peace of mind. (and a woman to love)
me (1:22:21 PM): (i shud really take up writing )
him(1:23:53 PM): (haha!)
me (1:27:33 PM): ( I am soo talented )
him: I took out a copy of "Indiscretions of Archie" and started reading - the blissful mountain breeze fluttering musically around me. In the distance, the mountains peeked over the gorgeous blue lake, raising this wonderful day to a state of incomparable perfection. Ah - life! I said to myself.
him: (please dont get the lady out of the lake again!! )
this-is-me: I was secretly thanking my manager whose insistence of complete ling everything a month before its time led to my mental breakdown. I was almost thrilled to tingles when the doctor said I need at least a month off from work. With all these warm fuzzy thought in my head i dozed off.
me (10:49:49 AM): na na.. i didnt eat
him(10:50:10 AM): should ve tried - they said it was yummy
me (10:50:26 AM): very funny
him(10:50:32 AM): chicken yummy
him(10:50:32 AM): in my tummy
him(10:50:37 AM): dont tell mummy
me (10:50:54 AM): lets play rummy
him(10:51:10 AM): wow! you're no dummy!
him(10:51:41 AM): (think think)
me (10:52:05 AM): cant get anythin else
him(10:52:15 AM): neither could i
him(10:52:36 AM): but i had one last ditch thing in mind just in case you came up with something
him(10:52:47 AM): :p
me (10:52:52 AM): i am chewing something gummy
me (10:52:55 AM): J
him(10:53:40 AM): hehe..
him(10:53:45 AM): too late - lets try another word, what?
me (10:53:51 AM): what
him(10:54:02 AM): power - watt
him(10:54:43 AM): ok , lets try this: story in verse... lemme start
him(10:54:54 AM): I walked to the river one day
me (10:55:39 AM): my feet were hurting from all the walking on coals the previous night
him(10:56:21 AM): (story in verse!)
him(10:56:27 AM): but i could not get my mind off him - try as i might
me (10:57:02 AM): see its difficult as it is to get rhyming words ! uske upar se story diff. lets just make stories
him(10:57:16 AM): hehe...
him(10:57:23 AM): laughing
him(10:57:28 AM): ok..
me (10:57:33 AM): there were things which were so wrong with us, but then again there were things which were right
me (10:57:47 AM): start again
me (10:57:52 AM): an lets just make a story
him(10:57:58 AM): it had been such a dreamy star-filled night
him(10:57:58 AM): ok!
him(10:58:24 AM): backpack in hand, i headed towards the river
me (11:00:32 AM): little did i know about the impending doom
him(11:02:29 AM): the sky was spotless, the waters crystal clear - i walked on unwary of the lurking future
me (11:04:41 AM): all was still then suddenly
him(11:05:30 AM): a dry leaf fell from the tree above and caught my right eye
me (11:08:16 AM): despite the patch on my eye, it made me jump
him(11:08:37 AM): (what nonsense!)
him(11:08:58 AM): a trifle startled, i bent down to gaze at it inquisitively
me (11:12:02 AM): it brought back memories i had shut down deep inside of me
him(11:19:37 AM): Involuntarily, I took out the old diary which I always carried with myself
me (11:19:59 AM): (idiot what happ to the Palmtop?)
me (11:20:25 AM): then on a second thought brought out my blackberry..
him(11:21:13 AM): ( :p )
him(11:22:25 AM): (damn - i thought it was an old time story )
me (11:23:03 AM): No no.. its recent. its being shot at Baden Baden
him(11:23:09 AM): and then quickly, unhesitatingly, just put it away and with a huge splash, simply dived into the cold water
him(11:23:14 AM): wheres that?
me (11:23:28 AM): Germany..
him(11:23:38 AM): ok
me (11:24:00 AM): it was only then that i noticed her. Skin white as milk and eyes blue as azure
him(11:24:10 AM): (wow!)
him(11:24:47 AM): she was standing in knee deep water, not too far away from where I was
me (11:25:35 AM): she looked as if she desperately tried not to get too much into the water less she gets wet. But the almost wet gown was tantalizing
me (11:25:39 AM): (;))
me (11:26:47 AM): (are we makin a pondy story?)
me (11:26:52 AM):
him(11:26:57 AM): (gown - bull - i was waiting for a chance to get to her clothing - she was wearing nearly nothin but long hair!!)
him(11:26:57 AM): (hehe..)
me (11:27:15 AM): (gown adds to the mystery)
him(11:27:52 AM): i caught her eye - the sound of disturbed water had made her look in my direction
me (11:28:46 AM): She instantly reminded me of Arwen from LOTR !! I gasped and realized I had actually stepped back
me (11:29:02 AM): (:P)
him(11:29:23 AM): (you're taking my lovely story apart )
me (11:29:55 AM): (its supposed to be interesting)
him(11:30:00 AM): ...and stumbled over a protruding rock, and fell with a loud splash into the water again!
me (11:30:29 AM): (ok, this is a logical error. if he steps back an stumbles, how can he fall forward in the water ?)
him(11:31:57 AM): (no no - he has dived in, stood up and then walking back - there's plenty of water all around stupid!)
him(11:32:11 AM): (i mean he has swum for a good 5-6 secs)
him(11:33:01 AM): (whose turn - yours right?)
me (11:33:10 AM): She immediately came over to me, by now she was not worried about her clothes getting wet. Her touch was electrifying. It was like time travel. I thought to myself, Michael J fox must have felt like this in the BTTF
me (11:33:27 AM): ( i can't stop laughing)
him(11:33:48 AM): (my god you are fast - no looking business - direct stuff, eh? )
him(11:33:53 AM): (hehe..)
me (11:34:09 AM): (totally..)
him(11:35:01 AM): Even as I was recovering from my surprise, I felt my hand folding slowly around her waist.
me (11:36:14 AM): After all, I didn't want to drown! I had always been petrified of water since I was a kid. She brought me back to dry land an I found myself thanking her
him(11:37:01 AM): (thanking her - we were on the verge of something totally awsome and sexy and you get to thanking her - what a total let down!! i cant believe it!!)
him(11:37:22 AM): (afraid of water - hello! i just dived into it!!)
me (11:37:41 AM): (i am from the camp of directors who have the penchant for surprising the reader/audience at every scene)
him(11:39:13 AM): It was a clever ploy - I let myself be escorted to stable land in her soft, mesmerizing caress. Isolated droplets of water on her soft skin - the feeling was fascinating.
him(11:39:29 AM): (hehe)
him(11:39:39 AM): (but dont surprise your co-authors!)
me (11:41:21 AM): Before my ploy could proceed any further, i found her walking towards the water again. I wanted to stop her but my voice died in my throat and all I could do was stare at the retreating form
me (11:41:27 AM): (aha)
him(12:55:31 PM): She walked on and on, into deeper waters. I shouted at her to stop but she just kept walking on into the depths of the river and soon she had disappeared altogether into its confines leaving a deathly stillness all around.
him(12:55:36 PM): (had to rush away then )
him(12:56:13 PM): (this is a woman-y script: glimpse, touch, no sex, and bye-bye)
me (12:58:23 PM): I was dumbfounded for what i think were a few minutes. I could almost hear my heat beating fast. After I composed myself again I decided to jump in and find her despite all odds. And I dived and swam for almost 10 mins and I realized to my horror that she was not in the water at all. In fact could not have been at all as the depth of the water was just waist level all over
him(12:59:36 PM): (oooh!)
him(1:02:14 PM): I could not believe it so I dived in again. I swum closer to the area where she had vanished and as the sun came out of the clouds, I could see a small black hole in the rocks, just enough for me to make my way through it.
me (1:07:16 PM): But as I reached the spot where I thought I had seen the black hole, it vanished. I had enough of my under water adventures and decided to go back to the shore. Jus when i surfaced, there she was ! Exactly in the same position as I had seen her first. Waist deep in water and seemingly searching for something in the water !
him(1:09:34 PM): (my god - you can really write total bull, cant you! anyway, you deserve some of your own stuff back... )
me (1:10:04 PM): (i know where i wanna take the story)
him(1:15:21 PM): A trifle annoyed, I still headed over towards her, unable to resist her mysterious charm. And just as I was out of the water to walk towards her, the entire river vanished, like in some fantasy story! Shocked, I stared at where the river had been - and instead saw some guys playing tennis instead. Excited, I ran swiftly to join them.
him(1:15:27 PM): (there!)
me (1:15:47 PM): (ok, now u r screwing up the story)
him(1:16:00 PM): (you started it!)
me (1:17:31 PM): And then , Wham ! I woke up . With beads of perspiration on my forehead i realized that it had all been a dream ! I swore to myself . Imagine dreaming about the lake just on the day I was going camping to Baden Baden. I hoped fervently that this should not dampen my camping
him(1:19:34 PM): It was a quick morning. Within two hours, I found myself on the flight to Germany, looking wistfully at the lovely landscape disappearing into The Atlantic.
me (1:22:07 PM): a short drive on a rental car took me to the glorious lake. I pitched my tent and fixed my hammock, looking forward to a week long blissful solitude. It was amazing how life had touched the mundane note. I had not realized that all the stock options in the world will never bring me one thing that i craved for day in and day out. Peace of mind. (and a woman to love)
me (1:22:21 PM): (i shud really take up writing )
him(1:23:53 PM): (haha!)
me (1:27:33 PM): ( I am soo talented )
him: I took out a copy of "Indiscretions of Archie" and started reading - the blissful mountain breeze fluttering musically around me. In the distance, the mountains peeked over the gorgeous blue lake, raising this wonderful day to a state of incomparable perfection. Ah - life! I said to myself.
him: (please dont get the lady out of the lake again!! )
this-is-me: I was secretly thanking my manager whose insistence of complete ling everything a month before its time led to my mental breakdown. I was almost thrilled to tingles when the doctor said I need at least a month off from work. With all these warm fuzzy thought in my head i dozed off.
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