Read long back:
Distance to Love is like Wind to the Fire. It extinguishes the small and enflames the large.
I can vouch to say it is true.
Read long back:
Distance to Love is like Wind to the Fire. It extinguishes the small and enflames the large.
I can vouch to say it is true.
Today’s prediction goes like this:
You nostalgically long for the return to routine, as it makes you feel more secure. Today marks a change for the better as your workload increases to give you exactly what you need. There is less time to wander off into your own insecurities with so much to do. Don’t waste any time; start taking care of business now.
It it not farther from how I feel. I want to return to routine – jogging, riding my own car, enjoying a coffee in ‘Cafe Day’ at ITPL, working with the team, teasing my BIL, having ‘sex on the beach’ and so on and on. I miss it. I can’t wait to get into my rhythm.
But first, the work in hand. Got to finish much in these two weeks.
I was already feeling bit disturbed and depressed from Friday night for reasons, I don’t know of.
Yesterday I went to Air France counter in the Airport to change my ticket dates. The travel desk at the firm, back in India, informed me that they have done whatever needs to be done and all that I have to do is to collect the tickets.
I don’t know how everything manages to happen in an exactly wrong way for me? Apparently the morons had booked the original ticket as non-endorsable to cut the cost. So it is not possible to modify the ticket.
So even though I would finish up the contract by Wednesday, I will have to stay here until Saturday to catch the flight. I’ll reach India only by Monday.
Pretty pissed off.
P.S: Yet I finished the day in a good mood. Here is why: When I got back to the room, I was feeling rather disappointed. Still, I gathered some strength and went out to buy a swim goggle. Then in the late night I went down to the swimming pool and practiced for about an hour. At first, I was afraid because it is an unsupervised pool and the water was wavy. But I decided to do what I wanted to do. And slowly I did swim. I am still swimming breath-wise rather than length-wise. I am content though.
For some unknown reason I am pretty depressed from Friday evening. I tried to reason it out and it doesn
It happened almost two decades ago. But it left a deep rooted concern in me. I wouldn
In exactly 2 weeks, I will be in India. Hippip Hooray!
I am looking forward to those days after 8 weeks of excruciatingly painful lonely days and long working hours.
One might wonder why I talk so much about instincts. You might even say I am nuts (meaning immature) to place my future on instincts.
The answer is: I am not. Listen, I don
When I left to Toronto, AKN gifted me a card which said,
I know what you thought when you read the title; oh! Come on Joseph, not another snake dream!
No, this is not about those dreams that haunt us in the night. I am talking about those heart desires that bring about a tingling sensation; those that send Goosebumps over the body.
Do you still have them? Do you cherish them? What do you do to achieve them? When everyone is dreaming, do you stay awake to achieve them?
I did. When I grew up, one of the dreams I had, was to have a car. Mind you, I am talking about days when I had almost nothing as pocket money because my parents couldn
Yesterday along with a Lebanese guy, I went to Hooters restaurant. It is an American concept and as with anything American, there is a subtle sexism in the concept – the chain employs only gal waitress, who are dressed in white tank top and a short orange runner’s shorts. Food is a regular American chips, wings and burgers.
It was just another dinner time.