Today, on the occasion of India's 62nd Independence Day, I would just like to say that let's hope that India continues to work towards a brighter future. Where everyone, no matter how young or old, rich or poor, hip-clubber or farm-tilling villager, North Indian or South Indian, vegetarian or a cannibal, follower of any religion, member of any caste, belonging to any race, continues to find their place and contribute meaningfully to this amazing nation.
I know that many of us, including me, have very often criticised India for all the bad things - poor government, corruption, pollution and what not. Well, today, let's focus on the good, the healthy, the pure. Let us not think of the riots, but of the harmony that has existed amongst one of the most diverse populations of the world, not of the cultural degradation and the Shiv Sena, but of the rich culture, the myriad of dance forms, cuisines, languages, clothes, mindsets. Let us for this one day, applaud our country for what it really is, a motherland, which we shall cherish all our lives no matter how far away we go from it!
Jai Hind!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Here's hoping some dreams don't come true.
So the good news is that my internship is FINALLY over. After dragging on for ever so long. Well if you think about it, it wasn't all that bad. But then again, it's just one of those things that make better memories than experiences.
Now I am left with 3 weeks of NOTHING to do. Zilch. Zheeero. It's gonna be watching movies and re-reading novels at home that I've already read lots of times before.
I've been having some random nightmares. I always tend to dream of things that worry me or carry the potential to turn into a headache later.
The first was that my stupid travel agent had gotten my Visa made for the wrong dates, of about a month after I was actually supposed to leave.
Another dream I had that my exchange uni had told me due to some problems I couldn't actually go there. And my own uni people told me there was an option open for me to go to a Taiwan uni if I was interested. I had to say yes immediately if I wanted the spot, so I did because I really wanted to go on exchange. The uni was located amidst mountains (like the ones I saw on my (relatively) recent Buddhism trip). And I remember being very heartbroken by the fact that I was stuck there, and there was no way whatsoever I would have the money to go to York in a few days even if a spot opened up.
Oh and I also dreamt of a shop selling bathrobes.
Well thankfully all three of those things shall not be a problem in the future, so let's see what other things my anxious subconscience dreams of next.
You know how when we always plead with and cajole God to give us what we want? Maybe instead we should trust his judgement and stop asking him for things. Because sometimes, when he doesn't give us what we ask for, it is for the best. Maybe something better is on the way.
Now I am left with 3 weeks of NOTHING to do. Zilch. Zheeero. It's gonna be watching movies and re-reading novels at home that I've already read lots of times before.
I've been having some random nightmares. I always tend to dream of things that worry me or carry the potential to turn into a headache later.
The first was that my stupid travel agent had gotten my Visa made for the wrong dates, of about a month after I was actually supposed to leave.
Another dream I had that my exchange uni had told me due to some problems I couldn't actually go there. And my own uni people told me there was an option open for me to go to a Taiwan uni if I was interested. I had to say yes immediately if I wanted the spot, so I did because I really wanted to go on exchange. The uni was located amidst mountains (like the ones I saw on my (relatively) recent Buddhism trip). And I remember being very heartbroken by the fact that I was stuck there, and there was no way whatsoever I would have the money to go to York in a few days even if a spot opened up.
Oh and I also dreamt of a shop selling bathrobes.
Well thankfully all three of those things shall not be a problem in the future, so let's see what other things my anxious subconscience dreams of next.
You know how when we always plead with and cajole God to give us what we want? Maybe instead we should trust his judgement and stop asking him for things. Because sometimes, when he doesn't give us what we ask for, it is for the best. Maybe something better is on the way.
The trouble with love is...
Ooooohhh...
Oooohhhh ya
Mmmmm
Love can be a many splendid thing
Has another joy you bring
A dozen roses
Diamond rings
Dreams for sale
And fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you'll just want the world to see
But like a drunk that makes you blind
It'll fool you every time
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
Gets stronger then your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See you've got no say at all
Now I was just a once a fool it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call my name
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
Gets stronger then your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See you've got no say at all
Every time I turn around
I think I've got it all
My heart keeps callin
And I keep on fallin
Over and over again
This set story always ends the same
Me standin in the pouring rain
It seems no matter what I do
It tears my heart in two
The trouble with love is (the trouble with love)
It can tear you up inside (it can tear you up in side)
Make your heart believe a lie (Make your heart believe a lie)
Gets stronger then your pride
(The trouble with love is) See your heart its in your soul
(It doesn't care how fast you fall) You wont remember control (?)
(And you can't refuse the call)
See you've got no say at all
The trouble with love is (Oooo....ya)
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie (the trouble with love..)
Oooohhhh ya
Mmmmm
Love can be a many splendid thing
Has another joy you bring
A dozen roses
Diamond rings
Dreams for sale
And fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you'll just want the world to see
But like a drunk that makes you blind
It'll fool you every time
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
Gets stronger then your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See you've got no say at all
Now I was just a once a fool it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call my name
The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
Gets stronger then your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See you've got no say at all
Every time I turn around
I think I've got it all
My heart keeps callin
And I keep on fallin
Over and over again
This set story always ends the same
Me standin in the pouring rain
It seems no matter what I do
It tears my heart in two
The trouble with love is (the trouble with love)
It can tear you up inside (it can tear you up in side)
Make your heart believe a lie (Make your heart believe a lie)
Gets stronger then your pride
(The trouble with love is) See your heart its in your soul
(It doesn't care how fast you fall) You wont remember control (?)
(And you can't refuse the call)
See you've got no say at all
The trouble with love is (Oooo....ya)
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie (the trouble with love..)
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Musings of my mind
Today I have a lot of things that I want to write about.
The first thing that I've been pondering on today is how I've had this desire to run away for a while now, to escape from my present, towards something in the past or in the future. Since the beginning of the semester, I've been waiting for my exchange to start. During my summer programme, at certain points, I remember wishing it would just end and I could go back to Singapore. And then once it did end, I wanted to go back to it. And then I tried to console myself with the idea of internship. And now that I'm doing the internship I want to run away to Canada. A month more is what it'll take. Let's see if this desire to run away from things ends then or not.
Another thing I've been thinking of is how we all go through phases where we feel useless, directionless and depressed because of it. When they look around at those around and feel so much less productive than them. Thankfully mine is over, at least for the time being, but there always seems to be someone or the other around who's going through it.
Personal space is a concept many people seem to be totally unaware of. When the distance between you and the next person lessens to the degree of discomfort, it is but natural to pull away. When that doesn't happen, it leads to my face going like :|
Then again it needs to be acknowledged that for different people of different cultures, the meaning of appropriate behaviour differs. Like holding another guy's hand and stroking it, or kissing another grown man on the cheek (both of which I have witnessed in the past 2 days) might not seem disturbing to people here, but boy-oh-boy when I see it, my mouth goes like :O
The first thing that I've been pondering on today is how I've had this desire to run away for a while now, to escape from my present, towards something in the past or in the future. Since the beginning of the semester, I've been waiting for my exchange to start. During my summer programme, at certain points, I remember wishing it would just end and I could go back to Singapore. And then once it did end, I wanted to go back to it. And then I tried to console myself with the idea of internship. And now that I'm doing the internship I want to run away to Canada. A month more is what it'll take. Let's see if this desire to run away from things ends then or not.
Another thing I've been thinking of is how we all go through phases where we feel useless, directionless and depressed because of it. When they look around at those around and feel so much less productive than them. Thankfully mine is over, at least for the time being, but there always seems to be someone or the other around who's going through it.
Personal space is a concept many people seem to be totally unaware of. When the distance between you and the next person lessens to the degree of discomfort, it is but natural to pull away. When that doesn't happen, it leads to my face going like :|
Then again it needs to be acknowledged that for different people of different cultures, the meaning of appropriate behaviour differs. Like holding another guy's hand and stroking it, or kissing another grown man on the cheek (both of which I have witnessed in the past 2 days) might not seem disturbing to people here, but boy-oh-boy when I see it, my mouth goes like :O
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