Brick Lane...

Feminism is not hating men, it is women having the freedom and choice to do what they want to. 

Still Wobbling In Love...

(From this blog)

Though the song is based on the 2004 Madrid train bombings, it still makes sense otherwise.

If I were prettier and smarter
If I were special; if I looked like a model
I might have the courage to cross the carriage
And ask you who you are.


You sit in front and do not even notice
That I am wearing my special skirt for you
And on seeing me you heave a yawn at the window pane.
My eyes well up.


Suddenly you look at me, I look at you and you sigh.
I close my eyes, you look away.
I hardly breathe; I feel small
And I begin to tremble.

And thus pass the days from Monday to Friday
Like the swallows from the poem by Bécquer.
From station to station, in front of you and me
The silence comes and goes.

Suddenly you look at me, I look at you and you sigh.
I close my eyes, you look away.
I hardly breathe; I feel small
And I begin to tremble.

And then it happens, my lips wake up
Stuttering your name.
I assume that you are thinking “What a silly girl!”
And I want to die

But then time stops and you move closer saying
“I do not even know you and I already miss you.
Every morning I skip the non-stop one
And take this train”

As we are about to arrive, my life has changed.
A special day, this eleventh of March
You take my hand, we arrive at a tunnel
And it goes dark.

I find your face with my hands.
I gather courage and kiss you on the lips.
You say that you love me and I give you
The last faint beat of my heart.

Last Dinosaurs...

If you died tomorrow...what would be your biggest regret?

Mine would be that I didn't travel enough, that I didn't see the Pyramids, that I didn't sky dive and/or Bunjee Jump, that I didn't love fully and yes, that I didn't get to make love M&B style in a desert under the stars.

*****
I'll never lose you, even after you're gone and I am no more the same, the person I used to be. I'll always have you; cause I have you in a box called Favourites. Safe.

Just the way I knew you: adorable and lovable.


*****
The rains that cleansed the gutters of my heart, you should know that now flowers blossom where hurt and fear once lurked. Thank you.


*****
I wonder what would happen if men just became biologically incapable of having more than one child. Like you know, once in a life time seed. You get to have only one kid in your life time.

I wonder if men would become more faithful. Cause you know, the reason they give us when men stray is that it's just men's nature to want to mate with as many women as possible, you know, keep the race going, spread the seed and all. Evolutionary stuff. Well, what if you just take that away? One woman, one kid?

I have no doubt it would totally overturn the order we have in the world right now. Virgin men would be like the hottest thing on the planet (and not wimmen) for one. But I am still doubtful as to whether it would discourage men from straying. Hmn...

The Clock Talks...

What day is it
and in what month
this clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up
and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

cause it's you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

all of the things that I want to say
just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping inwards
you got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

cause it's you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

there's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
everything she does is beautiful
everything she does is right

you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you

what day is it
and in what month
this clock never seemed so alive

Jungle Book...

So the nephew's coming over to India for a vacation and I can't wait to buy all those colourful children's books and read stories to him :)

You & Yours...

Tonight I lingered over your name,

the delicate assembly of vowels

a voice inside my head.

You were sleeping when I arrived.

I stood by your bed

and watched the sheets rise gently.

I knew what slant of light

would make you turn over.

It was then I felt

the highways slide out of my hands.

I remembered the old men

in the west side cafe,

dealing dominoes like magical charms.

It was then I knew,

like a woman looking backward,

I could not leave you,

or find anyone I loved more.

- Naomi Shihab Nye

Behind The Rocks...

I think the loneliest one can feel in Mumbai is perhaps at Marine Drive. When you see the whole stretch dotted with twos, each in the arms of a loved one, one can't help but feel a twinge.