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Hope - Happy 1st.

I won't apologize. Since my last post, I haven't felt the urge to write, the urge to share, or generally put down on paper the million musings in my head. I blame it largely on my husband of one year, The Lawyer, who made me so comfortable that I forgot to come here and crib or whine about most things. . . . touchwood. . .

"Perhaps all art is a nothing but a road from lovelessness. A means to manage the void. Because love, in its ripeness, annihilates the impulse to create simply because it is creation.The lived experience seeks no outward expression, private and secure in its own self, it just is."

Love has filled me with hope, I wish to fly, to dream , to travel and to share every little joy with this man who wakes me up with a smile.

So I want to go to Paris this coming summer, click cliched photographs, kiss you by the Seine ,come back home  and have a baby.

Happy first anniversary, my love.

So enough solitude, I decided, back with a bang I am.

Having left you in the lurch for two months, I have traveled  to Australia and back, stopped in Kuala Lumpur on the way, read a couple of great books, introspected on life and whiled away my time in general.

Lets start chronologically, The husband and I left for a 10 day trip to Australia on June 1st, stopped in Malaysia for one humid day and finally reached Melbourne on a chilly Sunday morning to be received by Bunty and Ram at the airport, to say it was a wonderful vacation would be a gross understatement. It was a replenishing experience, one that made me want to go to work after we returned. Visiting a foreign land, seeing how people live there,deciphering the landscape of their civilization, is something that changes your outlook to a great many things, it makes you more tolerant of the world and its people, at the same time bringing the humbling reverie that the Universe has so much to teach you.

Australia, with its vast una…
"its a little bit funny, this feeling inside. . . I'm not one of those who can, easily hide. . . "

So sang Elton John in what used to be a favorite song of mine, back in college. . .but college was years ago, it was a couple of great friends ago. It was before I knew better. It was before I sat in front of a computer all day and made polite conversation with colleagues. It was before I met the love of my life and got married. College was before the only people I call friends moved to another continent. College was before I felt horrible about losing friends but claimed I didn't miss them anymore.

I do miss you guys, the parts of my life that you lived in, you left empty. You moved on and I move around bearing the imprints of your friendship on my tiny heart, no one matches up or rather I don't try any more. It was easier to bump into people and become friends when we were aimless kids, we're still aimless but everyone comes with an expiry date now.

Or maybe …
at this point, my mailbox is so full of unread junk that I am actually considering opening a new account instead. . . .

Ah Blackberry. . .
I am at work on a saturday morning. No, I haven't developed an interest in my job since I posted last, but this saturday is working, in lieu of some weekday they let us have life.

So since I was last here, Bunty has gotten married, and as of yesterday moved to Australia. The wedding was a blast and all the running around the Lawyer and I were subjected to was well worth it for she was so happy.

We played Holi yesterday, Our first together. Well what can I say I am still in varying shades of pink.

Not much else to report, there's that wave of existentialism that keeps coming and going. I dont know what to make of it.

Do I want this job? Do I want another job?

Ah well, we'll figure it out as we go along.


23 = grown up. . .

I am in office, its 11 am and its my 23rd birthday.

I dont feel the usual birthday euphoria neither am i turning into an enthu cutlet yet. . . but I am happy. .

p.s. I didnt know what i wanted for my birthday, The Lawyer however did. I got the most comfortable chair ever, its huge and so cozy. . . It feels wonderful to be taken care of like this.