After last nights performance it dawned on me that I’ve been choosing the same song for the past decade. Guess it’s time to find a new number to perform to. Any suggestions??!!
Finally got around to photographing this plain teacup that is seemingly hosting a party within. The sight of that drum-set gets me every single time. Just the notion of everything it represents appeals to me on so many levels.
Especially when, there are multiple timezones and technology involved. I guess the pitfall in a techie’s life is the inevitable spread across multiple timezones. Logged in to Facebook multiple times this weekend to co-ordinate with a lot of people for a very dear friend’s fancy upcoming wedding and I got sucked into a hilarious conversation with the gang from my first job that allowed me to use all the information gathered from the current heated political climate.
In the meantime, Kini’s pictures of sailing the Lac Leman has been making me feel so nostalgic about that afternoon almost two years ago, when he and Tony dragged me to go sailing in Geneva. Such a flood of memories from that glorious year. 2015 truly was a stellar year for me.
Arya just in the opening minute completely knocked the wind outta me. Had such an epic evening watching the season premiere of GoT with R&D. Will miss these guys terribly when they move to Boston this fall. They really are the best neighbours a girl can ask for.
Everyone loved the Fire and Ice themed drinks. We just have to see if R&Shok succeed in their pledge to try and catch all 60+ episodes before the end of this season 😉.
One of the most amazing things I saw online after this episode premiere was this post on Instagram.
Unlike Phoebe, at our home we’re dealing with an electronic birthday candle that has been refusing to die all day!!!!! Even after the birthday boy got irritated and subject the said candle to water boarding. In the end it has ended up in a dumpster wrapped in an old tea towel. And when I turned around to leave, this is what I heard….
PS: 6:45 AM – I’m leaving from mums place and it’s still ringing.
Post PS edit: 10:37 AM – received this message from the SIL – “Di this thing is still ringing 😩”.
The Trevi fountain is the very stuff of which dreams are made. Neptune and his merpeople taming the ocean waters depicted in stone is a vision of mythical proportions. And maybe that is why even though I avoid cliché-d experiences like the plague, I couldn’t help throwing coins over my shoulder and making a wish. Met a lovely young French couple from Marseille whose kids made the cutest wishes.
And just like I had at the gates of the Colosseum, I caught myself wondering how I would have never guessed that there would be a day when I would be putting my knowledge about Roman numerals from the second grade in school to use, in order to read dates inscribed on the Pantheon. It’s as surreal a realisation as it can get.
Life has brought me a very very long way. To a time when I can carve out magical days for myself instead of waiting for the cosmos to make them happen. I’m thanking all the 2000 Roman Gods in whose honour Julius Agrippa originally had this building commissioned.
Me: Ma have a good week. Hope you’re feeling better, has the fever has gone down?
(Attach picture of a flower to help brighten her mood. Since flowers act like chocolate on my green thumbed mother’s mood)
Ma : I love that flower
Ma: I know that flower
Ma: Where did you see it
(at this point I’m wondering why my mother refuses to use punctuations)
Me: I saw some in Bhutan. Such pretty flowers. But the plant was filled with thorns.
Ma: WHY DID YOU NOT BRING ME THE PLANT