I want to

grow a tree
tall

I saw

the eyes of darkness
walk towards me
the green eyes of a cat.

Power hierarchy

Must have seen it on this blog.. that if I come across something for the second time.. it gets here..

Saw power hierarchy in a summary of David Sedaris's 'The Big Boy' from 'Me Talk Pretty One day'.
Then apparently there is a power hierarchy in the 64 kalas too. But really is one art higher than another?

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Another interesting set of words...

Buyer's remorse. Heard of it when a new buyer wanted to sell his house.

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I am getting old. I am trying to learn a new language from the a word a day, but I dont think its helping('Listen Up. Its not Happening!' - Pink). I seem to remember only words that catch my attention and that happens to be rare too. So I will never talk Pretty one day.

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"Me Talk Pretty One Day", is about Sedaris's attempts to learn French.

Urgus Blogus

Before I can attend to Sonny's Blues....

Flopsie is now sitting next to me like Hobbes..and looking at me ith whatever vision allowed by its overwhelming hair on its muzzle..
Was on the Urgus walkus(when the germ of walking set in, it was energetic weather, in 5 min it got hot.. its too less a time to be in the ecstatic state.. so just continues) and saw small bowls of water for pets. Had seen few people with the same bag and thought it to be some pet show.. then it occurred to me that it was the walk to save animals.. saw only dogs..

Woodstock

Heard of Woodstock yesterday after watching American Gangster.
There are always going to be things to know.

Sin like white chocolate

Ignore mugshots 3-5.
Criminals 1 & 2 - In my office, there are 3 vases in a row, which look just like these
white chocolate cups. How am I supposed to resist the high hanging treats?
Somebody remind me, that I am not a monster and I can hurt a tooth or two biting stone.

Scottsdale mall

Mud tracks

My friends haunt

Intel pavement

Cant write better than light

Destination dining

Was reading about a restaurant in Phoenix New Times and the place was not for destination dining. hmm...cant recall a desperate DD.

11 year old bullfighter

Was watching a program 'How young is too young' on abc..
When I read 'Death in the Afternoon' by Hemingway, I thought this book answers all the questions about bullfighting. Now I cant recall, if Papa talks anything about how young could a matador get.
It is artistic to see the kid move his cape like he is just maneuvering a hand fan.

small mushrooms

At first, there are mushrooms.
Some edible and the rest poisonous and wild.
Of the edible, the regular,
then,the portabellas which can form the base of a good meal,
then there are the small mushrooms. Even if you have hundreds of them, you have to tell yourself you are having a mushroom. Totally Alice Land.

PS: smelt Thai Basil and saw lemon grass.

Dreamcatcher

Was watching this movie..
wasnt the plan at all...
Anyways, for the last 1 month, I have been 3 feet away from a dreamcatcher and I didnt know it.
I have realised horror can be tolerated for suspense.

See it to believe it

When I heard of the equinox and the sun glaring into the drivers eyes, I was just listening. Its TV speaking. There was a women with troubled eyes staring into the sun while driving. The proof.
Last Tuesday driving west, I had my tryst with the relentless sun. The visor was miles away from helping. No maneuvre would help. The only two helpful things were on the road. The palm trees and the metal of the traffic lights.

Dragon fruit- Pitaya

I tried this yesterday at my friends place. I dont really remember how a kiwi tastes, as I am a little wary of those black little things... I think thats the closest this fruit gets in taste.. and I didnt know it came in white too..

frybread

When I read that Barbara Kingsolver took her daughter Camille to the Heard Musuem and tried fry bread and their fingers were sticky with honey, so I wanted to know about that...
Now I am reading about pupusa and to understand Geri Koeppel's description of it tasting like a 'cross between tamales and fry bread'... I had to take a small diversion...
BTB

Dessert with a story

This dessert Semla, killed a king.
I dont believe I passed payasam and rasmalai today at Udupi. I think its because last time I had a sweet there, it was syrup of one in another that somehow ruined the dessert's authenticity.

Should the spoon out?

Looking at the picture, having read all the description of what the food was... one thing that caught my eye was the spoon.. I havent seen many food presentations. But, in the ones that I have seen is it the first time that I am seeing the spoon.
I wanted to know what that means in the food presentation.
I like the message.. 'Go Ahead and eat it!'.. But.. I want to look at some fantastic Eggplant Rollatini and float .. and then the steel spoon just brings me back...

Marcela Broussard feels, "Why upset the perfect state of equilibrium found on the surface of a crème caramel? The smooth-as-glass surface is the garnish here--along with a spoon."

Now the spoon's really fighting the garnish that could have been in there or the empty spot.

Beer Bong

Beer Pong

Sinigang- Filipino dish

Corn Palace

Bare cactus bear/rear rare flower

Pastels and Paleness.
Appreciation for existence without promise.
An ignored bright lotus.

Wonders a child
why her parents cared much for her
retarded sibling.

Surds

Some smells are surds, in that they are unresolved expressions (wiki)

Book Time

Yesterday saw this program on channel 8, ASU TV. ( Thankfully its not Casanova play time yet!)

There was Lee Smith talking about her writing. I dont know her. Her accent, the flash of her teeth and smile, made me think that I could place her if she was younger. So I kept watching for the clue. Lou Crabtree was an interesting person to know about.

Went into the kitchen. Fixed some dinner. Back after a while, saw Rob Kingsolver on the screen and saw a lady walk in the wilderness explaining that it was her playground. I was wondering if she was Barbara Kingsolver. Initially the movements, social injustice, she was talking of didnt ring well with the idea I have of her from the 'High Tide in Tucson' book of hers that I am reading.. As I followed her South to West, The Bean Trees talk... it was interesting to know her story, all the things her fans send her.

Introduction to Wall paper and Ted Kooser

After reading the first line of the 'Abandoned Farmhouse' poem, I was reminded of a huge man with legs overgrowing his bed. That was an image from one of the high school poems. As I read along, I thought this is going in a Sherlock Holme fashion. When I reached the 'bedroom wall papered with lilacs', I was certain it was the same poem. That was my introduction to wall paper.

Iris

She danced like a doll.
Dolls with cheap Raymonds pen blue eyes,
irises with gradations and a hint of spokes.
Her iris was black.

love this song

Its 'Horse with no name'.

The line - In the desert, you cant remember your name

caught my attention.

Lunch at Sesame Street

Today I saw a small puppet worm climb over a small wall and scream ..'Lunch' eating into an apple.

What would it be like?

Not all of the article is interesting to me. But it makes me wonder, why I never thought of what is the smell on the moon like?
In many mythologies, it is believed that people are made from earth and return to the dust. If there were people on Moon or Mars, they would be made of dust from that place. From the news of it, they would be pretty corrosive people to come in contact with. Has someone warned Carl Sagan about this?
The moon's a desert and if it has any plants, I might know what the summer evening smells like- Arizona summer evening.

Big Fish

This is to say that its for real. If you look at the brown 14x14 in cloth with beautiful alternating blue and red emblem prints, learn soon - thats a testimony to me treating a Japanese girl to Indian food. The cooking was a long drawn 5 hour affair. How much ever explanation of what and how I cooked is never going to convince my roomate who is all laughs and wonders about what could one cook beyond an hour.
In all senses, my roomates have a better aesthetic. Earlier I used to stick this cloth on the wall as a square. But now they placed it diagonally and it looks terrific.

Starving the chefs

It might as well be the new manners. My friends complain that I dont call them over for dinner. I can never cook for someone who can do better than me. I guess I wouldnt feed them till they would figure it best to drop their taste to survive.
On second thoughts, my roomate- the In-House chef, appreciates my cooking despite it being below par for her standards. Reason - she gets bored with her cooking. All I have to do is wait for my friends to cook, cook , cook and then I can think of feeding them without the guilt of offending their tongues.

In optimal

Cooking Deliciously. My roommate thinks that she fails to cook well when she tries in larger quantities. The rest of us devoured what she made. I enjoyed the fried peanuts in the upma, didnt quite like the tomatoes in it (cause I dont like it as an ingredient in this dish), loved the smell of it and tried to orchestrate it with hot tea. Somehow I didnt get the balance right. Tea is no good when it cools down. I had to have another cup of hot tea to get the feeling of having had it right.

To be or not to be

It is funny how food clears up the head. There is a chance for confusion if there are two things to choose from and you dont know which to go with. I have seen having stomachful let me know clearly what are the two ways that I am fighting to take, especially when they are not as perfectly related as 'to be or not to be?'. If the poster kid with this question was well fed, his question would change and he would be able to find the answer clearly.



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Hard Kaur- Play me that song with the Indian drum....

Tagged by Maverick

I wasnt gonna blog a while. But seemed like agod distraction from short story analysis..

Q1. Are you happy/ satisfied with your blog, with its content and look?

I am using it as a dumping station. So its content and looks are just so. I am to find the priced treasure some other day. Like , I was going through my junk and found a bracelet which has 'doit' in beads- Nike time- that was supposed to motivate me for GRE,CAT prep. I have it on now after 5 years and its nice looking at it once in a while hanging from my wrist. So some day, when I look back at my blog few years later, I am counting on it as some junk to rummage through for fun sake.

Q2. Does your family know about your blog?

My sister and brother know about it- not my parents..

Q3. Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or you just consider it as a private thing?

I dont mind my friends knowing about my blog. Again going back to the junk analogy, it will just seem that to them. One of my friend says- sometimes it feels like your blog is just for you- which exactly whats mine for.

well, once I did feel embarassed sharing my blogpage link with a guy I after a discussion on his reading experiences. Maybe because the pointers he had given for books were so out of my range.

Q4. Did blogs cause positive changes in your thoughts?
When I go back to blogs, sometimes its like did this even happen to me- but its nice recalling the moments, like looking at old pictures...

Q5. Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or you love to go and discover more by yourself?

There was a time when I liked going through many blogs- Travel and Food blogs. But now there is just one blog ( marcelproust.blogspot.com) which I did like to but cant keep up with, so the rest just have to wait.

Q6. What does visitors counter mean to you? Do you care about putting it in your blog?
Nada

Q7. Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?
No, but if I frequent their blogs then I would.

Q8. Do you think there is a real benefit for blogging?
It is a funny, valid question. 'Time on hand' is a very contradictory concept. You look at life and think, there is not enough to do things you wold like to. But again, there are lots of times, you feel you could have done something better - and if that time's spent in blogging.. devil's workshop is off.. so there!

Q9. Do you think that bloggers’ society is isolated from real world or interacts with events?
Far from it,since its a response to whats happening.

Q10. Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it’s a normal thing?
I get angry with criticism from anonymous.

Q11. Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them?
I would just skip to the next blog.

Q12. Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?
what was the reason?

Q13. Did you think about what will happen to your blog after you die?
why are you hurrying it up? But I think I will pick one literary grandchild of mine and ask him/her to keep adding PS to any thing thats related and different.

Q14. What do you like to hear? What’s the song you might like to put a link to, in your blog?
I am just listening to Nickelback's rockstar... I like the line with bathroom big enough to play baseball in...

Rule 3:

Hmmm…….. six people? okay let me think. I’d love if all did everything. But just in case, im giving options


I guess I'll just tag 2 people..

Love Fondue Hate Fondant

While having the Queen Anne cordial cherries, I bit into a chocolate and found a shrunk maraschino cherry- I hate preserved cherries- but this was ok- what I found disagreeable was the colorless fondant. It looked like wax and no way, I am gonna have it.
When I have a cake, you can have all the flowers and what not made from the Fondant.

Lemmings down the cliff

The dont look before they leap, do they? or are thy following the Zen of "Do what you are doing?".

Cats and dogs

Once on the top of Humphrey's peak, a man warned us to rush down telling that the birds knew something that we didnt. We were blithely taking pictures of rain in the background on another mountain.

Holy Molly, what would have happened to the hikers if not for their tardy biorhythms?or lets say only an excellent hiker would ignore the alarm on a day like this. It is raining so much that if I catch all the things that its raining, I should easily be a millionaire and never complain about pets being expensive.

The rain god sure does lend an ear. It is a crowd rain.

10.27.12

In Everest_'82 , until then its the white mountain snow and then a flock of birds swoop away, then the ice structures, the climbers are on, unscaffold

Bookmobile

Came across one somewhere between classes 3-5. My first reaction: I was cautious. What are books doing in a bus? The BookMobile was really a suspicious zero-in target stationed at the center of the play ground.

Bluegrass

In this music who ever is in front of the mike, I assume his/her is the instrument thats playing the melody. Its kinda like musical chairs with each singer scuttling towards the mike at their turn.

Other not so interesting things are that it is a
grass too.

Rain

So there is a belief that you should not point to a rainbow.
Other than the female, male rains, AZ has fake alarm rains.

five alarm sunset

It gets its name from five alarm fire.

Kudzu vines

Miniatures at PHX

When I think of miniatures, I am taken back to a mini sketch of an African hoopla dancer, who even in the dance posture of a little bent forward had the pride seen in the side posture African statues.

Super Target

Clearly I have been sleeping when hypermarket joined the lexicon. In particular, missed the Target Greatland formation but caught up with Super Target. With its double entrance, seems like a double burger.
Their urban store concept is quite interesting. All ye, AZ people even if it is in mirages, go ahead and dream of a house with different architectures, may be a Greek porch and a Greek backyard. I dont even know what a Greek backyard looks like. - a momentary respite from the cookie cutter homes.
Well, since real ones are expensive, one could go for model miniature homes.

Harkins 25

I give up. What is this new place that I am driven by, where Harkins is Harkins 25 and Target is Super Target?
I am trying to figure why the 25? Then I find, there are hordes of theatres with a number suffix. New finding - Harkins Centerpoint which I should know in and out by now has a 11 attached to it. The only thing that I felt, it could point to was the number of screens at the theatre. Nope, that des not tally Harkins 25 has 21 while Harkins Centerpoint 11 has more than 11.
I have another explanation, most likely wrong till I find the right one. Harkins 25's rival is amc 24. Its already wrong. Harkins 25 opened in 1997 while amc 24 opened in 1999.

Investigation suspended until free minute time....

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Collecting flowers

I collected flowers of different colors and there were many more, but I thought few are fine - you get the idea. After going a little way up the mountain, I realised that few petals were just falling off by themselves. One light violet had four petals, two had fallen to the ground, one on to my right and the other to the left. I didnt feel like taking them back and just left the little boquet by a rock, to the mountain. I was wondering why I felt like collecting the flowers only this time. I had seen them a month ago too. This time, away from the trail, there was abundance of some medium size perfect looking yellow flowers on the slopes. Somehow I got this idea that such are the flowers which attract people like the 'La Belle Dame sans Merci'. I picked one such on the way back. After walking with it for a while, I realised the stem was bending.
I had seen an old man walk down with his collection of flowers. At the saddle, someone pointed out that the old man was 90 years old and he had come along with his 65 year old son.
One tip I followed: Never collect the only plant of a population.

It means

When the Spanish word of the day told me about the meanings of Colorado, Montana, Nevada.. wanted to know about other states.

Treadmill then

I was reading Emerson on art and was intrigued by "made all travelling ridiculous as a treadmill". Treadmill and then?

Leonard Monti Trail

Sounds fancy.. but the easiest, fun trail, close home. Now who thought itsy bitsy A mountain had a trail with such a name?

Open for magic

I did not give into Harry P and his world- I dont know why, but I like to stay away from fantasy.. today, I was so open for 'what can happen'. At laser tag, we had to insert a marker into the laser gun- while doing this and other things, I was hoping for some more such - new experiences?

Manned Easel

One day, almost towards the end of a hike, we approached the back of a painter at work. He was wearing a white shirt with a medium sized fish on it. A clear outline of the fish- skinny sketchy diagram is for us commoners. His fish had its body filled with daubs of colorful paint.
It was interesting to see what he was sketching. His painting had horses in it and he was using the background of mountains to fit in his picture. I was wondering where he painted the horses from.
I have been noticing how, when we hike the same place, at each point I am reminded how something happened. They are building up each time. I am already confusing one mountains feeling with another.

Guinness Brownies

I must have looked the biggest fool to a waitress today. There were lots of coffee drinks to choose from but all had alcohol in them. I have had a sip of Irish coffee- nah! not for me. So when asked for beverages- I said I dont have any of the things in your menu. I stopped my finger at Guinness Brownies. I didnt like the brownie so much- it was moist. Few hours later, knowing it has beer- I feel, had I been in the place of the waitress, I would have pointed out the contents. Its another thing that this brownie is not supposed to have the beer taste.

One stop shop

I went to buy a tube of size 24. Now I was expected to know its width too. I said I wanted some resistant tube. After a phone call, I had the size as 'normal'. Now the shopkeeper believed that there was no normal size. I concur. Then I was expected to look around and point to a similar bike for an idea about the tyre. Now what do you expect of a person who had a bike for a year and didnt know until recently that it had numbered gears. While looking for the cycles.. needless to say that I was imaginatively trying on each cycle..Thats when I was distracted by the camelbacks around.. I have to get that for a hike.. In that built up looking for the list, I asked if they had poles. Now after a phonetics class of bowls and cereals.. in a semi offended tone he said '(Heavens sake..).This is a bike store. go to rei for your cane..' . I knew I could get that stuff at REI. But as it goes with one kind of humans.. I want it at a local store..Well, blame it on the overlap.. When one of the things on the wanted list matched.. I thought I would find the rest..For a minute, the situation seemed like ... when I enetered the store.. the place looked so populated with Alice Land props.. that this place would have eveything...

Punched wall

Recently a wall in the apartment got punched at by a bed end which was on its way to another floor. How the bed came down that little T- corner is a mystery. After the fiasco, complaint followed. Few days later, I wanted to check if it was fixed. I pass everyday by the stairs atleast six times a day. It took me two weeks to consciously look out and see if it was fixed. Anyways, in the last two weeks it didnt seem like the wall had the damage. It seemed like a simple everyday human genius to be able to detect things if they are fixed or not even without looking at them.

South Mountains

Enroute Flagstaff, when we came across Hidden Hollow Road, I said aloud, I am not going anywhere which starts with "Hidden..." Such was the experience last time when we had to turn around as we could not climb a smooth rock on the Hidden Valley Trail at South Mountains.
When I got to this tunnel I asked myslef "Where am I?". You will too. Rocks over rocks formed years ago. Reading about these rocks, I am trying to imagine the temperature and pressure that created these rocks. This time once we got over climbing the rock we shied away from last time, we went beyond that and came across Fat Man's Pass. That was an interesting side walk.
On this trail we spotted some Cholla. It will be nice if I get to see a cactus flower bloom.

Recently I saw a mountain just by itslef and no ranges in the middle of a flat land. Have to find out its name. I have come as far in knowing that its close to Higley road.

Menudo

I was all tired and lying in a car seat so much that a 9 year old girl was surprised to see hair poking out from the front seat with no traces of a person. When she was asked about what she had for breakfast, all I heard was Menu... something, then we asked her to spell it. Well this would have worked well with an adult. She still tried to spell it and somehow I got this feeling that she only spelt it till the first half until where we could guess, so that did not help. I didnt ask her to spell it again, since anyway, I would not be able to deduce the word intelligibly from those letters. The next thing we asked was if she knew how it is made. She recalled the ingredients but not the procedure. Had my friend driving this girl known about Menudo being good for a hangover, she would have had a better Saturday Breakfast.

PS: And did I tell about my absolute crush for Chili's grilled carribean salad.

Rocky Mountain oysters

I came across this in 'All the Pretty Horses' by Cormac McCarthy. So when Blevins was asked if he had Mountain oysters or real oysters, I wondered what oysters got to do with mountains.
I will not have it even if it is served in a vegan restaurant.

Gun Powder

Interest in a region like the South or like Tibet or Isak Dinesen's Africa intensifies as the distance from the region increases. ~ William R. Ferris ( Region as Art)

Recently, at a restaurant , once all the orders were placed on the table, my friend missed something and asked if he could get Gun Powder. Now that would have shocked me if not for another friend who had told me about it a year ago. I should have known about it as a dry dip in my childhood itself. My first friend is from Delhi and the second one from Orissa. I am the closest to the origin of the dip but I knew the least about it.

H for Humphrey's

Humphrey's peak is the tallest peak in Arizona. It does not mean as much to me as to know that it is a volcanic peak. I began to see the traces of that only after 2/3 of the hike. At one place there were small rocks around the size of a palm and lesser. Pat pointed that to be a result of land slide. The tundra region had rocks. I enjoyed climbing this region more than the rest. It seemed more like play time. The first part gave me the feeling that I was walking in a village with no roads.At one of the safest places, I just slipped and fell to a slide position. My camera was saved from that fall. It had its share up at the saddle. Its becoming a habit for me and Canon to hit the ground on hikes. The last time, it happened on the Telegraphic Pass Trail. The next time I was getting down that trail, at every tough descent, I would get careful thinking of it as the particular trip point. But each new one seemed as 'That was it' .. The fear point never ends, once it sets in. Its just this one point but I keep expecting it and find it everywhere. Even yesterday, there was this point halfway, which I knew if I crossed, then we were safe after that.I saw 'Golden columbine' for the first time. Its a yellow flower with white petal like surroundage (I know this might not be right) around it. I even saw small BlueBells.Pat said they are bluebonnets and that bluebell is an icecream. Now I know, he was wrong. That reminds me, I saw this T-shirt on a kid at a movie theatre, last week - "You can agree with me or be wrong." ..hmm..Once we reached the top we spotted lightning and rain on the surrounding mountains. One of the false peak had the look of red and green you find in a satellite view of a place. There was a light drizzle on our peak. That was a nice turn.The Humphrey peak hike took us 4 hours to climb up and 3 hours to climb down. The peak was at 12637 ft. I have been to a higher point at Rohtang Pass,13400 ft. (Until I put my set of pictures, lets loan them.)http://colonelmustard.s5.com/humphreys.html
I havent heard of igneous rocks in so many years.I should see the mountain in winter with snow on it. When I read that the mountain was higher before an ancient eruption, I was reminded of the scholastic style in which the change of Alps over years is shown in the 3D movie- 'The Alps'.Each time I heard of the peak being closed for the winter, I was reminded of 'The Shining.'Towards the end, we spotted a bride in her wedding dress and her party posing for pictures. They were well dressed enough to make us feel like we were dirty after the hike.PS: I liked the Carribean salad with mandarin oranges and pineapple.

Wisdom from Vegas

While driving back from Humphrey's peak hike, we saw fireworks on the side. It seemed like this happened before too. Only this time its not dejavu. Its for real. So that time too, while coming back from Roosevelt Lake, we just wondered why the fireworks were happening. This time, I am a year wiser.

I talked aloud that maybe there is a casino or something there. Come to think of it, I havent seen such fireworks at Vegas. Somehow I connected the idea of celebrating when there is no popular reason to Vegas which is to Casinos. While this was happening, it turns out that we did drive by a casino. Then I had to convince my colleagues that I am not a whale. Before that, I had to ask what Las Vegas whales meant.

Anais Nin

Looking at a colorful metal bookmark which read 'Dreams are necessary to life', a birthday gift, a year ago. That quote is Anais nin's. I would have known about her a year ago, if I wasnt off dreaming then. I have one of her volumes, which I am reading now. It is a surprise that I had that bookmark with me so long and still thought that I havent heard of her, when I saw her book.

Lincoln logs

rainbow and pot of gold..

I remember seeing some ad to this effect..

Random

Just when I need to know more about something.. it flashes up more conspicuous than ever.. like 'hypoallergenic' on a soap bar.. now I cant recall where I saw it before that..
This 'birkenstocks' was there in capitals on a rack , unfolding as I kept walking... and just a day before I had come across of that in a book..
Then I wanted to know if Dallas and Fort worth were different places.. I thought of asking other passengers.. finally I just happened to see a TX map in a watch store.. and there my question was answered in less than 24 hours....
Cold Noodles.. hmm..

tres de mayo

It all started with my friend asking me what zinco de mayo means.. this was a week ago.. the mystery is now unravelled.. I heard of it on the radio but didnt get what it was all about.. then I heard of it on the bus from a veteran driver overlooking the driving of the trainee's first drive that day. Now there was a mention of party and music on May 5.. still not much clue.. come May 1 or should I say 'Uno de Mayo' , I update my calender which shows something on May 5 and calls it 'Cinco de Mayo' and thats when it struck me 'quatro cinco' in series... (not as readily as 'un dos tres'..) what it means.. now each day is a celebration..
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From Small beginnings

I was reading this short story by Ruskin Bond, last night. Only today morning in the bus, did it strike me that I read the whole thing wrong.
The story has a paragraph of Rudyard Kipling's sentence about hills .. Few days ago I read a story int he same book in which Ruskin meets Rudyard's ghost.. Now somewhere some synapse in my brain got wrongly connected and I read the whole story as if told by Rudyard and not Ruskin.
I should have gone back to the beginning, when some instances made me doubt as to why somethings seemed as if written from someone who wasnt native of the hills.. but I still read on ...
I guess the stint of reading the book as a preoccupation worked just too well.. even the howls of illogic got drowned.

Out of the Silent Planet

I was reading this book by C.S.Lewis. Some things that I stopped to think....
Earth light. Now thats a new word not difficult to understand.
Ransom wonders how the moon is bigger than he knows it to be. All fantasy whatever it may have, has to be viewed by the people of this earth.
A line about his one foot in the dark, unknown seeming heavier and the other one light just is too packed a sentence...

Some buses on the other side...

If a bus takes you halfway to your destination, it must seem very logical to get as close as soon. It is possible that on the day you decide to get logical, things could just align themselves to ensure that you could lose more time than you have saved.
A driver got distracted by two trucks and had gone far ahead before she could take a turn to a usual stop. I just looked to other regular busmates. The driver seemed as prepared to salvage by saying that she could go back up and drop the person where he needed to get off. Never mind, he missed his connecting bus. Never mind that a person is waiting on the other side thinking what happened to the bus that should take her to the school.
Going back was only half the work-around. So now you know how half the buses which seem to be going in the opposite direction land there in the first place. They were meant to be on your route, but some trucks decide other wise...

Personification of disease

Benjamin franklin has a dialogue with gout and for some unknown reason it had to be a woman. There are known to be other such personifications relating to the causes and remedies too..I can understand why he didnt have a dialogue with the remedy, most likely he never got to it. I wonder why he didnt have dialogues with indolence , his habits of chess and writing.

If you were a fish

would you feel cheated if you were lured with an artificial fly? Welcome to fly fishing. Why did the fish not evolve with the ability to shed off their tail at will? Then you could send your tail to test the water. But then again you could do this trial only as fast as the tail can grow. ************** Fishing with a worm- Bliss Perry

Mountain roof

There is an open space that I see every evening and since its not in grass, I generously call it fields. Through one of the windows, I saw few houses with the roofs - palms facing each other and the fingers touching at the top. Grey came into picture- from the clouds, from the distance of the mountain, from the roofs I just talked of, which seemed red till then. The new grey of the roof made the houses look white. This mountain is 2 or 3 days old in my album. The first day I found it, its presence puzzled me. Today's focus revealed sub mountains in front, much like the houses with sub sections of similar roofs. How fast the mountains change.. the tectonic forces I tell you..

El Nino

This little kid stared and stared and then just broke the stare unbashfully. The white and the black of her eyes reminded me of the inside of a custard apple. Was it because she was too young to reflect cognition in her eyes?

If only there were two of me

Three weeks ago, I saw a black round table with two people at it and a half wall beyond which steps led to a fountain and the rest of the sides. I thought to myself, this is the place I want to sit at, have coffee and ponder. This should happen on a non-sunny afternoon with not much of a crowd around. But how can I ever watch it happen standing from where the wish was begotten?

See Chef bat

Today my fielding skills were called to attention at Hon Machi, what with the chef batting out a pea which could be missed if not due to lack of my attention then for its size for sure... Aww!! so you cant watch food being prepared in front of you and think of something else if it is Teppan Grill.. With the caution I put in, I managed to dissuade the chef from squirting teriyaki sauce at me.. But it was fun watching the egg being broken in the air..I was told to expect this..
Even if you make yourself believe that mustard sauce looks a lot like peanut sauce and devour it.. it sure does not wait long to tell...

Whats in a name

How much of karmic account is effected by curses in an alien language? I got to know of this loss like 5 days later..
How harmful can it be to make a statement like 'Del taco is like Taco Bell'...
Few days ago, a man asked me for the route to Taco Bell in Spanish and I pointed him to Del Taco...

Listen to your friends

It all started months ago, when I had beetroot rasam at a friends place. I was so taken by beetroot that day, that I knew I was going to have it again... Now I will have it when it either changes its colour or stops leaking which is never..
I have had enough of visual effects of betacyanin. If you have to cook beetroots for many but have only few, mix carrots and or cauliflower. Once cooked they will all look like beetroot anyway. It seemed so much like a personality trait ... of not keeping to itself...
I should have listened to my friend. I thought peeling it was the only discouraging thing.. and I couldnt be stopped. I was only making a wish of having beetroot come true. And I had the previous excellent review of tasting it to back on. So how much ever or what ever my friend said would not make a difference.
When I get this feeling of how would this vegetable go with that, I just have to try it, even if someone says dont. And when I do that I am just considering if I am a Don Juan in a way. In a book I read recently, a conversation had it that Don Juan went for one after another because thats the only way to test if his power/effect still worked. Its like how the boy who was told he could scream for help kept doing it to see if it works..Why do we make wishes come true? Is it to see if we can make our next wish come true.
Oh, why I say a 'conversation had it that way' is to just say how we chance upon different interpretations because of who we are talking with...

10.27.12

Once my roomate had some beetroot leftover from a salad. We made a raita from it. Boy was it the prettiest.
My husband once made an aloo and beetroot curry. I havent had that combination before. his favourite from hostel food. Mine happens to be a runny plain dal.
last week I made poha with some beetroot in it. we all know how its good at lending colours.

Sitting against motion

I didnt realise that some people have problem sitting in a direction not facing the driver. There is this train journey from the City of Williams to Grand canyon. This route is a point to point and not a loop track.. so when the engine is brought to the front .. passengers can adjust their seat if they want to sit in the direction of motion. I wonder how such seats will look. I heard a complaint that all signs in the City to Williams always point to some other spot there itself and the one pointing to the highway is there but too small to find.

How I heard of Pesto

Today when I saw 'Pesto's Pizza' from the bus, I didnt quite like the name because Pesto is such a general everybody's thing, I feel that a restaurant's name should say something more than ordinary. If its a Pizzeria, it should have some exotic sounding name like Grimaldi or Picazzo.
The first time I heard of Pesto sauce was from an Australian. I thought in his accent Pasta sauce can be called Pesto sauce or whatever he wants to utter.. but some time into the conversation... I had to be accomodating of this new sauce...
In the forget-to-recall-your-favorite section, this time it was the restaurant's name.. some time ago it was the author.

Early morning or waking headache...

It is surprising that if sometimes you go to sleep to get relief from headache.. you sometimes wake up with head ache to get relief from sleep?

More cascades..

The new bus route that I have been taking for the last one week is just providing me too much info on where many places that I have heard of are..
There is this water cascade entrance on the right, that I see each day. While I spent the whole week just in awe that I now know where Tempe Cinemas is and Stain market too, I could not help wondering when today I saw that, this cascade had a counterpart on the left of the entrance. Why are only facades so decorated? The cascade was at an angle, so I somehow got this idea that it must be alone. I guess, people coming from the other side are entitled to a beautiful view too..

Real Person

Michiko Kakutani is a real person.? I thought she was a cooked up person for Carrie Bradshaw's benefit...

Unbelievable

Today, while searching for books in a local library, I was flipping through the pages of 'Refuse to Choose' by Barbara Sher and I thought why or how is a reader so willing to give in to whatever is written.. and I am in love with Socrates..

Mispronounced

Basura is a green gram based dish
sorry that should be Basaru

Yesterday my friend had a hard time making me pronounce 'basaru' as it is and not as basura, basuri or anything else. I was not alone in making this mistake. A junior too found it difficult to call it right. We were surprised to find that a trash can in a mall had 'basura' as its Spanish equivalent.