Found on my Starbucks cup...

All children need a laptop. Not a computer, but a human laptop.
Moms, dads, grannies and grandpas, aunts, uncles..
Someone to hold them, read to them, teach them.
Loved ones who will embrace them and pass on the experience,
rituals & knowledge of a hundred previous generations.
Loved ones who will pass to the next generation their expectations of them,
their hopes, and their dreams.

Its 4:05AM. I have a test in under four hours, my second last at tech, and I haven't learnt how to enjoy them. I'm in the library, tired, braindead. I need to look away. Its the tea break in the match. So I'm writing this. Argh.

Its been 10 yrs !!!?

Finding your own little heaven..

I woke up this morning with a beautiful thought. There were flashes from that evening at the end of the summer in California. It was a beautiful evening, but we were frustrated from not being able to go on the much famed '17 mile drive' as it was closed just that particular day. We drove along Sunset drive and then paced up and down the streets of downtown Carmel, which had this authentic european feel to it.

It was a random 'turn right' decision that took us to what I now call "my little heaven"... I had never seen such a breathtaking sight at the end of a road. The road ended where the beach began. We had reached "Carmel by the sea"... it really did seem like the far end of earth.



This really was the kind of place I wanted to be in with her.. the ocean without the clamour of the Santa Cruz beach. This was far more pristine.. crashing waves, white sand, scattered people, a couple on their bikes, a lady with her dog, another with her new-born. It was easily the most beautiful sunset I had seen. There's no way I can describe it, but it was like the sun was slowly but surely resigning itself into the ocean, leaving behind a colorful sky and a beautiful evening to cherish. The only indication of time would be the very apparent falling of the sun, otherwise it was all pretty much standstill.

Somehow, I thought to myself.. we're surely gonna return to this place someday. It holds a special place for me, creates a serene thought.. I think of how we just sat there talking about the past, the future, and talking nothing at all. I've always kept looking for my little heaven... something that brings about this calmness when I think of it. It didn't even have to be a place.. it used to be 'the saturday', then 'nowhere', and then this.. I'm sure we all have own little heaven.. its just about realising it when we get there, and then cherishing it for the time to come..

I wish there was a better way to thank the stranger who clicked this for us..

A sudden melancholy

It's that weird time again. Even when there's nothing apparently wrong, an irritatingly conspicuous feeling of morosity seems to have crept into me. For no reason. At all.

I haven't studied at all this sem, so I cant complain that my school is getting be depressed. If anything, I'm having a whale of a time at school. Its at times like these that I start thinking unnecessarily deep things. I feel I've change in some now-noticable ways. I've gone from someone who treasured his few deep relationships to someone who maintains a lot of shallow ones, which is not bad either.. its just that I miss being able to connect to someone whom I could really talk to, about just anything under the sun.. someone who'd listen me out too, without judging me or ridiculing me for my thoughts.

A depressing house, a seemingly never-ending long distance relationship, a dear friend who's just about being there, the anxiety of a job hunt, a lousy job that I do only to continue paying off my rent... these are really the only things I've been thinking about all day.

Its hard to smile through tough days sometimes.