the woes of getting fat

21 is the number of days iv been on holiday from the gym (for various reasons)

8 is the number of days i went on holiday in south africa, which featured LOTS of eating, overeating, face stuffing, beer drinking, alcohol consuming. i mean LOTS of it.

3 is the number of meals iv eaten out since i got back.

 

and i shudder to think of the number of inches that would have happily added themselves on various parts of my body. they have this annoying habit of going and piling up in places i dont really need the baggage, instead of places where i could do with some.

 

that said, 2 is the number of days i am giving myself the luxury of feeling lazy, before i hit the fitness regime again.

 

time is such a funny thing. and travel, even more so. im in bangalore now and will be in bombay this evening and the middle east tomorrow morning and a whole new continent by the end of tomorrow. blows my mind sometimes.

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im on a music roll

thanks to the herculean effort of updating my ipod. sorry, i mean SYNCING my ipod. bah.

this ones a killer track.
killer.

simple kind of man

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Take your time... dont live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and youll find love,
And dont forget son,
There is someone up above.


And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Be a simple kind of man.
Wont you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich mans gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.


Boy, dont you worry... youll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

i feel filmy

..ignore the crapppyyyyy video. that apart, iv grown to like this song. enough to go through a whole lot of effort to get it on my ipod..

which is SUCH an exercise, im considering getting a philips mp3 player. the kind where you can just drag and drop files into. the kind that is no nonsense and non-elitist and piracy friendly :)

damn you, apple. enjoy the song.

space bubble

sometimes, i wish that the imaginary bubble i create around myself was an ACTUAL thing.

people they come together, people they fall apart

its become habit. people walk in and out of my life all the time. some have stayed forever, some are far far away, some came and went but linger around in the depths of my mind..and my heart, some came for very short bursts of time and impacted my life in so many ways..some positively, unfortunately some negatively, some are long term friends - the kind i dont have to be in touch with and yet can pick up exactly where i left off, and some people i need on an everyday basis - thru words, telephone calls, emails and sms's..

but the truth is people come and go. and there are and have always been very few whom i hold close to my heart. when i say few, i mean feeew. i can count them on one hand. theyre the sort who have accepted me for what i am - with the good shit and the bad shit. with them i have the kind of relationship that needs to justification, no reason. it just IS. there are strings, but not the kind that we use to play puppet games. and not the kind that hold you down and cause you pain. above all these are people who respect me for what i am, without expectations. and i know i feel the same about them. when differences arise its so easy to talk it out, because expectations, conditions, greed, sympathy..none of that gets in the way.

despite all that, the truth is people come and go. and iv reached a point in my life where iv come to realise that people are strange. some need to be wanted, some want you, some need attention, some love showering it, some play games, some come out clean, some are complicated and some crystal clear.

people come and go. with their baggage and the filth, with the good times and the bad, with the happy highs and impossible lows. and ultimately the ones that linger on are the ones that mean well. theyre there to fulfil a purpose. and although i often mope over what has been and what could have been, iv also learned that its not worth it. if someone came and went, its because they were meant to. their purpose in my life was shortlived, met and finished. probably much like mine in theirs.

so like moby says.. people they come together, people they fall apart..no one can stop us now, we are all made of stars.

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why me?

im generally feeling a somewhat self pitying kind of feeling. so here goes..
its tough being me, sometimes. and then just for fun god has endowed me with the worlds worst period cramps. and then, on a day like today, it just makes me wish i was someone else. without ovaries. without the crap that comes with it. without the moodiness. without the tears. without the stress that only causes me more pain. without the irritation all the shit that comes with having "womanly" problems.

im trying to think about the beach and how therapeutic and calming and relaxing and all of that it was. but its not working.

i think i need to rewind.

wish you were here...

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fishy air and burnt skin

its been a totally CHILL three days. my definition of chill, that is. where there is no agenda, no places to go, things to see, stuff that must be done. ive spend close to a total of twenty hours on the beach. and its just been so so so so so nice.

with every trip to the seaside, i get more convinced that maybe i have a past life connection, or a subconscious pact with the sea. Every now and then theres an urge to be by the sea. and when i am, everything is peaceful, all is in sync and nothing could feel better.

iv done nothing but feel the wind in my hair, dig my toes into the sand, feel high on life, eat the glorious sea food, groove to the sidey shack music (somehow everything becomes enjoyable on the beach..hehe), drink various things from freshlime sodas to chilled water, kings beer and gin and tonics.. and im so convinced this is therapy for the soul.

i strongly reccommend a weekend in gos for anyone in the need of a break. come to baga, sit back and enjoy. it doesnt get better than this.

all good things must come to an end, though..and tonight il trudge back in the ksrtc volvo, crammed in the non reclineable seats, unable to sleep. but i'd do it all over in a flash :)

all last days of holidays depress me. and the only glint of hope is that going back, bings promise of the next getaway.

for now, im blackened and crisped from the sun, and im loving it.

this is the beached out, sun kissed and toasted, fishy holiday slut signing out for now.

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the next time i wonder 'where have all the hot men gone?' i will already have my answer.

they're all in goa.

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ironic dichotomy

we're a generation thats moving forward and backward all at once.

we're a generation faced with so much choice. right from the things we
do, games we play, food and entertainment, career options, life
choices, thoughts and beliefs..we have so many choices..options to
scan and survey and make informed decisions.

never has there been a time when youth has had so much freedom to
choose for themselves, the things they deem right for themselves.
everything from what subjects to pursue, where to spend ones time,
what activities to invest energies in, whom to marry, how to live ones
life..i feel that we have just so much choice. and the incredible
opportunity to make that choice.

and yet, its a time when we cling to age old belief. tradition for the
sake of tradition. irrelevant ways of doing things, that may no longer
be appropriate, automatically get followed..because we're too afraid
to exercise that choice. we have the power to choose, yet we shy away
from choosing to think for ourselves.

we get trapped so easily, into doing things that may be tradition, but
nt necessarily the best suited option for us. in a time when we're
increasingly complex people, with so any options, diversified
interests and pursuits in life, a time when men and women alike chase
the same dreams, when people are so quick to realise their self worth
and independence, isnt it about time we look at how we choose our life
partners?

its so ironic to see that as a generation thats faced with so much
"progression", we stall every now and then and digress, and backtrack
a little. for fear of making the choices that lie ahead of us.

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the fine line..

when somebody oversteps the line into your life, you have nobody to blame but yourself..for letting them so far in.

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post bday moodiness