Monday, June 20, 2005

Your Day

So even though you always told me every day was your day, I just wanted to wish you on this Hallmark holiday. Thank you, old man, for being the inspiration in my life. Even now that you are gone, it's what gets me through the day. Times have been tough, and I know since yesterday, I am headed for tougher times to come but as you said, it's not if you win or lose, it's how you play the game. I believe you are still watching over me and that's why I am here today. And I will play fair. Promise. It's good to be closer to you baba.
I lined up the awards today and as I read the inscriptions, I knew how much it would have meant to you.
Fruit baskets, mithai and chocolate cake. All for you. Thanks for bringing me into this world. (Even if my world kinda sucks right now!!)
Owe you big time.

Friday, June 10, 2005

My Baba, my Strength

Everytime I miss you,

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all I have to do is look with your eyes,

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and I find you.

Thanks, (Old Man)

Thursday, June 09, 2005

No Value Judgements Please.

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave
with the intention of arriving
safely in an attractive and well preserved
body, but rather to skid in sideways,
chocolate in one hand, wine in the
other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn
out and screaming "WOO HOO what
a ride!"



idontcarewhatyousay.

TalkingInMySleep

Wow. 8 years. 1 job. 4 promotions. 3 apartments. 3 relationships. 1 engagement. 1 death. 2 births. And she is moving on.

It's such an odd feeling. No more "tall americano with no room for milk" in the AM. No more Beacon Street. No more Green Line. No more homeless Michael in the park. No more Pilates on Wednesday. No more blue bowls at Cactus in the summer. No more deep fried calamari. No more Mariott Cafe after a day at Copley. No more running along the Charles. No more 33, Caprice, and China town. No more
xyz@bankofthedevil.com

No more. Just no more Boston.

But plenty. And I mean plenty more to look forward to in my city by the sea. And that no one can take away from me.

Faith. It's back. Everything happens for a reason.

"She was crazy for you
and now she's part of something that you lost.
For all you know this could be,
the difference between what you need and what you want to be"

Always a reason. Because, really, what do you know?