In the movie, 'Alex and Emma', Emma says to Alex.
"Like when its time for the first laundry. I know, I know. In great romantic novels there is no laundry or there's people like Ylva or Elsa to do it. Maybe that's why I like them. They can wash their own clothes."
Why do long buried things surface to the conscious mind when what it (the mind) should be doing is deliberating on the assignment?
Weirder things happen. Emma and her words popping up out of the blue is still close to normal.
"We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to grow, to love . . . and then we return home" - Aborigine
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Green is love
It is that time of the year that my socks wearing friends hate. It is monsoon and it is raining. Yippieeeeeeeeeeeeee. Looks like it is going to be a good year, we will have lots of rain. I am already in 'I love the world no matter what' mood. Ya the monsoon does that to me. Everything around is so green and fresh. And there is promise of sustainable green in my wallet too. Bye-bye poverty. I just remembered, my umbrella is green too. Before the socks-wearing people go green in ____, I will move on to other pastures. Damn! pastures are green too, aren't they.
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