Do you sometimes hear a song and unconsciously sway in time. Know that you'll be humming it till late in the evenings and the mornings to come. Figure it will stay on your playlist till your player dies out and gives in. Forget everything but the way it seeps through your thoughts and overwhelms the world.

Do you sometimes read a book and find a friend in the pages. Love them with all sincerity and expect wonderful advice at the drop of a hat. Ask them about the moons and stars far away, about clouds in the sky. Cry to them when the world feels unfair and wrong. Pretend to ignore them so that they may call out to you in the midst of a fierce summer wind.

Do you sometimes look back through albums and faded photographs. Look for people that you have seldom talked with; only observed through corners of your eye. Recall instances that seem like your own, yet make you a stranger in a strange land. Create characters in your head that amuse you for hours at an end.

Do you sometimes look at someone across the room and freeze. Think that the ground beneath your feet just moved a little. Look into their eyes to find a steady reassuring gaze surrounding you, getting you drunker than the wine in your hands. Breathe while pinching yourself, for you have found one more alike soul to banter with.

#Lesson for today: We do. We all do.


We'll romanticize everything.
Memories, train journeys.
Yearning, tiny little habits,
Shoes, a universe full of clues.
A sudden rush of cold breeze,
Streets, doors that shall creak.
We'll romanticize everything,
But we'll never romance anything.


I'm your man, said Cohen

There is usually a fair amount of conjecture involved as to why anybody should ever want a boyfriend. Of late, I too have been thinking hard about my reasons for wanting a boyfriend. In all honesty, I can say that the only reason I want a boyfriend is so that he can put on Leonard Cohen's "I'll Be Your Man" in the background and slow dance with me.

That is all I would want from him.

I've been thinking and have come to the decision that I will soon be ending most of my 'online only' friendships. Except for a few people who have truly become a part of my life, I will be ceasing conversation with these people. It's become rather hard to be this involved with each other and not be actually involved in everyday life. I expect a little too much from them and it's not fair, is it?

There is a new show airing in the US, called Bridalplasty. It is scary, like horror-that-is-network-executives scary. The point of the show is for women to contest against each other so that they can get plastic surgery done post each task. Liposuction, Enhancement, Tummy tucks. You name it, they'll do it. The winner gets a dream wedding. All the grooms-to-be lose, cuz their fiancee's are now freaks.

#Lesson for today: Slow music, slow simmering love.