Tuesday, February 21, 2012

OMG!!!

You ever notice how when a star dies, suddenly EVERYONE is a fan...

Etta James went, and Facebook saw so many posts about her and At Last saw more play than it might have had when it released.

But how many of those 'fans' even knew which was her first real hit?
Or even her real name before she became the Etta James?

That over, and now its the turn of another star!

Whitney Houston... RIP

I'm not sure why we feel this need to jump on the fanwagon the second great artists expire.
Maybe its because we just Want to Dance with Somebody :(

Meh! I think Willy Wonka said it best...


Monday, February 13, 2012

Anti-Valentine's Post

Do you celebrate Valentine's day?

Why?

When I think of romance, the last thing that comes to mind is a chubby toddler chasing after me with a potentially lethal weapon!

This looks more like my kinda cupid... coz let's face it, a drunk dwarf in diapers, would explain SO MUCH!!! :P

I Wish You Enough

I posted an extremely long email a little while ago, and while reading right through it may be tiresome, the poem in it is beautiful.
So here it is in the short version. :)

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.


So, my loves, I too, would like nothing more than to wish you, enough.
:)

P.S. - you can read the extremely loooooong version here.
http://karmacanbeabitch.blogspot.in/2012/02/some-emails-make-me-smile-long-version.html

Some Emails Make Me Smile - The long version

I received this email the other day, and while I am not a big fan of the whole forwarding emails movement, it made me smile to myself. It also made me think.

Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'

The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad.'

They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'

'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'..

'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.

'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'

He began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone...' He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.' Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.


He then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

Makes you want to appreciate the 'enoughs' we already have.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo

I have a dragon wrapped around my ankle.
And I've been asked multiple questions about it.

I got it at a turning point in my life. Just like the one before that.
I got it to remind me to be me. And if anyone disagreed with me being me, to not be afraid to breathe fire.

It's there to remind me, that just like the dragon, people are misunderstood.

According to tradition and legend, the east sees a dragon as a symbol of great fortune and good tidings. The west regards the dragon as a symbol of destruction and evil.
The savage beauty of the creature in question remains unchanged.
The dragon does not bend or compromise on its essence, just because the people see it this way or that.
The dragon just is.

That is what the dragon on my ankle is there to remind me of... People will see me one way or the other.
My only job is to be me.
Be who I am, without apology or explanation.
With an occasional compromise, but never capitulation.
To swim, not sink.

To be.

Friday, February 10, 2012

R.I.P. 2011 - You were life-changing!

2011 has been a year of epic changes.

I read somewhere, that the secret to life, is not to triumph, but to endure.

What does that mean though?
To endure?

2012 is going to be the year I figure that out.