Thought for the day

I think all boring people should be arrested and tickled to death.

Not for me, please!!!

Can you truly capture one medium unto another? I doubt it.

Many people have told me to combine my two passions...Architecture and writing. Into what? Architectural Journalism. But that is to absolutely negate the reasons I love the two.

I mean to squeeze a space into words...or to limit my writing to concrete? Really? I don't think so!!

Call it absolute Ego....but I find nothing more exhilarating than to create my art using the two different forms of expression. It wouldn't make any sense for me to critique someone else's design...to devote myself to someone else's thoughts, to analyze someone else's vision. Nor to sit and dabble in boring boring technical writing.



I find it so annoying that close friends who seem to know so much about me, are so blind to this very essential underlying fact. And then they tell me..."It would be just perfect for you.....You Must!! You absolutely must take this up" As if they have figured me out!!!!

Sleepless in Seattle

Why sleepless in Seattle? Seattle coz Ash got a new job and we are plonked into Microsoft city...Redmond. And why sleepless? Coz baby loves to keep mommy awake through the night...I have so much to write...so much to say....but I really have to crash!!!!

Bird Brained

There is a little dove who comes to my windowsill every evening to sleep. And through out the day, he sits perched on a nearby roof, or my balcony balustrade. He doesn't seem to hunt, he doesn't seem to have any bird friends...he just sits there contemplating, blinking at the Florida sun.
Ash noticed he has a little tag on his leg that reads '07. I wonder if he's lost...or some kind of recluse. Or maybe his family left him because of some strange illness and he is recuperating. Or....maybe he's a spy!!!!

My Pocket Person

You're my pocket person- with me everywhere I go, silently witnessing everything I do. Not my shadow for you have a mind of your own, not my imagination for you definitely there- but a wispy entity. Not just an addition but not completely separate either.

The world might not see you but I feel your presence stronger than ever. Like we are parts of a whole but yet i know you are you and I am me. You make me feel so much more, you're so within me...yet there is so much about you I don't know.

You will soon want to break free...but I know you will be forever drawn to me as I am to you.

My little pocket person

Disclaimer: This is not a food blog....

...yet i can't resist putting up pictures of some of my documented baking feats!!!

The classic upside down pineapple cake...i din't have pitted cherries to add to centers of the pineapple slices.



The Marble cake....i think this one is the simplest in the book other than the sponge cake, ofcourse.
ps: I baked this one for Ash's Birthday.



The Prettiest one by far....and the trickiest!! The double layer Strawberry cake.

Verse from the past

Rummaging through an old purse, I came across a forgotten piece of paper with a poem I had written two years back in a languid mood.

After-bath

Aroma,
Heady,
Sweet smell of lemon grass;

Fresh,
Fragrant,
Water dripping off my hair;

Mild,
Cottony,
dusky light filters through lace;

Gentle,
Small,
Anklets chime as I tap my feet;

Rhythmic,
Indigo,
I stretch over printed sheets;

I breathe the moment of stillness,
My senses savor faraway whispers,
I sleep.