It's the weekend of Halloween.

I don't have any concrete plans yet. My friend yesterday told me that he is going out with two of his cousins and they're going to party in a rowdy way on the streets of Hollywood. A tinge of jealousy enters my mind, not because I want to be with that particular group of people, but because I want to party raucously too. All my friends are uppity or wannabe uppity people, who are not into the whole dive bar scene. I, on the other hand, do enjoy that very much. I am a tomboy- I want to walk around streets with my hands around the shoulders of my guy friends, stumbling drunkenly. All my life, people have taken me to be this responsible, dour person. I am so the opposite of that. I also wish my parents allowed me more freedom when I was a teenager- I'd have a more diverse group of friends that way. Once you grow older, you don't tend to make friends that easily- at least that's what it seems like. And every guy that I talk to somehow gets the idea of hooking up/ dating/ having sex with me. Argh, can't guys and girls be good friends and leave it at that?

Summarizing my whining for today- I wish I could party rowdily on the streets of hollywood tonight.

Story of the day

There's a wonderful story attributed to the Buddha-

Buddha was traveling in the company of several other people. One of the travelers begins to test Buddha by responding to anything he has to say with disparaging, insulting, hurtful remarks. Every day for the next three days, this traveler just verbally abuses Buddha, calling him a fool, arrogantly ridiculing him in any way he can.
Finally, after three days of this, the rude traveler can stand it no longer! He asks Buddha, "How can you continue to be so kind and loving when all I've done for the last three days is dishonor, offend and try to find ways to hurt you? Each time I try to hurt you, you respond in a kind manner? How can this be?!"
 
The Buddha responded with a question for his fellow traveler, "If someone offers you a gift, and you do not accept that gift, to whom does the gift belong?"

Swedish proverb

"Fear less, hope more, eat less, chew more, whine less, breathe more, talk less, say more, hate less, love more, and good things will be yours."

I love you.

My dear, I hope you are doing well and smiling.

Gandhi's Birthday

Yesterday was Mahatma Gandhi's birthday. People like him are proof that there is still goodness in this world, just not fairness. Sure, he was not perfect- none of us are, we're human, after all- but he strove towards a goal that most believed would not be accomplished.

He fought for India Independence. He made some decisions that many people would not agree with - some still blame him for agreeing to the division of India and Pakistan. As a leader, you always have to make that choice- your people will never always be happy. But he genuinely did everything for his country and the rest of the world out of the goodness in his heart and a love for humanity. I find my eyes wet sometimes when I think about the way he was shot and how he left this world. His final words were Hey Ram- remembering god. Yes, he loved god and lived a life that inspired millions. Then, he was killed. I know that god has plans, but he went too soon.

God bless his soul. 

Garba Time!

Had a lot of fun Garba-ing tonight. Some fun memories-

Heart Shaped Glasses

A cool little video- the chemistry between Manson and Evan Rachel wood is crazily intense.