Sunshine Too Brief

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I'm a self-absorbed Bengali-Torontonian;
Fish comes to me raw, wrappend in seaweed, not cooked in curry;
I love watching thunderstorms and rain;
Sad endings make more sense to me than happy ones;
I hate empty walls.

In the News

Craving of the week-
Dark Chocolate
Reading List-
Midnight's Children
Movie review(out of 5)-
127 hours- *****
Buried- ****
That Girl in Yellow Boots- **
Love of the week-
Seeing James Franco
Aim for the weekend-
Watch 'Going Postal' The Movie

My Novella: Samosa for the Arranged Souls

Introduction & Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapters 3, 4 & 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 continues

Chapter 7 & Epilogue


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    Thursday

    Please take my sunshine away


    I got tanned today.
    at 9am in the morning to be precise.
    from walking to work for twenty minutes .
    There is tank-top shaped tan line on my neck and shoulders right now.
    Yes, people. I've been reduced to wearing tank-tops, that flaunts my eggplanty arms, all because of how annoyingly hot it's been for the past couple of weeks. Thankgoodness everyone else is wearing even less clothes so I don't stand out.
    Its hot.
    But I'm supposed to not complain about that , because I happen to have grown up in the middle-east. Sure it was hotter there(50 degrees Celsius anyone?), but we had airconditioning EVERYWHERE that was NEVER turned off to save any power anywhere and we only stepped out of the air-conditioned arena to cool off by the (real) beach. We don't really have that option here in toronto do we? No the beach by the lake doesn't count if it doesn't bring in cool air.

    While everyone started a month ago, I had put off whinnying about the heat, remembering that walking in the heat is much better than sliding on iced sidewalks in winter.
    But now I'm just sick of it.
    I want :
    A cooled apartment.
    A less fussy cat.
    More toned arms.
    And most of all, the monsoons-
    ..........the growling thunder, the flooded streets, the cleansed terraces, rain protection sheets in the rickshaw that will still soak you to the bones, music drifting out of open windows...."Esho neepo boney chayabeethi toley esho koro snan nobodhara joley"....and the smiles on the faces of the children who have rushed outside to welcome it.

    Yes sure, its really clouding up outside right now. But its all a pretense. We won't get the breeze that will cool you to your toes or the hour-long downpour to soak up the humid air or even the sweet smell of the earth being kissed by rain.
    It will be a 'nothing rain.'

    1 Comments:

    At 3:08 AM, July 15, 2005, Blogger Simika said...

    yeah that's what i hear - that it's beyond enduring. i guess i'm gonna get it when i come back - hey u can always chill at my place :D and why isn't ur phone ever on>?

     

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