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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    On being homesick

    Back from the hiatus. For a bit at least.
    Quite remarkable how much I miss Toronto, or Tim Hortons to be precise, when I'm away.
    This time it was a week in Washington DC- city of politicians, memorials and men's suit stores. Since it was a work related trip, didn't get much sightseeing done; not that I was inclined anyway.
    Beautiful architecture everywhere though, very Roman inspired.
    This one building belonging to the Red Cross I thought was particularly pretty on a Saturday morning.

    The southern tinge to the dialect was quite cute. The National Art Gallery was impressively international, for US that is. A distinct lack of billboard style advertisement was refreshing and puzzling. Even the McDonald sign was 'plain' enough that you had to be standing in front of it to see the arch!
    Missed chance to try some cuppaccino flavoured shisha on the patio was greatly regretted. Must look for a place like that in TO.
    Reruns of A&E's 'Pride and Prejudice' on the Biography channel made it feel like almost home :D

    Lesson learned: Never rush out for dinner with sandal-shoes on in the middle of the downpour no matter how much your feet hurts from tredging around in high heels all day. Sitting down for dinner in wet socks will not only be uncomfortable but make you sick the next day. This never was a problem for Tagore in his young days but apparently it is for me :P


    At 8:13 a.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger Simika said...

    what are sandal shoes? open-toed, high-backed shoes? or closed-toes, open backed sandals? i'm confused....

    At 9:27 a.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger goBgoB said...

    glad to have u back shimi!

    At 11:09 a.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger Tazzy said...

    Sim: These were closed toe open back sandals :P

    Thanks Ipshi :)

    At 3:04 p.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger Jay said...

    That's a great lesson learned.

    At 5:52 p.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger Simika said...

    heheh thanks shimi :) and oh yeah welcome back to the land of tim horton's :D

    although tim horton's is now owned by the americans...

    At 9:09 p.m., November 21, 2005, Blogger mezba said...

    'Oasis' is a good shisha place in Scarborough. Pretty upscale (well relatively).

    Welcome back. Yes, I miss Tim Hortons in USA. And has anyone south of Indiana ever heard of tea? On the way to Florida every gas station had some broth they called coffee but no one had tea!

    At 5:18 a.m., November 22, 2005, Blogger Shirin said...

    You wore sandles in the rain and got a cold? Now that is bad but I would still say you should count your blessings that you didn’t get stopped and arrested by the fashion police for wearing sandles with socks! They weren’t short little white socks were they? ;-) Good to have you back.
    I love the picture. That red cross on the white stone looks great.

    At 9:27 a.m., November 22, 2005, Blogger Tazzy said...

    Tim Hortons Rocks!

    hahahha Shirini I was thinking the same thing as I was walking out of this really upscale hotel, that my lab is paying for thankfully.
    "Omg I'm wearing socks with sandleshoes!! AND they were black socks with white shoesandles!!"
    *muted horror*
    But I was so hungry and my feet had reached that stage of numb enough to fall off from being inside high heels for 8 hours that- I was just beyond caring.
    Thankfully the fashion police like to stay out of the rain :D - avoid frizzy hair etc. So I was saved.
    Fashion hurts :(

    Mezba: Thanks! :) I'll look it up

    At 1:32 a.m., November 23, 2005, Blogger Pallavi said...

    Good to have you back.. :) shob bhalo to ? kemon gelo tomar holiday..

    At 8:27 p.m., November 24, 2005, Blogger Tazzy said...

    Thanks pallavi.
    shob bhaloi :) wsn't so much a holiday- work conference :P
    tomar blogsite cholchey?

    At 11:36 p.m., November 24, 2005, Blogger Simika said...

    ish - shimi please update kor. tui aar ipshi update na korle, amar porar kichu thakey na.


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