Sunshine Too Brief

NYE_2008Portrait

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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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    Friday

    How to survive 5 hours on the beach on your own


    Labour Day at the Kitsilano beach (Pictures not my own)

    Packed :
    1 Bathing suit
    Pair of skorts
    2 Towels
    2 Books - one fluff and one that I've been meaning to finish for a while
    Music
    Pair of sunglasses
    Lip gloss
    Cute summer top

    12:00 pm
    Get the head phones on and start walking. Man, people love to garden around here. This one red flower looks like 'Shimul' tree in Dhaka.

    12:15 pm
    Hello ! Stalker kitten that hisses and follows around to make sure I'm out of its territory! Wonder what's Tusch doing.

    12: 17 pm
    Wonder just how pricy it would be to rent one of the rooms at the townhouses with balconies overlooking the ocean. Wonder if the owner is male and single. Wonder if he is at the beach waiting for me to walk by- the girl of his dreams whom he must take home for some tea.

    12:18pm
    I'm a shallow person. True love. Repeat to yourself, damnit. True love.

    12:45pm
    Great. Did all the G-string wearing babes of the neighbourhood decide to sunbathe today? Wheres that darn hat to cover puffy face? Should have worn the long skirt to cover flabby thighs.

    1:00pm
    I have better boobs.

    1:05pm
    This is the life. Fresh salty smell of air. Wonderful breeze that takes the heat of the sun. Sound of the waves. Sand in my toes. Gorgeous boys playing volleyball. 'Staying at Daisy's' is turning out pretty good too.



    1:45pm
    Its quite nice sitting on the blanket leaning against the logs. What a great idea!

    2:15pm
    Why would anyone choose to wear dockers to the beach? Shit, he's walking this way. Great, now I have to be friendly.

    2:30pm
    Yey. Drove off creepy french guy with gold bracelets. No I don't know when the sunset is. Yes its a nice beach. No I don't know that aprartment at Yonge and Steels. You have been here how long? Ofcourse I have a boyfriend who took me sightseeing around other beaches- now go away.

    2:55pm
    Hmm who knew sitting on sand for long can hurt your bum? Wonder if the restuarant by the beach sells anything interesting. Feel like an iced cuppacino. Shit. Forgot. No Timmy's.

    3:00pm
    Score! Special of the day- $1 Nacho and cheese :D Love labour day!

    3:05pm
    Sitting and munching on nachos while reading , under the umbrells on a proper chair at the patio by the beach beats sitting under the sun on the sand by the beach 6 to 4. Sometimes distance from nature is not bad.

    3:20pm
    Ocean's not too cold for wading in, but definitely not inviting enough to swim in with all the seaweed floating around. hmm. I love watching wet sand getting washed back by the waves. Only if I had a head for poetry.

    3:25pm
    Going for a swim in the warm salt water pool by the beach is about the same as swimming in the ocean no? I still have the same air and the same view of the mountains flaoting on my back. I must be a water child- I kind of forget the mountains are there half the time.



    4:15pm
    Aparently 'Do not swim after a meal' is not just a old-wife's tale. Oh well I guess I just sunbathe to a crispy grey tan- just thinking about mother's face is cracking me up.

    4:20pm
    I miss everyone.

    4:30pm
    Hungry again. Its kinda nice walking around in wet bathing suit and skorts. Everyone is doing it! How fit are these people? Maybe I should pick up roller blading.

    4:45pm
    Did I just inhale the all of the oily Fish and Chips?!
    Well. Atleast I didn't have pop with it. I'm on vacation damnit.

    6:00pm
    Book was nice- I love happy endings at the moment. Its good to sit on the patio for an hour without getting kicked out for not buying anything else. Wonder if I should stay for the sunset.

    6:05pm
    Shite, CD player's out of batteries. Oh well guess sunsets have to wait.

    Must repeat Next weekend...only that time make friends.

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