am back

not really
but i just realised it has been a year
and what a year it was

getting over heartbreak
falling in love
cleaning up baggage
joining drama, kickboxing flute
getting a nephew
and getting engaged

whirlwind
moving from the poky little room
to a 2 bed room apartment with a friend
and then a big raise and promotion
quitting kickboxing and flute
and joining aerobics and drums instead

:)

ohho now i love my life
such a turnaround

but i must remember
this too shall pass

must enjoy it while i can

and i am here

one day

shall outgrow
rights and wrongs


outgrow decisions
that take you to different places
to decisions
that make you a different person

and be choosing
not consequences
of what would happen to me
but of what i could become

ok this was never meant to be a crib blog

but it so much to resist falling into that trap

when noone else listens


so i wont do that anymore, i think - the same resolution for the nth time
:)
and so much has happened i should write about

"Say I saw an animal that looks dead, Astrid said.

Why would I want to poke it with a stick? Why would I want to do something that might be cruel if the animal isn't dead and is still alive and only looks like it's dead?”

“To see if it's alive.”

the accidental - ali smith

days spent in counting days

strange and sublime address - amit chowdhary

sa huff re blow ga whew!

so have started to lern the flute
hindustani classical
and had my flute ordered from delhi
arrived yesterday - its so big! and beautiful!


breathful of notes
broken and fuzzy
escape my flute
drifting to the floor

every morning
i stir fry them
and make me
a musical bite

ok this music and kitchen combination really getting to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok, ok

i was being a tired grumpy spoilt kid there

but its okay - once in a while one can sulk and crib