I have been tagged; twice? Or may be even more than that.
But then haven’t I spoken about my love and preference and all that too much.
So I was just thinking is there anything left to say. Or should I just talk
about the weekend I spent? Let see what comes out.
So it was Saturday afternoon, after office went back home,
with nothing in particular in mind. As usual preparing for a mundane work at
home weekend. Thought of playing “Rise of the Nation” or do some unfinished
sketches. Then started surfing the channels, my usual pogo, cartoon network and
Disney channels. And then suddenly saw that Hungama airing all three parts of
Spy Kids back to back. So hooked on. Half way through the second part, I
thought someone becoming my life partner, have to survive this – cartoons,
kiddy stuff and the kid in me. Big time – a fultu serious guy at office can
suddenly decide to be “The Kid” at home.
The newspaper told me that some other channel was also
airing Iqbal. So switched back n forth. And, yes, tears. Something might not be
overly emotional, very hurting or something. But there are innumerable emotions
that simply flow through my eyes. Take it or leave it; I am not weak, but yep I
simply love doing it. Hmm, another stuff my partner needs to accept.
Sunday morning- ooops sorry! I lost the entire morning. Woke
up at 12:05. Sunday mornings are supposed to be that way, isn’t it? Skipped
breakfast. Cooked lunch and also the stock for half of the week. The chicken
was zzimply marvelouse! Baked some nankhatai. In fact innovated to add a bit of
chocolate. So another thing eh! I don’t NEED my partner to cook. But sharing
the kitchen would be heavenly. I am a bit off on the regular cooking, so some
help in that field will be welcome.
Then, the usual, clean and dust and sweep and wash… whew!
And a cup of coffee after all these chores while poofing off would have been
heavenly! Need that pardner – if you are listening.
Saw “Catch that Kid”, and I love that kid. Hmm want to raise
my kid in that way; who can go out and kick ass of those wise guys. And be
daredevil, and smart and love his dad – mom too! Well I know some moms wont
like it that way. But! If you are my pardner – better watch out, I know what I
want in this field and I don’t think I wanna compromise on this!
Afternoon was cloudy and drizzling; romantic! Went out for a
stroll and ventured into a nearby nursery. Nothing specific to do, just wanted
to enjoy the green, and the mushrooms sprouting on a soggy old tree trunk. Some
unknown flowers, lying on the obscure end of the area. Sat, and enjoyed the
rain, the green and the atmosphere. Another point? Have to be an ardent rain
lover and crazy enough to soak in rain. Am ready to be partner anytime she
wants and would definitely like her to sit silent listening to the raindrops.
Night was with Erin Brokovich; love that movie. Don’t you
feel proud for the character? I know ladies love to look up to their man. But I
kind of also like to look up to my partner. My partner also needs to have a
life on her own, which she feels proud and I feel proud. A life that is as
complete without me as with me. And of course communication! Need someone to
whom I can communicate on equal turf – have to have a dialogue. Not about
shopping and tele-serials. From street dogs to Mother Teresa, everything under
the sun. And keep shut when we need, communicating without words equally.
Hmm, then I was identifying with the male character in the
movie. The biker one! Free wheeler – untamed. That’s another part in me. Can do
totally off the beat stuff, freaky unplanned vanishing acts. I have the
patience and conviction to manage a lot of my characters, but still a few are
really untamed. Some needs to remain that way and some I need my partner to
tame in. Where I want to remain untamed, I need a partner to walk beside.
Physical attributes – not much I need; but long tresses to
play with and deep eyes to get lost, is also a part of the dream. And that’s
about it; don’t know if it has been eight or six or ten – but I guess I have
complied to the tag? On another note, was feeling the need to communicate
pretty badly. SN called up – just to say hi; have just started talking to this
lady, who is about to become the partner of one of bro’s friends. I know you
will be reading this – so thanks a lot for easing my evening.
India lost a cricket series after nine months – definitely a
case of miscarriage! A star against the name of the playing batsman –
remembered someone used to say that means conditions apply! As in the
advertisements, here it means if the conditions suit him – he is gonna play.
Even the space has started looking like deserted lonely place…