All about living in this crazy, wonderful city called Bombay
July 10, 2007
Thane - Shifting closer to town
Did you know that Thane is now just a 50-minute drive from Nariman Point???? I was resigned to spending half the day in the car, but we left at 9.20 am and were already seated for our meeting there at 10.15 am. And its a beautiful drive - you feel like you are going to a hill station. I love all the new flyovers and Expressways!!!!
July 09, 2007
The Secret
Have you heard about The Secret? I just started reading it yesterday and am completely hooked after something that happened today. I must confess that I am one of life's great disbelievers - everything is to be questioned, every piece of philosophy attracts "healthy cynicism" and every word, act or instuction must be logically explained to me before I will believe in it. However there is something so naively fairytale-like about The Secret that made me want to believe in it, despite my natural inclinations. And guess what? I think it worked :)
When I first went to Paris a year back I bought some beautiful paintings - however, they went missing six months back. I kept hunting for them everywhere and would then ache for the loss. Then yesterday, I decided to stop crying over what I had lost and focus on the ones that I did have. We spent a lovely Sunday evening sorting through our remaining collection, reliving our Parisian moments, framing them and placing them around the room. Today morning, I stood in front of my favourite scene - Champs Elysees in the rains - and savoured its memories before leaving home.
Later in the afternoon, I walked into my bedroom and the first thing I see is a packet containing the missing paintings - in a spot thats right in front of my eyes, and where I have looked a million times before. Did enjoying what we had "attract" these paintings back to me? I dont know, and for once in my life I wont analyze, dissect or debate - just accept.
When I first went to Paris a year back I bought some beautiful paintings - however, they went missing six months back. I kept hunting for them everywhere and would then ache for the loss. Then yesterday, I decided to stop crying over what I had lost and focus on the ones that I did have. We spent a lovely Sunday evening sorting through our remaining collection, reliving our Parisian moments, framing them and placing them around the room. Today morning, I stood in front of my favourite scene - Champs Elysees in the rains - and savoured its memories before leaving home.
Later in the afternoon, I walked into my bedroom and the first thing I see is a packet containing the missing paintings - in a spot thats right in front of my eyes, and where I have looked a million times before. Did enjoying what we had "attract" these paintings back to me? I dont know, and for once in my life I wont analyze, dissect or debate - just accept.
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