The Happy Gardener

It's amazing how connected we are to the world around us. At a very personal and atomic level. To the sun, the moon, the stars, the flowers and the wind. Walking back home from dinner after Spanish class, I had a chance to experience the lovely night.And it made it me so happy. Like I never wanted it to end. It's a night that would make you appreciate just how nice right-now is. It makes you thankful that nights follow days to give punctuation to our lives. It makes you want to give up any bitter thoughts about the past and the anxieties about tomorrow. It makes you just want to breathe and be. Alright - this breeze from my windows is making me poetic. Or maybe it is the thought of my work-from-home day tomorrow. Yes, I am as lucky as the devil :-) Good night and God bless, people.

I really should be working right now. But it's been a beautiful weekend and there's still a few hours of a graceful Sunday left and I am in my balcony and things are just so in place. So I shall, instead, post this piece that I started a few evenings ago, after returning from a nice jog around the river. I am happily committed. To Boston. And by Boston, I don't snootily mean only that tiny city on the "right" side of the river. I mean Boston and the surrounding areas - everything that I associate with when I use the name "Boston" in the context of my life. It's an arranged marriage, of course. It wasn't like I fell in love at first sight. Or that I liked it more and more every time I saw it and counted days for our next meeting until I couldn't stay apart any more and had to move here. No, nothing so romantic. In fact, it was a marriage of convenience. I had a job here. It offered security and contentment - a completely materialistic decisio...

Lovely day. Started out alright and kept getting better. The sun showed up and smiled at me all day and I smiled right back at him. Had a breezy ride back home, ran ~ 6.5 miles around the beautiful Charles, and thanks to obliging SP, added a black Raspberry ice cream rush to the endorphin rush and am now finally dog tired. Ah, the sweet pain and tiredness of an over-active summer day! And now for a dose of Zen ... and bed.

Love Accordingly. "Love Accordingly". I saw this phrase painted on a sidewalk of a bridge while I was walking to the river in the rain last evening. Funny phrase. And rather deep too, I guess. As soon as I saw it, I had this image of all of us - girls, boys, kids, brothers, friends, moms, dads, teachers, colleagues - all, coming with a set of instructions. Information, rather. Who they really are, what they like, what they really want and what they really mean. And at the end of this information would be the phrase : Love Accordingly. Wouldn't life be much simpler ? But I guess that's what keeps life interesting - figuring out exactly who all these people that we "know" really are. And so to bed.

The table lamp on the nightstand needs a new bulb The rent check needs posting emails need composing my legs need stretching priorities need shuffling life needs pause I have like 4 posts (3 poems and a random piece I think) that are all in progress at the same time. I am not sure if I'll ever finish them. Meanwhile, I am off to find the songs that they use for the Kindle ads - they are fun!

Back from a happy trip to MI. Got to see the Big O address a bunch of graduating students - the man is a good speaker. Another of those things that I never thought would be a part of my life - watching one of the "President of the Free World"'s address in person. Life is truly an incredible, wondrous thing. Came back to a very good day in Boston. It was one of those days where you don't want to go to sleep and just stay up to drink up the day before it's gone. Also, reminded me that this is part of my 500 days of summer. What is 500 days of summer? Other than a well-made, interesting, indie movie, it is the name of my new phase. What does it entail/involve? We(the royal we) are not sure yet. But it involves openness, adventure and a general state of well-being. And also punting work during the fin de semana and making the most of every day in general, I guess. And before I close on this rather blah post, a simple yet powerful statement by Zainab Salbi, founder of ...