vindaloo

Well guys and gals, think I resisted it long enough, thought my armour was strong but I think cupid has finally found a crack and I'm hit. The love bug has finally bitten this bohemian maverick. Well I must say that this trip to Bombay was really fruitful, I finally met the person who I think I might share the rest of my life or whats left of it. Could'nt resist that angelic smile. I wasnt really sure she'd say yes, but I think all that praying finally paid off. Well it took some effort to convince my parents, but then they know I am an adamant ass and it's either my way or my way.
Any complaints on my acting strange should be blamed solely on her. It is no wonder that most of my friends are cribbing that I didnt meet any of them whilst in Bombay. Why would I spend time with anyone else.
Well her name is, I think I ought to ask her before I can print her name. I had no idea that life could be so much fun, for two entire weeks time passed by as if I was floating on a cloud. I have tried my hand at poetry and know that I am not particularly good at it and hence cannot put in words what it feels like when I am with CP, but sadly the good time passed and I had to come back to my work and she had to get back to hers. I console myself by talking to her everyday and the webcams and yahoo chat do make it a little less painful but I have never felt so homesick ever in my life. To help myself I have deleted all ballads from my computer, they can make times seem worse than they aldready are. I know its just a matter of months and we will be back again, but everyday seems so morose. I wish travel were as easy as in Start Trek and I had studied enough to build a transpoter type teleportation machine. Well I guess I'll hae to bide time with the phone attached to my ear and make do with audio visual tools till I can feel her touch again.

To my Love,

I miss the way you looked at me.. and the way you stared
I miss the way you loved me but now your not there
I miss the way you slept and the way you held me close
I have to tell you your time with me is what I miss the most

I miss the way you'd hold my hand...on our night time walks
I miss the way you helped me cope with the comfort talks
I miss you in every way you see...
but I tell myself be Strong Cause I know you also miss me....

Well I went down to India to be a Godfather. Yeah thats right, I'm a Godfather. And this is the Fortunate one.

Yeah hes little but I'm betting hes gonna be naughtier than his Godfather. I hope my sister does not read this. The christening was fun except for some ceremonial parts. It was a little hectic. Well little is being very modest as I had just landed in the morning at 3:30 after being on a plane for 17 hours, out of which the first segment was a 15 hour non stop flight. But the noise and pollution and Bombay helped me stay awake through the party. Well before I forget, the little brat is named Joshua. I am still a little pissed at my sister cause he was born 2 days after my bday, but she is happy about it, she should know what it feels like to share a birthday.
One interesting moment during the mass was when I was making faces at him when we were on the altar and the entire choir and church was looking at me, both Godfather and child totally oblivious to the crowd.
Heres one for the little Kiddo. Cheers to Joshua. Enjoy your first appearance on the World Wide Web. Hoping you stays awake a lot more.

Yeah believe it I am back from my vacation. Boy how I wish I could spend a few more months at home. Have a lot of stories to tell and a lot of pictures to post thats if I didnt accidentally aldready delete them from my camera. Had a wonderful time at home with the family. Now I am back here and its work time again. Someone say something about morose Mondays, think about this work after a months break, some of the people here dont recognize me, I've been out of this place that long and I do not regret it. Hoping to repeat my performance again at the end of 2006.

Keep reading for gossip and tidbits of jargon from my vataion.

Feels great to blog again...