And the song goes..
"Straighten my new mind's eye...
...............................................
Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me 'til I'm dead
Oh, if you would and you could"
Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me 'til I'm dead
Oh, if you would and you could"
Well, definitely do not love me for my money as I have none ( unless you want to love me for being poor). I also don't know who these lines are meant for, which I guess, makes all this a sad attempt to simply escape from my reality- a pile of papers and books staring at me asking to be read. ANYhows, the song is lovely and I don't mind "crazy magic" happening (like my road trip to Kotagiri) anytime :).
In other news and happenings:
My cousin's love story comes to an end and she is happily getting hitched to the guy mommy and daddy chose.The other guy ( the ex)appears to be heartbroken, if we want to believe his recent facebook statuses and some messages he sent me. Makes me wonder if love has become an emotion of convenience?Or, on a more optimistic note-perhaps it wasn't love at all.
My dear, hippie,bird watching, nature gazing, traveler, biker, educator, activist, God's own child ( being a priest and all) friend is in NY for a month. We spoke on the phone and he is here to "get away from it all". See, even a priest needs a break from it all. So what about a lesser mortal like me?! My last proper vacation- vacation was in summer of 2007. Yes, I am one of those ticking bombs waiting to explode.
SO, would you love me till I die? Ha..I know-tricky!
(PS: I tried to listen to some of other songs by Nick Drake. Too melancholic/depressive/sad- take your pick. Poor chap died at a young age too-I think it was depression).
Oh! and its all rainy and wet and my little garden looks charming.
In other news and happenings:
My cousin's love story comes to an end and she is happily getting hitched to the guy mommy and daddy chose.The other guy ( the ex)appears to be heartbroken, if we want to believe his recent facebook statuses and some messages he sent me. Makes me wonder if love has become an emotion of convenience?Or, on a more optimistic note-perhaps it wasn't love at all.
My dear, hippie,bird watching, nature gazing, traveler, biker, educator, activist, God's own child ( being a priest and all) friend is in NY for a month. We spoke on the phone and he is here to "get away from it all". See, even a priest needs a break from it all. So what about a lesser mortal like me?! My last proper vacation- vacation was in summer of 2007. Yes, I am one of those ticking bombs waiting to explode.
SO, would you love me till I die? Ha..I know-tricky!
(PS: I tried to listen to some of other songs by Nick Drake. Too melancholic/depressive/sad- take your pick. Poor chap died at a young age too-I think it was depression).
Oh! and its all rainy and wet and my little garden looks charming.
2 comments:
so you love serendipity then, is that why you picked your blog address ? serendipity 05 ?
Nice that you were in a love-y state, did you go hug a shark ?
deeah o deeah ! you've never heard of corporate love and corporate romances ? don't worry, the ex, your facebook friend is just acting depressed. He has to. He'll be ok. They are not suicide kind. Soon there'll be another IT or corporate chokree in his life, for a brief period again. These people i mean IT and the corporates are so influenced by the Tamil and Hindi movies that they think its real and try to do the same in their lives. They don't know and they they don't want to know. They are not even aware that they are insensitive. so no romance lasts. Good for them.
So your priest friend chooses NYC to get away from it all. Some one must have paid for his ticket. And he is eating muddon chiggen beefy and fisshy to get away from it all ??. In return he will bless his host.
love you ??
of course i do
Aiyoo ! yenda ammey !
yes, I like Serendipity. Sweet word isn't it?
The church paid for his trip Rauf :) And I cant imagine him hogging the way you described. He barely eats anything.
Thanks!and ofcourse, I do too.
And why ayyo? and why you calling your amma?
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