Cold California Day In/Out

Coffee beans under the table-top (Bet they weren't fair-trade!)

Oh Suchi you are such an adorably lost kid, I want to take you home. Wait! I HAVE done that :) See you again, very soon. 

Bringing me up!

Him and I,

Of same blood and flesh

And cloned dimpled chins.

My own believer, with a twisted arm,

Who silently bade me farewell  

To cynicism.

Out of air

We told each other stories 

Closer with every word and every other period

Till we were breathing into the others' nostrils

With uncomfortable intimacy,

Of you and her

And him and me.

Listened too much

Eavesdropped a little

That we sit now gasping

Breathless.

I flip over to get my coffee

And you go back to your ideation. 

Clap!

So my polygamy evangelizing, compulsively flirtatious, free-for-all gyaan rendering close friend SRB is finally getting hitched. His response to my zillion questions about it: "Saand bandh raha hai". You think you are funny, Dude? Ha, in your face. Advice from Mama:

• Do not get any 4/5/7 year itch
• STOP talking about polygamy becoming the norm, especially with wifey around 
• Stop acting like you are too cool for marriage (We all know how much you want to hold on to her pallu/halter top and follow her around.)
• Do not follow any of your own relationship advice
• Stick with being an MBA and do not transgress onto the paths of becoming a spiritual guru (No matter how much more money it may get you.)

Thank you.

Sincerely,

Me

P.S. Congratulations and a BIG hug. And more advice when I remember more.

Insomnias

"When I am with you, we stay up all night
 When you are gone, I can't get to sleep!
 Praise God for these two insomnias
 And the difference between them."


(Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī as translated by Coleman Barks)

Another self-portrait experiment!

First time loose painting/portrait experiment. I am happy with the result :)

P.S.- I am not a narc, just need a new model with some time and proclivity to not get pissed if the picture didn't look like him/her. AM, listening?

11/01 8:36 am Pacific Time

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