Mr . Barrister :-) !!

                                   

                                  I fell in love with a lawyer , I still love him in the present continuous tense.

                                                     I  call him "baby" and he calls me "my baby"  , Yes , we are always cheezy  

When we are together. But I have a very big problem , shhhh...its our secret . He has this peculiar malady  which I call "selective amnesia." Yes , after passing his bar exam  8 years ago , he began to start having episodes of forgetting names , places , events especially ex-girlfriends!  Whenever  I ask him about his past girlfriends he always say  " I cannot remember anything, I have amnesia!"

And whenever I ask him about something that i gave him a few months ago he would always say "I dont know , what is that?" 

If I ask him to whom does this email adress belong to?  He would always come up with this line " Who is that person ?" I cannot remember . "

He has amnesia!! His memory is in automatic selective amnesia mode whenever he is confronted with a threat  to his integrity and most especially his  privacy :-) (winks) 

Lawyers are abso-fu*c*ng lutely  busy. When they are not working they are sleeping , when they are not sleeping they are working .  Do I have a space in his precious schedule? 

Yes , when he is not working , we can sleep and snore together! :-))

Order in the court !!!bang bang bang !! The sleeping session is adjourned!

Exhibit A is showing signs of excessive lethargy and fatigue , Exhibit B is showing signs of  contempt and hostility, I declare a recess for this and will meet you again after the defendant has rested for a thousand years.  Bang! bang ! bang !! You may now go . 

This is her sexy secretary , I wonder what he was thinking when he hired her . I cannot deny the fact that I am so jealous of their precious time spent together in the law office. Grrrrrrrr.....

This is me pathetic old me ...always waiting for him in our love nest wearing this stupid lacey screwed lingerie. 

The string of pearls is a kind of props heheh trying to imitate  boudeville with a touch of ass and a touch of class..Pathetic old me... I might as well study law and become his secretary instead. 

Before I go , I just want you  to know that I was just bluffing about this . This blog is just a part of my imagination . Just stroking my  ego :-) One more thing  ,  my boyfriend taught me  a good lesson . He told  me that If ever  I get caught up in a mess and is expected to spill the truth " NEVER ADMIT THAT YOU ARE GUILTY. 

The session is adjourned. 

Can you still find true love in the age technology and globalization?

                                          Do you still believe in True love? The Romeo and Juliet kind of love?
Does it still exist? I mean seriously? In this day and age of multimedia galore :-) where we just click a pretty face on the internet and there she goes ...with her phone number and email address as long as you have PAYPAL :-)
                          How sad loves plight has become these days. Gone were the days of matchmakers making perfect matches for deserving couples to match their status in life.  Tell me what you think ? I dont even know what is love anymore in this age of technology. I mean , who can we trust here?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ObVBZLeVf8

Coffee table

This time silence took over everything.

TORN

                       Have you ever had this feeling like torn between two things and not knowing which to choose?
You want this thing and yet you want something else at the same time . This is the duality of nature  working .
We are facing a lot of  choices in our daily lives and more often  we do not really know which to pick .
What kind of shirt goes well with my pants? Which color is good for my shoes? Which brand of make up should I buy? Which ideal woman should I marry? The one who can write well but isn't so pretty or the woman who is pretty but couldn't write a single paragraph? Each and everyone of us is facing this kind of dilemma. It may be a different kind of dilemma or choice but somehow we must stand and decide sooner or later.
                               
                       Our mind is  not very reliable , it is fickle . It races into four different directions all at the same time .Try to imagine a horse drawn carriage with four horses racing in four different directions. What happens to the carriage ? Its lost and may dwindle in four different paths all at the same time. Chaos.          


                        To take hold of the mind is  sometimes futile. It is bombarded with hundreds racing thoughts on a daily basis. Which , when , where , who?  


                        Next time I will be facing another dilemma in my life , I would close my eyes first ...

breathe deeply ...then listen to my heart. The heart can always see what the eyes cannot see...

THANK GOD ! ITS FRIDAY !!!

                   

                        When i was a kid I use to have this friday sickness  thingy ,,,i dont know why I get sick every Friday morning ~  I am never sick now . Fortunately  I have outgrown this madness .I dont know why , but I did and I developed another illness hehehe...the lazy sunday morning sickness !


                         After a while i began to develop monday  blues , I get depresssed every Monday morning .


Kidding aside , people  always experience some kind of avoidance for something they dont really find pleasurable and comfortable with . When the mind is confronted with things that is unfavorable it shuts down and create panic to the physical body . Take the case of hyperventilation and panic attacks ; on normal days when the person is on his or her best element , there are no symptoms manifested. On days when the person is nervous or is expecting something unfavorable the persons body begins to show red flag signals such as hyperventilating , numbness of hands and difficulty in breathing ...this is because they cannot handle fear , pain , or hatred very well so the body is manifesting these symptoms . The mind is avoiding a certain situation , slowly it escalates and show through the physical body that it cannot handle that particular situation  or things that we call TRIGGERS .


              I'm just glad the week is finally over .  Time to clean and arrange my disheveled closet, and the bathroom walls need some scrubbing. In between breaks I'll have a cup of coffe and read the GITA , write a few lines and after that maybe send my son biking in the hallway. Whatever ! Let see what i can do on this FAVORABLE FRIDAY !

today is thursday again -- :-)) and talking to myself

 IF there is only a ritual to be offered to sandman (the king of dreams ) i would have gotten hold of it already.
I always have this feeling that sandman doesnt seem to like me and the love of my life together in my dreams...


 They say dreams are reflections of your subconcious mind ~it says a lot about your fears and happiness.


In my country we have this belief that when you dream about something bad you must not tell anybody about it ...Did i keep you waiting ?   Uhhmmmm..,I had a bad dream last night ...and to be honest ...Ive  been having bad dreams about about me and my love....its the fourth time I dreamed of something that isnt favoorable....i always dream about happy things ~ dreams about my friends laughing , my kids ,or sometimes I just dream about of people i dont even know ...but it is always a good one ...nothing that makes me scared .


It troubles me  so much  now.....If  theres something i can do to reach the king of dreams ~


I would offer  a yagna sacrifice ....charcoal ,  wood , fire , incense , some ghee...just to please sandman .




....SANDMAN , THE KING OF DREAMS PLEASE SEND ME A HAPPY DREAM WITH ME AND MY LOVE  HUGGING AND LOVING EACH OTHER...I WANNA SEE MYSELF UNSCARED , UNAFRAID , SECURE AND PEACEFUL BESIDE HIM .


WE HAVE AN APPOINTMENT SANDMAN ...SEE U IN MY DREAMS TONIGHT ...

I wake up each day full of hope ~grateful for  seeing the sunshine on my window pane again . Happy for the greetings that come my way  in the elevator , in the lobby , on the streets. A simple hello can brighten up my day  and lift my mood. I can see people from different walks of life rushing  off to work . Despite the hustle and bustle i still manage to contemplate and set myself to a   meditative mood.


I feel that i live a different life now ~


I was given the gift of time ~


The gift of chance to do what i want to do ~because i have'nt had much choice in life way back then .


21 years ago our teacher in high school asked us to write down in a piece of paper , an essay . The title of the essay is  "what I will become in the future".


Now its in my hands ....i can shape anything now....my future is now.