Abs

I have a six-pack too...it's just packed differently.

Shooting stars

Do shooting stars and crabs have a racket going? I was in Goa recently, and was sitting on the beach one night with my friend, trying to catch a shooting star. It was all very serene and beautiful, and I was being lulled into a sense of absolute peace. Just about then, this rather large crab decided to burrow out to the surface from right underneath me. Believe me, it is not a very comforting thought when a crab tries to get out from under you, and you are wearing minimalist clothing. At the very least, you feel rather vulnerable. The first indication I had that anything was amiss, was a big crab nudging my backside with its claws. "Would you kindly move your butt out of my way?" I am a brave enough man, but I draw the line at my bottom coming in contact with the business end of a crab's claws. My jungle yell understandably brought proceedings to an early end.

Blame monger

I would like to be able to blame someone else, just once, for the misfortunes that occur in my life, and to be completely convinced that it is all their fault. I reckon that must be rather therapeutic :-) Unfortunately, what does happen is that I mess up, over and over again, and with incredible clarity, am able to see, eventually, how I have messed it all up, all the time. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever learn. Like someone said, "You never get a second chance to make a first impression."

The Architect - II

I build my castles very well. I use a fair bit of truth for the foundations; I strengthen the ramparts with a strong mix of kindness and gentleness; love lights up my chandeliers; why, I even have a protective coat of hope on the outside, to shield it from the elements. Yet, following heavy showers of reality, some parts of my beautiful castle get damaged. I have spent a lot of emotion to repair my castle. I just don't understand.