Creativity

Programming is a very creative job. Realizing it took so long!
Much like cooking, organizing, dressing up. Its hardly any surprise then i like them all. no?
I have this new flare to design and decorate my home and myself and of-course the lil one.
This new found joy of carrying my Louis Vuitton around. Dressing to work to the T most days.
Shopping for clothes and accessories.
Drawing rangoli on small stones to decorate the puja corner for festival days. I even made my own small lamps to light :).
Reading books on organizing things around.
This craziness to write the perfect code covering everything, well documented, well formatted conforming to the best of standards.ahhh sometimes it takes a lot of time and effort and leads to disappointment if i dont meet my own standards be it in cooking that staple rasam or anything else, but its been most rewarding to finish things my way.
Since the break-from-assignment is supposed to end in a minute, off to get some tea.
Why do i update this blog? I think because i dont want to loose what i thought that day.
Someday i will again have the luxury of time to sit n ponder and write at length probably atleast a bit creatively.
But for now write them thots somewhere. Paper no longer an option.reason: khushi likes to draw crescent moon everywhere.

Mangalore muses

What is in the cities we live. Some that I cant forget some that i dont want to go back to. ever.
I love Mangalore. The rain, the warmth and just about everything in this city pulls me back there.
I like Wellington. The smallest capital city in the world. The comfort of having everything within 5km radius.
house/work/beach/hills/gym/daycare. Its perfect my life here. But i need a change. Man is like that by design i think. There has to be something new and exciting every now and then. Prash and I are nomads as all our frds and family call us. We just love to stay outside the house as much time as possible. Like seeing new places and things. Pushing ourselves to the limit more now with lil khushi , who not surprisingly loves garden n beach more than her own room and soft toys!.
Bangalore my hometown so to say is a different story. I dont like the city anymore. Its just not my kind of lazy malleswaram  dose/coffee/timepass place anymore. The people, the arrogance, the traffic and the heartlessness of it all. May be its just me may be i have softened down and gone weak in the last few years since I left the city and arent tough enough to live happily there.
Prash and I are going back to India for good soonish. Soon is a relative term. I do hope for the good of all 3 of us that we dont move to Bangalore.
The dream of living in Mangalore :) Its soooo exciting. So peaceful. The incessant warm rain in the monsoon. The tall majestic green coconut trees. The pleasant sound of sea at midnight. The song like language of people. The peace in the temples. The talented and colorful yakshagana.Please let me go back there. Please take me back.Someday someday i will be there to bask in the sun and feel the breeze and see the rain make patterns on my window so beautiful that i shall cry at the joy of having made my dream come true. But for now i need to find a job for dose/coffee there :)