Never say goodbye...

A story about losers who lose everything yet manage to make a happy ending out of it. It's all about loving your parents, hating your spouses and wearing lots of designer stuff on a normal, every day basis.

And yet, in the flaming imperfection of it all, I could relate to what was going on in the movie. The woman's loveless marriage and her fling, which turns physical. The betrayal and the pain of admitting it to someone she may have never loved in that way but did care a lot about. The pain of having been found out and the suspense hanging over what to say...

Lots of small things in it made sense. Perhaps life is that way. It may not give you what you need, or the designer sarees I so fell in love with, but it will give you similar things to mull over, maybe similar experiences if it's so intended. All in all, this is a problem so many ppl prefer to say is all a work of fiction, but the sad thing is...it's all a part of our society. Hypocrisy and refusal to admit that this is where we are...and where we'll stay unless we change our mentality.

:)

Something beautiful...

One of my random thoughts led me to discover something truly beautiful. Maybe someday, I'll actually start working on it and make it a bit more thought out and chiselled and perfect. Maybe not perfect. It's the imperfection that's more memorable and far more outstanding.

Like having perfect views, a different thought could shatter them and take you on a different line of thought. But if we didnt have different views, there's not much point to our discovering or rediscovering things on our own. I love a bit of an argument but not when it gets too personal, or too intrusive. One loves to chew on ideas and look at all sides and just leave it be, instead of taking the whole responsibility of taking a decision and sealing the fate of all those million thoughts floating around.

It's better to be a brain buzzing with activity and learning new things every single moment instead of being one that 'knows' it all and doesnt need to, or want to, open up anymore.

Twice on a blue moon...

One gets a day all to oneself. So one hops away to a special dim sum festival for dim sums made by chefs flown in from China. Unfortunately, I didnt find a great variety...I got a nice special dimsumania menu card which had two pages - one for vegetarians and one for non-vegetarians. However, I'd found more variety in China White (which has shut down to the extreme disappointment of all the dim sum fans such as moi) from sticky rice and chicken bits wrapped and steamed in lotus leaves to other fantastic creations. Perhaps the focus here wasnt on variety but on the authenticity of these dim sums...which was nothing different from the usual dim sums and sui mais one gets at the restaurant at any other time.

My sister liked the prawn dim sums dipped in a green chutney of sorts, vinegar with spring onions and chillies with probably a hint of ginger. Even the dim sums, especially the chicken ones, were lightly flavoured with ginger - lending a refreshingly sharp taste to the otherwise bland chicken. However, the chicken+mushroom buns disappointed me. I'd rather go back to Hong Kong and get the buns from the cafeteria there - however, the roast pork filling I'm sure was the main reason I loved them.

The jasmine tea and a glass of Cosmopolitan gave the right accompaniment to these little steamed treasures. At the end of this wonderful treat, one couldnt suppress a smile and a wish for honey fried noodles dipped in vanilla ice cream.