Decisions

Chelsea won the premiership. There is no news on the takeover  bid of Manchester United by the Red Knights. Tottenham got the 4th place and qualified for the Champions league. So which team will I support. I guess I will end up supporting Chelsea. Mourinho won my heart for Chelsea when I first arrived in London.  I may change my allegiance if Mourinho comes back to manage the Premier League. If the Red Knights successfully make their bid for Manchester United and Jose Mourinho comes in as the manager then I will in all probability shift allegiance.
I have been rather quite about the elections. I am disappointed in the results. I did not expect the Liberal Democrats to win the majority and mandate of the people but I felt that Nick Clegg deserved more seats. It felt good to be part of the democratic process.
Through all of this I can confidently say that I am a Londoner. Right now that is where I belong.

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Roots

I have just finished a book called "The Immortals of Melhua." by Amish. After a long time has a book been able to arouse physical emotions. If the books to follow are as good as this then it would be an epic. A tale set in 1900 B.C. has helped me understand my culture. I know my mentality and outlook is not that of a typical Indian. In fact I will be highly disappointed with myself if it was the case. In two weeks time I will be casting my vote to decide who the next Prime Minister of The United Kingdom will be. The irony is that I am not a citizen of the U.K. and I have not got the chance to vote in India. I have waited nearly 14 years for this opportunity to exercise my democratic right. It will take a cataclysmic event for me to miss the elections. 
My roots reach a spectrum of places but deep down I know that they are strong. The winds may blow and howl but it will not trouble me. For I know the strength that exists within me and the source of it.

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Dreams

My birth and destiny number is 8. It is a highly spiritual number. I do not know whether it is this factor or a God given gift bit my dreams have a tendency to come true. The more realistic my dream is the greater the chance of it coming true. This is not a new phenomenon. This is something that has been there since I was a child. My dreams generally come true within a week to 6 months. A few months back I dreamt that my Mom was being taken/sent to a white building on a stretcher. Her eyes were closed and she was covered in a white sheet. It appeared to me as if my Mother was dead or near death. When I mentioned this to my Mom over the phone she said "It would be good for everyone." I got extremelly upset and did not speak to her for nearly a week.
On March 17th my Mom was rushed to the hospital. On March 19th my Mom was transfered to Narayana Hruydalaya in a near dead state. Somehow they managed to save her. I truly believe that it was God's mighty hand that healed her.
I finally had a dream that I liked. I just hope that this comes true. Do I qualify as a prophet? Can my dreams be classified as visions? I do not know.
On a seperate note the song Raat Kali has been stuck in my head all day.
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Dating or Arranged Marriage?

For some reason ever since my teens; I was dead against the concept of arranged marriages. Now I have become more accepting of the idea. I don't know if it is because of age or wisdom. However I still see it as another route to meet a girl albeit one that has a stronger binding than a person you would meet at a party.
If multiple proposals come at the same time and you take the time and effort to know everyone at the same time then can it be considered cheating?
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Travel

So far I have not had one good international flight. My flight from India to London in January was snowed in. I'd rather not talk about my flight to and from Greece. My flight from London to India today was filled with turbulence in the air, the food was terrible and they did not have sufficient cups to serve water so I am terribly dehydrated and cramped. Sadly I have no choice. I hate transit flights and currently B.A. Is the only one that flies direct to Bangalore. I think I should form a facebook group to plead to Vijay Mallya to reinstate the London Bangalore route.
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Jesus take the wheel

I am going through a difficult period now. However I have realized that the only way not to lose control is to willingly relinquish control. Who better to give control than to Christ? He has a purpose and plan for me. Sometimes Country music can be so comforting. The following song is of great comfort. The other song by Brad Paisley called "When I get where I am going."

Platonic Love

I regularly have engrossing debates with one of my best friends about the existence of Platonic love. I don't think we have arrived to an agreement as yet. She says that girls and guys can be friends without any desire to get into an intimate relationship. I believe that it really does not matter how you meet. At some point of time people will wonder whether your friend can be a potential partner or not get attracted to her. Plato believed that there were levels of love. These levels need not include physical love. This idea is the origin of the word Platonic love.
Philos is the Greek word for love that is used to describe the love you have for your friends. Eros is the appreciation of beauty in a person. This need not be sexual in nature. Then you have Agape. This involves loving a person to such an extent that you are willing to lay down your life for a person. Interestingly the Greeks had just one Goddess of love. 
She has been my friend for more than ten years now. Somehow we know what the other is thinking or when we need the other no matter in which part of the globe we are. Can such a relationship be defined? If I knew the answer then I guess I would not be writing this.

-- Sent from my Palm Pre

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Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

Sometimes I wonder if my itouch has a mind of its own. I nearly always leave it on shuffle. 
This morning the song "Mistakes" by Don Williams has been playing in my head. I thought about the song "Hurt" which was originally done by Nine Inch Nails and later made famous by Johnny Cash. Now I am listening to "Boulevard of Broken Dreams." by Green Day. Some of the dreams I had have gone up in smoke. Now I guess I have just two dreams. I do not know if I will be able to achieve them. Maybe they are best left alone like the search for the Holy Grail. Once again like the Holy Grail; I do not know whether my dreams are real or just misinterpreted. SanGreal is not the same as SangReal. 
Sometimes the only way you know if you are still alive is if you get hurt. As long as you feel pain then you know you still feel. "Tears may dry up but the heart never will" - Marguerite de Valois

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Take a chance on me

Take a chance on me seems to be running in my head since the time I left the office today. I have no idea why. Am I going to meet someone that is taken by someone else but my love for her will be so great that I will be willing to wait for her? I have done it before. Looking back I do not know if that was love or just a crush. However I know that hearing the news that she got married made me physically sick and I needed a double shot of whisky to calm me down. My divorce was also a heart wrencher for me. I have a lot of pent up love to give. However the person who wants it must be willing to take a chance on me. I do not know how I will react. I want to love someone and would like someone to love me. Someone who can accept me for who I am. 
I know with each passing day my Manglorean gene is becoming more dominant. Whether this is good or not; I have no idea.  Can someone be compatible with a Mangy-Mallu half  breed? I think and dream only in English. I can understand Tulu and Malyalam but cannot converse in it. I am both and I am unique. Pre ordained by God for a specific purpose. I am not a Mongrel. I am a thorough bred.

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Always look on the bright side of life.

Sometimes the world can be quite a dry place. People need to have the ability to laugh at themselves. Yes I joke with people and about people. I do not get offended when people pull my leg because I laugh at myself. 
Sarah Palin's offence on the Family guy reference to her is uncalled for. I watch Family Guy from time to time but I am not a great fan of it. Family Guy can be rude and obnoxious but that is what makes it intersting. I have not seen the entire episode but I do not think Sarah Palin's name or her daughter or son's name was mentioned. Seth McFarlane said that the show was an "equal opportunity offender." On days when it is terribly cold, I invariably end up telling my friend that I am "terribly shrivelled and to the left." Those of you that have watched the movie "Liar Liar" will know what I mean. I have never compared myself to anyone but I think this clip by Russel Peters should clear any doubts.

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The Muse

Every writer,poet or artist needs a muse. I am trying a new muse. I don't know if she will work for me or not. If not I have another muse as a back up. I would rather not use her because I believe in what I call " The Curse of the Muse." In my opinion a Muse is someone you love, desire and probably even lust after but you cannot have her. You should not have her. She should be placed on a pedestal. Bringing her down to your level by proclaiming your love to her or confessing that she is your muse will end the power and blessing of the muse. Why take a risk and risk the wrath of a woman and a muse? I value my life a lot. However one thing that has put me in a dilemma is whether a girlfriend or wife will be jealous. Hell hath no fury like a scorned woman. Getting Bobbitted would probably be my greatest fear. I don't mind getting put in the dog house but one of sayings attributed to Confucius is "Man who gets kept in dog house ends in cat house soon."
My poem is below.

Angel

The first time I saw you splendoured in white.
Never have I beheld such an angelic site.
Has my mortal body seen the rapture?
How else could she my soul capture?

On another day dressed in velvety blue,
I wonder whether loving you is Taboo.
Heading towards the life of Kreon again.
Will I arrange for Uriah to be slain?

She is best left on a high pedestal.
A vision that is not real.
Another small piece of perfect beauty.
Has been revealed to me.

Shards of perfection

I do not believe that perfection exists in the physical world. If one achieves perfection then there is nothing else to achieve. I am a Platoist in thought. Plato believed that reality was two layers. The world of becoming and the world of being. The world of being is the realm of ideas. It is there where perfection exists.
I believe that everything that happens in the world of reality is a small shard of a perfect idea. Take for example beauty. If I find someone or something beautiful it is because that person or object represents a part of my idea of beauty. Now each person has different perceptions of beauty. Each of those perceptions form a different idea of beauty. This idea of beauty in turn forms a shard of an image of beauty. So currently you have about 6.7 trillion ideas of beauty that forms one major idea of beauty. This beauty is of course the way humans consider beauty.
The reason I write this is for some strange reason Bryan Adams "Have you ever Loved a Woman" has been stuck in my head since the moment I got up.
This may be a trend that develops in this blog but here is a cover of that song that I find really beautiful.

Introduction

The main reason for this blog is to write my thoughts that are not financially related or at least see if I am capable of writing something that has no relation to finance. So who is a bard? The original bards were an order of Celtic poets who recited the exploits of legendary warriors. In time the bard started being associated with traveling musicians.
In Dungeons & Dragons Bards are non lawful characters that has qualities of a fighter, a thief and a mage. A jack of all trade but master of none. Bards use their words and music to create magic. Now I consider myself to be a poet, singer and a slight musician. A bard of sorts. I am not a magician but if I can stir the emotion of my readers and to make them think then that is more than sufficient. I intend this blog to be the way I view the world. If I write any poetry then they will appear here. In the meantime let me start you on my bardic journey with the following songs.