Can we really consider ourselves as educated gentlemen and women????

Well today while travelling (thats when my mind is the most creative and soo many things are there to observe), a group of woman labourers wioth their children, some infants barely months old, and some elderly ladies, got on the bus together with me. These ladies were struggling to get their balance in the bus along with their infants (you knwo how travelling by buses in Mumbai can be). What was disheartening there were soo many educated, well dressed people in the bus, heading to office. They could have been kind enough and given their seats to these ladies, but they see to be soo oblivious about the presence of these labourers. Though someone eventually did give one their seat.

Well in school, as a kid i learnt tahat we should offer our seat to the elderly and ladies. But does this lesson only applies to wel dressed women only??? Would these ladies have to go through the same ordeal if their situation were different and they were not labourers but woman from affluent families????

Doesn't this make you wonder... What example are we setting????

Obessed with a song???

Have you gone through this phase where you have heard this song and it somehow stuck in your head and you want to hear it over and over again. You become so obsessed with it. You assoicate it to situations or events that occur in your life. Well after my friend introduced me to Don't want to say Goodbye by Teddy Thompson from the Brokeback Mountain soundtrack, I too went through all this. Though this isn't my first time.

But somehow I was able to apply this to my life, to my losses and sadness that have gone through. To the hearbreak, pain of loosing someone you care so much about. Whether it your friend or your pet.

Wedding Cards

Had been to David & Co. a well known dealer for all wedding related items, mainly Christian and Parsi. And for ocassion like death aniversary, moths mind mass, First Holy Communion, christening, and all such momentoes. Was there for Dada's first death anniversary. But couldn't stop admiring people picking out their wedding cards and momento. Hoping that one day I would do the same. Actually already picked out the momento for my wedding. A couple standing near a blue horse carriage.

Iranian Cafe

My friends and colleagues Ghazala, Neil and Vinita and myself have an habit og talking about the different eateries we have been to. And somehow we talk aboout these old Iranian restaurents that they have been to in and around South Mumbai. And the food they severed there.

Well this Saturday had a pleasure of visiting one such place at Dhobi Talao (Near Metro). There was something sweet about this place. It something of a rarity that is seems to be fading away in the modern world. There was an old world charm to it, elderly gentlemen taking your order, round tables with red checks table cloth, those chairs, and people having mawa cakes, puddings, sandwiches. You will not see such structure anywhere now.

Had a sandwich, didn't like it too much, but was enjoying the place soo much that i didn't mind it. Had to have the pudding thinking about my friend Ghazala's recommendation. And it was worth it.

All in all it was wonderful experience. To be transported to another world. How wish this world wouldn't fade way and find its place in the modern world without loosing it's charm :)

Friends

I wonder what life would be without friends????

It would really be pretty empty and gloomy. I would have been in the depths of dispair an dsepression if wouldn't have been for friends who pulled me back up :). They my support system, the crutches that I lean on when situation cripples me. Someone who I can lean on in my darkest hour. Someone who makes me realise my folly, spank me, correct me, but have my best interest in their heart.

I know I am blessed with the best, after all I have found these gems. The funny thing is some I have recently met, maybe a month back, but it seem I have known them for ages. Lovew talking to them, though I may have never met them. Chat with them for hours on messenger. Spend time with them. share my interests, makes life worth living.

Then there are my old friends who I can't do without. I may have fought with them, screamt and abused them. But at the end of the day I care too much about them.

I really care about all my friends, they are my baccha and soo dearly love them.

Well this is for all my friends, new and old, I want you'll to be a part of my life. Be there for joys, and support in sorrows. I wnt you guys and gals to be my friends for a life time.

From the bottom f my heart I THANK YOU ALL....

Yours forever
Roddie

Wish.. Wish.. Wish

How i wish to wake up in the morning and all my mistakes are no more. Rubbed off and there is a clean slate. I how I wished I could undo the mess I have created. How i wish I had a time turner to turn back time.


How I wish.....

How justified are we in the things we do????

I travel to work daily by First Class from Malad to Andheri. The other day a man dressed in rags and his child was trying to get into the compartment at Jogeshwari. The people at the gate tried to block the person from entering the compartment saying this was the first class compartment. The poor person may not have been able to get into the other compartment as it was peak hours. And he was actually pleading. Are we justified in doing so??? Could we just allow him and the child in to the compartment on a humanity basis. After all there wouldn't be a Ticket Collector in the Train???

Well it was shocking to see the video of Sadam Hussein's execution being broadcasted in one of the big new channel. This was an absolutle shocker, especially from the news channel. We condenm the news channels for flashing the hostage execution videos. How justified was this news channel in showing this footage????

How justified are WE????