Better man

This song has been playing in my head for quite some time now... Was curious to know what made me fall in love with it the first time I heard Robbie Williams render it! After all these years... The magic still remains... Better Man - Robbie Williams Send someone to love me I need to rest in arms Keep me safe from harm In pouring rain Give me endless summer Lord I fear the cold Feel I'm getting old Before my time As my soul heals the shame I will grow through this pain Lord I'm doing all I can To be a better man Go easy on my conscience 'Cause it's not my fault I know I've been taught To take the blame Rest assured my angels Will catch my tears Walk me out of here I'm in pain As my soul heals the shame I will grow through this pain Lord I'm doing all I can To be a better man Once you've found that lover You're homeward bound Love is all around Love is all around I know some have fallen On stony ground But Love is all around Send someone to love me I need to rest in arms Keep me safe from harm In pouring rain Give me endless summer Lord I fear the cold Feel I'm getting old Before my time As my soul heals the shame I will grow through this pain Lord I'm doin' all I can To be a better man --Toodles, Me

Hattrick + 1

Watched Messi make it messy for Arsenal in the second lef of the Champion's League QF :) loved every one of the 4 goals he scored. Loved Nixon's optimism... Till the 85th minute he was sure that Arsenal will equalize (& win with more away goals).... 87th minute he came down to at least go down 3-2 not 3-1... And when Messi drove the last nail into the coffin of Arsenal's CL dreams, he sorely admitted that Messi was messimerizing :) Looking forward to tonight's game. Will Man U manage to keep the English in the CL? Coming in training at 1-2 and with an injured striker things don't look too hunky dory for the red devils.... Will still be cheering them on though! Toodles, Me

2 feet of social responsibility

Met this charming, gentle giant today, while subjecting my digestive system to another dose of poison in the form of chai... And after several minutes of entertaining us with his stratergies on turning our energies to rabbit breeding and his sales n marketing pitches of the same (including bugs bunny and playboy bunnies :) ), He revealed his self imposed social responsibility goal... His 2 ft of fiefdom... Which turned out to be the top cover of the housing for the hose used in case of a fire. During each break (which he claims are few and far between), he collects all the disposable coffee/chai cups left by some callous employees on his 2ft of metallic real estate and disposes it the right way :) 2ft of social responsibility! What if each of us made ourselves responsible for 2ft.... Instead of depending on 5 to handle 10000ft? --Toodles, Me

A date to remember.

Palindrome date 01 02 2010 :) --Toodles, Me

2010

No resolutions this year. No promises that will soon be forgotten. Just the hope that I fill more life into each passin moment. That I don't let ye sun go down on my anger. That I return kindness no matter what hand I am dealt. Have a blessed 2010! --Toodles, Me

What's in a name... in this case.. a story..

As winter set in this year.. Tricksy had a little of 7. 5 of the pups were large and healthy... one slightly smaller than the others and the last one... extremely small.

Mom was often worried that the bigger ones wouldn't give the little one a chance to survive..  She'd wake me up at odd hours.. call me all through the day just to make sure I talked to Tricksy while the little one fed... 

Strike one... 

This errant pup would follow his mom outside the cozy haven we supplied them with... 

early one morning.. mom woke me up saying she could hear the pup, but he was not around... following his weak whine, I found him searching for his then agitated mom under the dressing table... 

Strike two...

A few evenings later... my distraught mom called me. The pup was no where to be seen and neither was he whining... Mom oragnized a search party consisting of herself and my cousins, but the puppy was not found. It was cold, dark and raining... 

I reached home at 1am and searched all over … but not a sound was heard... and not a glimpse of the little one... I coaxed Tricksy into counting her pups and on finding one less she ran about in a frenzy trying to sniff him out, but she didn't find him either.

Mom's fear overcame her faith... with so many odds against him, I didn't hold it against Mom for thinking that way.

The next morning I searched again... mom called to check if I found him. I didn't. Need less to say, we didn't fancy his chances… 

Almost 20 hrs after he went missing... a call from my Mom announced that my cousin had found the pup in my neighbors' garden.

Home run!

Considering we have a gate that the puppy can't climb over … and a wall that even I can't climb over between our houses, none of us have any clue about how the puppy reached there. But he's home now.

I just held him... there isn't a scratch on his body... he's as gusty, as noisy and yeah.. as hungry as before this ordeal. 

He's small enough to fit in my hands when I cup them... but he stayed out hungry and confused all through that rainy night... he's a little pup with the heart of a lion... 

I already have a name for him... a friend who followed his story very closely and added his prayers to mine that night suggested this…

“I'm Heart, Braveheart, but you can call me Bravo! “

Millions... And counting...

Apples, oranges n grapes hanging in mesh sacks at the entrance of a fruit shop. My 4 beautiful cousins hugging me before rushing away to play with Ice cube. Tricksy's 7 pups lying in a row trying to keep themselves warm. Waking up to SMSs that came from real ppl not bots. A slight drizzle, a cloudy sky n the smell of damp earth. My parents chatting away n planning a little celebration as we r putting up the main door of our little house. Nixon's daring tee. A big eyed 3 yr old Muslim girl, dressed in royal blue, poking her head out of an overfilled auto to smile at a child in the auto beside her.... When you decide to count your blessings.... Little things can bring a lot of joy :) --Toodles, Me