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CRUSHED
May 25, 2008

There’s this guy. 
That I like.  Really like.
And have liked. For a long while now.
I know.  That he knows. 
He isn’t, after all, stupid.
Or blind. Or deaf.
Or lost in space. 
He is, in point of fact, 
Incredibly fast on the uptake.
Which is why. I know.
He knows.
 
The only slow thing about him.
To tell you the truth.
Is the way he reacts to me.
Oh did I mention.
He doesn’t like [...]

A LEGENDARY LOVE STORY …
April 26, 2008

The iconic Taj Mahal shot …

Ma holds the Taj in her hand …

Mother and daughter finally together in India …

And the legendary love story …
Mumtaz Mahal was a beautiful, sharp-witted girl, who sold silk in the local market.  Shah Jahan was the young, soon to be Emperor, who fell madly in love with her.  And married her [...]

SHE WAS MY FIRST REAL LOVE …
April 4, 2008

 
And why I’m outing myself on this blog right now, I don’t know.  Except that this is something I have to say at least once in my life.
I really, really loved her.
This happened all of 20 years ago, yet I still remember some of the time I spent with her as if it took place yesterday.
Thea was 21 [...]

BOSSA NOVA AND A LOVE STORY
February 14, 2008

“Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graca, e ela menina que vem e que passa, num doce balanco, caminho do mar …” A Garota Ipanema
The first recording of Girl From Ipanema, with Joao and Astrud Gilberto singing, Joao also on guitar, Stan Getz on tenor sax and Antonio Carlos Jobim on the piano is purely, absolutely [...]

IN NEED OF A CRY
January 29, 2008

So there I was, at the neighborhood coffee shop.  After hours of mindless, directionless walking.
 
Started reading about, of all things, a detailed account of a stranger’s first sexual encounter on his blog.  It wasn’t supposed to make me cry.
But the chorus of “I’m Your Angel” started playing on my ipod.  And my eyes suddenly pooled with tears.  Sentimental shit.  
Somehow hearing, [...]