Papillon

I saw the heart-wrenching Papillon yesterday. And yeah, for the first time.
And more endearing than Steve McQueen (Papi), was the quirky counterfieter-Dustin Hoffman (Louis Dega).
Though it may be a story of perseverance and adventure, it was poignantly funny in parts, especially parts which focussed on Dega's conversations.

Clusiot: You're Louis Dega. I'm Clusiot. How come you ended up in a place like this?
Dega: Favoritism!

Prisoner: I know you, you're Dega. You're a very intelligent man!
Dega: Thank you. I seem to be known in all the wrong places.

Doctor : You're fine. Next!
Dega: Must be better than I feel.

I received an invitation from a friend (or the friend's email address) to join a dating network.
A. I am not interested in dating anyone, while B. I am married and C. much married, at that! and D. am totally not interested in enrolling in a dating network when E. I am just beginning to squeeze in my books and writing and cooking and ' project pamper yourself' into my schedule now.
And just for the record, I feel the same, 4 invites later.

And yards and yards of beautiful Indian prints..

Nothing ever beats Indian fabrics- seriously nothing. Especially cotton and silk with the lovely motifs and textures. I have been peering at swathes of fabrics in the trunk of a friend's car, in the office parking lot.
I am weaving designs and sketches in my head and am getting super excited about it.
So there's this lovely exhibition called Nandana in Safina Plaza, by Rati Bhat,
She showcases some exquisite fabrics (cotton, silks, tussars) and must haves.
When? 21st to 23rd July.
Of course, Safina Plaza, is the very end of Infantry Road, Bangalore.

We all have those days, eh? Days when you have shit loads of work and no inclination to touch it. Days when, you realise you have the gray pallor of fatigue and interestingly, no seemingly valid reasons to cause the fatigue. Days when the brownie sits and stares at you - and divine brownie that, and you dont wanna touch it. Days when the left eye feels weird and keeps fluttering of its own accord.

And what about days when people are making interesting conversation and you are nodding, and smiling knowledgably, interjecting your 2 pennies of wisdom while you are really drifting off into your litte dark dungeon in your head, hoping people'd just leave you be.

Well yes, today was that day and now that I got it out there, I dont care anymore, about the day or what I felt or what I just wrote. Then again, I probably feel the new way, 'cos of what i wrote... Hell !