Giglee :)

It takes only so much to please me :)And I sometimes feel, I have every right to feel good about these small incidents that happen at various turns in my life.

I am trying very hard to draw up an analogy for what I really want to express! I dont want it to backfire on me, when the 'who' along with me, in my story pounces on me saying,'You have intruded my privacy' ...!

Well..while I am thinking,let me just say that this much ...

Suddenly, he popped up from somewhere. Someone,long forgotten . Someone,whose memories never came back to haunt or pacify me. Someone, who had been integral in making me what I am today,but I never thought I really needed to mention his name in the 'credits' column.Because he did not treat me right, when the time was right. And like a packet of stale bread, he and his memories were discarded.

But the point is,that for some reason(now that he has popped up!) he is making me feel like a princess :)He says he has his reasons,and they are apparently selfish..and his ways of redemption for all the (ok,this one is really cliched!) WRONG that he has done to me..and that, I should just let him indulge when he wants to pamper me. Oh, well..not a very tough job to do,I say!

End of introduction.

So..today, while at the Training Session, we had some game,where the person sittting next to me had to identify me as a famous personality..can you imgaine,of all the names on the list we were given..this unknown person named me 'Cleopatra' :)

I could not help but giggle inside..remembering that I was already being treated like a princess ,and feeling like one too...!

Its kiddish, girlish..and I actually have butterflies in my stomach :)To an extent, that the physical manifestation of this feeling is that right now I have two school-time braids made on my hair,and I am wearing a frock !! :)

Hmm..no analogy,yet. Have done enough bridging to try to buy time from all you readers..

Let me come back..some days later..

And if anyone of you have any clue to what I could do better in being more subtle-do drop in a line..let me see if that helps!:)

Its not always Greek!

Greece was amazing.... from the sunkissed hard black islands and white and black jerzees of the Santorini cliff hugging houses, to near perfect facial structure and bronzed torsos of the Greek pantheon....looks like the Gods and Godesses descended and decided to settle down around the Mediterranean :)! And,from their lazy bearing to the frenzied pace of Modern Athens just about sparing the 2500 yr old Acropolis to survive as a last bow of reverence to a long irritable hallowed past and desperate to get on with a future around commercial success....but not too desperate really ...to a 160kmph drive to the laid back mountains of Delphi where the possessed priestess' of Oracle have left but a few columns and stones to survive amongst some stunning views and cool breeze and finally to a mountain town near Delphi where the tenacious claws of neither Indian enterpreneurship nor Bangladeshi roadside hawking have reached and a big jawed Greek bartender Yorge,who gave us a free drink just because he has not seen any Indians before :)!

We would love to go back to Santorini and spend a month on the rocky mazes of Ia settlement, harrowing the artists to challenge their touristy work,gazing at the near-perfect looking usherer at port-side cafe in Ia, keeping the tiny bookshop lady up till late in her store, forcing the coffee shop owner to mix some Kalmane in his Arabica while the Greek music croones or..simply, just sit on a white and blue deck and sip Ouzo with Lemonade (its horrible with water!) while the sun starts a tantalizing red kiss along the alluring edges of the Cyclades Volcanic rim !

Its not always Greek..when you can unbderstand the language,often untold!

(Writing partially contributed by Raj Basu!)