Leisure -W. H. Davies

WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

shock shock horror!

my English is apalling. when i speak, there are additional syllables floating around. when i write, my grammar is horrible - yesterday was today is happening. i hate this.

it would be a great time to start reading. these are the unread books that have been gathering dust, some for more than 2 years...

tuesdays with morrie (1/4 through)

design of everyday things (1/3)

midnight's children

the alchemist (5 pages)

im sure there are a couple more, i don;t remember them so they're not significant enough to mention. let's see how this experiment would help my English. ugh.

inspiration

judging by the amount of time i have been spending surfing the internet and the celebrity circle on facebook, i lack inspiration. i need a new muse. an idea. some vague direction. a journey.

there's no reason to be static. it's time to take out the diana, nikki, the passport and hop skip and jump around the world a bit. (bank account permitting ofcourse...)

my daydreams are of long train rides, country hopping by ferry (richard hammond style). driving around aimlessly. i don't know. go from singapore to london by land... maybe.. i just want that slight bit of the unexpected in this world of all expectations. a craving to discover, dream and come to life!

and then let it take over, be my muse and inspire my soul...

you may say that i'm a dreamer, but i'm not the only one..

i woke up this morning startled by a dream that a pinch would not be able to bring me out of. if it is to make any sense at all, the space in this dream, much like in inception ,was architecturally intriguing, interesting and inspiring. (that's a mouthful of i - words..)

anyway, it was an entirely new concept of urban life. the connectivity that the world offers makes it so much easier to work from home, your bed, or let's say somewhere in the ocean. in this dream, we all exist in a society where we work from home, so much so that for the faint willed and tough to motivate kind, you can rent desk space near your home and communally work with people who live near you. you share the infrastructure of the office, like printing and internet, snacks, lounge and what not. the cool part is you get to work with people from varying specialisations, cut the commute to the office, probably be working in another country and sit right beside your family while you work. i was amazed at the reality of this office space, the cocoon of existence, the independence and the control that you have over your life. the best part were the details... never fear, all desks can be converted to be used in any profession (maybe not for doctors or nurses) but definitely for architects. it's a malleable workspace, you can draw, sketch, dock your laptop and do anything you would be doing at work next week.

lovely, isn't it?

Visit Sri Lanka 2011

i love sri lanka

truly, madly, deeply.

The No Excuses Policy

Since the 1st day of September 2010, the controller of Insee's Mindworks has decided to implement a no excuses accepted, "No Excuses Policy". (#Ref Article No. 0.0) Strictly speaking, no excuses will be entertained. You are recommended to always get to the point or get the job done.

Signed by Controller in Chief (Amelie) in the presence of witness (Insee).

PS: God have mercy on the innocents.

tsamina mina eh eh, waka waka eh eh...

*oei hui hui*

lemony fairy cupcakes. sweet.

home. love it.

room. very much in like with it, idiosyncrasies included. supersized bed. undersized room. oversized bedside table.

life. enjoying it.

football. missing it.

attitude. changing it.

transition. embracing it. enjoying the challenges. learning from mistakes.

prejudice. overcoming it.

decision. making it.

today.

living it.

love. dissipating it.

happiness. creating it.

waka waka, eh eh.

The 9 most annoying types of people on facebook

la mer est chance. non, non! mais je suis coco.

the intention was to reach home by 9 and go for a long run. just to let the legs go wild. then shower and sleep by 11.

obviously that didn't happen.

as random as it gets, i went for a hen party. crazy make up and bunny ears. very fun :) happy girly night out.

i come home and open up bonne 'chance chanel'. then i treat myself to a jar of miracles. ;)

gifts and gooodies like this are always welcome. the cosmetic junkie within has been satisfied thoroughly.

now i write, while my eyelids gravitate toward the floor. so bon nuit. a la weekend!

first train home i've got to get on it

i love trains, cats, roses, and 2 seater planes.

i haven't written in a long time. i realised i don't even carry a pen in my handbag. this is disjoint. i will bore you with mundane facts. maybe explanations.

every 2 years in life, there comes some major overhaul. some change, which is a good thing. managing it can be tough. good or bad, it's how we learn and move forward. miracles come in handy, no doubt ;).

don't play with fire. dragon friending or otherwise. i will show you why on flickr soon. but like charlotte says, just don't play with fire. it tends to get you some black diamonds. (hell i wouldn't mind them, just don't say its the colour of my soul ;))

since saturday, ive got 10k under my heels. running at night, with planes taking off at your side was otherworldly. beautiful.

i never imagined that i would ever have achieved this, ever. but i tend to surprise myself. addicted to running, i will go halfway by the end of this year.

nitin sawnhey is a genius. acoustic evening blew me away on friday. i have been meaning to call classical heritage for a year now. maybe finally, it's about time. i think i've found the perfect song for a duet.

for the record, the cello is no doubt the sexiest musical instrument.

this saturday will be barefoot morning, for a cause i support. i believe everyone has the right to a safe, comfortable home. in my life, home has been the pivot, the nesting space, recovery zone. when this space does not offer the safety, security and certainty that it should, my life has tumbled and turned. we are privileged to have a roof over our heads, but for those who don't, lets bare our soles, make a statement and take several steps to change this reality.

there was something else i wanted to talk about, oh yes, it was food.

do try the cellar door, the hand burger, toby's cafe

do not try cafe cartel

these places call for a junkbox update, for which you need to wait. till then, i want to be blown away by jake gyllenhaal, and you should too.

It's crazy I'm thinking, just knowing that the world is round. I'm here I'm dancing on the ground. Am I right side up or upside down?

Dave Matthews Band - Crush
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Crazy, how it, feels tonight.

Crazy, how you, make it all alright love.

You crush me, with the, things you do,

I do, for you, anything too oh.

Sitting, smoking, feeling high.

And in this, moment, ah, it feels so right.

Lovely lady, I am at your feet, oh, God I want you so badly.

And I wonder this could tomorrow be so wondrous as you there sleeping.

Let's go, drive till, the morning comes.

And watch the, sunrise, and fill our souls up.

Well drink some, wine til, we get drunk, yes...

It's crazy, I'm thinking, just knowing that the world is round.

I'm here I'm dancing on the ground.

Am I right side up or upside down, and is this real, or am I dreaming?

Lovely lady, let me drink you, please, I won't spill a, drop no, I promise you.

Lying under this spell you cast on me.

Each moment the more, I, love, you. crush me, come on. oh, yes.

It's crazy I'm thinking, just knowing that the world is round.

I'm here I'm dancing on the ground.

Am I right side up or upside down?

Is this real, oh lord, or am I dreaming?

Lovely lady, I will treat you sweetly, adore you, I mean, you crush me.

Oh it's times like these when my faith I feel.

I know, how, I, love, you. come on, come on, baby.

It's crazy, I'm thinking just as long as you're around.

I'm here I'll be dancing on the ground.

Am I right side up or upside down?

To each other, well be facing.

My love, my love, well beat back the pain weve found.

You know, I mean to tell you all the things I've been thinking, deep inside my

Friend.

With each moment the more I love you. Crush me, come on, baby.

So much you have, given love, that I would give you back again and again.

Oh, the love, many now hold you but please, please, just let me, always

Snow Prince

"The gods made winter cold so that we do not forget each other's warmth."

what's my back up plan?

now that my worlds on fire n theres so much trafffic in the sky, what should i do next? a castle on a mountain would be nice.

or you could just take me to berk...

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bagpipes and the beat

burn

you don't flicker? you lazy flame...
Originally uploaded by insee

nostalgia is listening to hanging by a moment and iris. remembering those teenage years; my favourite songs. ten years along the line, the songs are the same. good, but deeper in meaning. because we are older? the longer the candle burns the more we have felt. the flame is still blue, it is stable. it is calm, yet i can see that it reflection in it's glass cage is blurry. each year becomes a layer of smoke. we know where we are heading. we will waste away and disappear.
in time we disperse into a string of smoke being remembered only for the light we shed.

explode!

explode!
Originally uploaded by insee

air compressed tight to explode...

one foot in the middle
a step on the edge
light at the doorway

a walk in the water
a stream in the sun
no shadows are fading

a breath of magnificence
a gulp of fresh air
beauty; delinquent.

powerful and aware.

Aha!

lala lala lala lala lala lala la la...

aha! caught you now! cost you to keep me quiet!

love the cello. can't wait for the video. aha!

dance to to the beat of your life!

HYP Fest / Lebanese Festival 2010, Melbourne - IMG_8976
Originally uploaded by g e n o t y p e w r i t e r

colombo; it was lovely to be home. time spent mostly with family. a touching surprise from mummy and my conspiring friends was the cherry on top.
bombay was bombay. dirty, pretty, exceedingly materialistic, tasty, noisy, so on and so forth.

imogen heap in concert was a beautiful experience. fairytale-like. fulfilling all those years of listening to her mesmerizing sounds.

then there's those runs coming up, n there's that book to read. there are also those photos to develop and upload. and of course the camera that is feeling very much neglected.

it's been over a month since i've been on holiday. i am still recovering from the after effects. an entire load of things to do and finish is piling up with every moment. yet somehow, i am enjoying every bit of this adrenaline rush.

so ask me why i am writing with this photograph by g e n o t y p e w r i t e r .

and then i'll tell you that this is exactly how i feel right now.