Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2009

I Like...


Since life is gradually careening out of control, I thought I’d paint the ideal picture and keep reminding myself that this is what I need to go back to. It is a list of apparently inconsequential things…but for my benefit, and on Scribbler’s request, I decided to pen it down.
I like:
1. Fries of all sorts (Yes, it’s a pity that my list had to start with food…I have become an incorrigible glutton after marriage)
2. Dark clouds and the smell of a norwester
3. Getting under the blanket in a dark room when it’s raining cats and dogs and pigs and horses outside
4. Sun-kissed windows, with soft cream curtains
5. Winter afternoons
6. Rubbing my feet on the carpet on such winter afternoons
7. Late night movies with popcorn
8. Coke…plenty of it
9. Pudina Cha
10. Lebu Cha
11. Lemon and Gin
12. Beer on a hot sunny afternoon
13. Beer anytime
14. Money plants and sunrays on the leaves
15. Long drives to nowhere
16. Sea-breeze
17. Beef-steak by the beach
18. Smell of lemon
19. Squashing silver fish in between torn yellow pages of old books
20. Conversations with my father
21. Bitching with my mother
22. Johnson’s Baby Lotion
23. Wildlife
24. Wildlife tours
25. Horror flicks
26. Cheese
27. Pedicure with aroma oils
28. The smell of candy floss at the Calcutta Book Fair
29. The distant cry of a kite...up in the sky
30. Making travel plans
31. Heavily frothed cappuccino
32. All the Oxfords, the Landmarks, and the Higgin Bothams in the world
33. Pot-pourri
34. Evening skies
35. Smell of baked confectionaries
36. Barbecue on a moonlit night
37. Jacaranda
38. Neem trees on breezy mornings
39. Crispy clean pajamas for the night
40. Mint
41. Junk jewelry and boho pants to hide the flab
42. Friday evenings (This is the most obvious…why isn’t it there in your list?)
43. Kalyan Verma’s photography (http://kalyanvarma.net/)
44. Steve Martin movies
45. Dark chocolate
46. Mustard paste
47. Ham
48. The hard ‘thush’ of newspapers at doorsteps in the mornings
49. The Banana Boat Song
50. Taking off my contact lens at the end of the day

Now that’s a completely incongruous and lengthy list…don’t know where it’ll take me.