Merchants of Bollywood
http://www.merchantsofbollywood.com.au/
Anyone want to come and watch it with me?? Could be fun..
Alternatively anyone just want to watch a Bollywood DVD with me and drink Chai?
http://www.merchantsofbollywood.com.au/
Anyone want to come and watch it with me?? Could be fun..
Alternatively anyone just want to watch a Bollywood DVD with me and drink Chai?
I think I might of fallen in love with an Indian woman. Her name is Arundhati Roy and she is absolutely wonderful. Such a good writter so passionate and articulate. And beautiful too
I am going to share two quotes from her book “The algebra of infinate justice”.
“The only dream worth having is to dream that you will live while your alive and die only when you are dead”
In response to what the above quote means she writes:
“To love. To be loved. To never forget your insignificance. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”
Lot’s of funny little/big things went wrong but it was so much fun. I love my friends. Thanks to all who came.
A message to the families
I can’t say anything that will help you in your grief. Mourn your loved ones.
A message to terrorists
Please go away. We don’t like you killing civilians. It’s not good.
A message to soldiers in Iraq
Please act with honour and integrity. Treat people justly please. I can’t imagine how difficult it is but please try.
A message to out leaders
Don’t do anything stupid and hasty. Look how far the hasty action surronding 9/11 got us.
A message to the media
Please give families grieving privacy.
A message to the people
Please don’t go and attack Muslim’s. That doesn’t help anyone.
A message to God
Please heal this planet of the hate that can incite such attacks. Please comfort the families and friends of the victims as they grieve. Please heal the injured quickly.
Tonight was a very special commie dinner. Jo French is the best! But then again so are all my friends. It was cool people shared some of their stories and stuff.
Ran into Lesley last night in Borders. I was there meeting Howie. We went back to Lesley’s house and watched WMD(weapons of mass deception). I am a bit depressed now. Stupid media. Well done doco. Far less abrasive then Michael Moore. I enjoy Michael Moore but it’s nice to see a pukka doco.
Also got a ride in Lesley’s new car. Lot’s of fun.
I have been too busy lately. I don’t like what it does to me. I hate that I can forget about the plight of others for days and sometimes weeks. I hate when I don’t think about the way I am acting. I hate when I lose my focus on God. I hate when I let my heart become cold.
Thankfully with God these things can be fixed.
I don’t deserve to have the friends I have. They are so good.
Had dinner with Emily last night. It was really good, partly because we were eating Indian. The other part was just chatting. It was fun to hear more about general life in Peru. It’s funny India and Peru are such different places but they have a fair bit in common.
http://www.tribuneindia.c…50523/main1.htm
Someone ed two cinemas in Delhi just cause they didn’t like the movie that was playing. Killin two people and injuring 50. Such senseless loss of life.
How dare they such a sacred place. Next someone will a food court!!
We must stop the terorists!!!
I love my Mum lot’s. She’s my Mum and I wouldn’t swap her.
However there is this fun issue in my family of my sister Bronwyn. Who for reasons described in a previous post no longer talks to anyone in my family(including extended).
Now usually Mother’s Day is going to be hard enough for my Mum, and grandmothers. But this Mother’s Day is harder because Bronwyn now has a child. Who my parents, grandparents and in fact all the extended family except me have not seen in person. My Mum’s a grandparent and not allowed to see her grandchild. My Nana was able to organise to get some photos through the in-laws but that has stopped now we think.
Earlier this year I got the privelage of meeting my niece Hannah for the first time and seeing my sister and her husband again. We aggreed that I’d visit a bit and it all went fine (I think). But now I am back on the silent treatment too. I thought our family had a shot at being reconcilled slowly but surely.
I think when I realised this wasn’t going to happen I got passively aggressive at God. My prayer life deteriated a lot.
It’s hard living with parents who have been demoralised. How do you make it OK that one of their children doesn’t talk to them? How do you make OK the dreadful accusations made? How do you help?
How do you keep forgiving a sister who keeps on causing pain but doesn’t acknowledge it?
How do you keep up hope for realationships that just end up in disapointment?
I don’t like being played and disrespected. I don’t like people playing games with my life and my family. All done in the name of my God and Jesus. Who I doubt believes people should relate through playing games. I don’t doubt that she faces many issues with mental health. That she believes she is acting justly. But even so others should know better
Don’t get me wrong I love my sister. I haven’t been the best brother. But how do you be a good brother to someone who ignores your calls and messages?
I guess God you know. But it still doesn’t make it easy.
Jesus, I’m waiting here, boss
I know you’re looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren’t free.
Your Father, He made the world in seven
He’s in charge of heaven.
Will you put a word in for me?
Wake Up Dead Man.
U2 Pop
It appears to me that Coke Vending machines are disapearing from stations.
I have verified that North Sydney, Town Hall and Central(Country and Suburban) no longer have Coke or Smith’s vending machines. Does anyone know what is happening to the vending machines?
Is it just those stations or all City Rail stations. Please let me know if you know of any stations that still have vending machines..
Hopefully it is only temporary. They better not of switched contracts to Pepsi. That would be a very sad day for Sydney.
I got a letter tonight at a young adults thing today. It said that I was a happy and positive person.
There was a point of time not that long ago where I would of disputed that and the rest of the letter. However as time has progressed the discription of me has become alarmingly more accurate. I don’t like to think of myself as a happy person, it kind of creeps me out. I don’t want to be one of those annoying happy people, I want to be a cool quite depresive type.
I still do get a bit sad often and a little lonely, but no where near as much as I used too. Part of it’s probably just being an extravert. I don’t know.
So, how am I gonna keep myself away
How am I gonna keep myself away from me
Counting Crows
I am very concerned. An alarming trend is starting to happen. I am finding it harder to be cynical about the Christian groups I am involved in. I have fewer sarcistic comments to make, and occasionally I feel a glimmer of hope. It’s very scary and I am not sure what’s going on. These groups are organising things holistically, using foriegn things like product values. They seem to be doing a pukka job at the moment
Thankfully I am still exposed to many less pukka organisations. Catching City Rail on a frequent basis helps provide me with my daily doses of cynicism and sarcasm.