Sacrfice

When people appear happy after loosing or sacrificing something (or someone) they were close to and say stuff like '..still I am happy that they found someone...' it really feels weird.
I believe we are not Gods or Saints who would truly feel happy sacrificing something they truly were attached to. Or maybe they just wouldnt form those kinds of attachments?

Worth thinking about isnt it.
:)

Strange Sunday..

Ladies n Gents.. welcome to my life..
I got up at 4 AM on a Sunday morning in May. Outside its exceedingly bright and it promises to be a corker of a day... burning sunshine all the way!
Read a bit about Tarot and Astrology from 4 to around 5:30 AM.
Then my housemate put on some softcore ghazals (i.e. Jagjit Singh), setting the tone for the day. :D
Then we went down to the kitchen and cooked something and then watched an old hindi movie (from 6:30 AM to 7:00 AM).
And now Im drinking Benedictine (liquor) at 7:30 AM! :D
Im turning into a real alcoholic I tell you! :D