- Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essentail matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.
- Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
- If you were to say to the grown-ups: “I saw a beautiful house made of rosy brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof,” they would not be able to get an idea of that house at all. You have have to say to them: “I saw a house that cost $20,000.” Then they would exclaim: “Oh, what a pretty house that is!”
- To forget a friend is sad. Not everyone has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures…
- It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
- “Only the children know what they are looking for,” said the little prince. “They waste their time over a rag doll and it becomes very important to them; and if anybody takes it away from them, they cry…”
- “What makes the desert beautiful,” said the little prince, “is that somewhere it hides a well…”
- "Where are the people?" resumed the little prince at last. "It's a little lonely in the desert..." "It is lonely when you're among people, too," said the snake.
Only the children know what they are looking for..
This Is Going To Hurt Just A Little Bit :(
I am filled with emotions which are difficult to express.
“I don’t like it” I said it in the summer of 1992.
“I HATE IT” I said it for the first time in the summer of 1994 and then repeated many times, each time wondering why do people play kho-kho. No no, it isn’t kho-kho that I hate. What I hate is… going to the dentist. I don’t have the patience to type the dentist saga and the kho-kho-dentist relation in detail. Well… I don’t have anything against dentists, they are all nice people; I believe they have lot of patience too. It isn’t the fear of pain. It’s not their instruments either. It’s all about the sound…. Uffff!! That wacky noise which one hears when those drilling machines make contact with the teeth. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
In the summer of 2009, I repeat it “I hate going to dentist.”
This also reminds me of a poem(title same as that of this post) by Ogden Nash which I read in high school, each word of which expresses what I feel everytime I listen the word “dentist”.
One thing I like less than most things is sitting in a dentist chair with my mouth wide open.
And that I will never have to do it again is a hope that I am against hope hopan.
Because some tortures are physical and some are mental,
But the one that is both is dental.
It is hard to be self possessed
With your jaw digging into your chest,
so hard to retain calm
When your fingernails are making serious alterations in your life line or love line or some other important line in your palm,
So hard to give your ususal cheerful effect of benignity
When you know your position is one of the two or three in life most lacking in dignity
And your mouth is like a section of road that is being worked on
And it is cluttered up with stone crushers and concrete mixers and drills and steam rollers and there isn't a nerve on your head that aren't being irked on.
Oh some people are unfortunate to be worked on by thumbs,
And others have things done to their gums,
And your teeth are supposed to being polished
But you have reason to believe they are being demolished.
And the circumstances that adds to your terror
Is that it's all done with a mirror,
Because the dentist may be a bear, or as the Romans used to say, only they were referring to a feminine bear when they said it, an ursa,
>But all the same how can you be sure when he takes his crowbar in one hand and mirror in the other he won't get mixed up, the way you do when try to tie a bow tie with the aid of a mirror, and forget that left is right and vice versa
And then at last he says, That will be all, but it isn't because he then coats your mouth from cellar to roof
With something I suspect is generally used to put shine a horse's hoof,
And you totter to your feet and think, Well it's over now and after all it was only this once,
And he says come back in three monce.
And this O Fate, is I think the most vicious that thou ever sentest,
That Man has to go continually to the dentist to keep his teeth in good condition
When the chief reason he wants his teeth to be in good condition is so that he won't have to go the dentist.
Elections time..
I had to do lot of homework before casting my vote for the first time. After casting my vote, I heard another voter saying “Vote jisko marzi karo, we know which parties stand a chance to form govt. Even if we vote for others, either they don’t stand a chance or they just join those.”And then I realized that the problem with casting vote for whom I think is the best is that I may still end up choosing someone who I think is bad. By the way, statistics are poor this time too. And these stats don’t include those who have never even bothered to register themselves in the voter’s list. And then... we all.. complain.. How many of us have right to condemn the government, the politicians?
Arey Palle Kuch Pade Na, Koi Samjhaye ki Chakkar
Some people, who are genuinely concerned about me, have been asking me from a few days: “How could YOU Pari?” and “Why Pari?” Few scolded; few were just too shocked that they were speechless. Well.. Pari doesn’t know why and when and how. All she knows is everything will be fine. She has crossed her fingers and hopes for the best. (Only)In case you have no idea what I am talking about, I didn’t study for my second German test so it went for a toss.
It’s too hot these days; I hope it rains today.
Sometimes, some things just happen. And whatever happens is for something good.
One of the things that I don’t like is being centre of attraction.
I have a question in my mind right now. But I don’t know how to frame it.
Trusting someone is a big deal. Being trusted is a bigger deal. Maintaining the trust of someone who trusts you is the biggest deal.
I'm loving it! Went to McD today after a long time. McD at Brigade Road is the best among all in Bangalore.
P.S.: It rained today. This post was written last night.
Die Lügen
Ihr wahres Gesicht versteckt sie,
weil sie Geheimnis hat.
Hinter eine bunt Maske ist sie,
obwohl er sie sehr liebt.
Sie möchte ihn sagen,
dass sie lügnerisch ist.
Sie sieht Liebe in seinen Augen,
Ach! Wie wahrheitsgemäß er ist.
Als er Fremd war,
belügen ihn war schwer nicht.
Wenn heute er bekannt ist,
ist es leicht nicht.
Sie hat Sorgen und Angst auch.
Ihr ist es schwer, Wahrheit zu sagen.
Trotzdem ist alles zu sagen wichtig doch.
Deshalb sagt sie alles mit weinenden Augen.
Er lächelt und spricht,
Ich habe schon gewusst.
Du denkst, ich weiß nicht?
Aber zu verzeihen Liebe weißt.
Und damit ihn hasst sie,
weil ihre Liebe auch Lüge ist.
Aber er nicht hasst sie.
obwohl sein Herz verletzt ist.
Santa Claus Coloring Pages
Twilight
Last weekend I read Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.
Bella, a 17 year old girl, tells about her experiences when she moves to Forks. Here she meets Edward, a really unusual and strange boy. I have learnt not to reveal the interesting parts of any book I write about. So I will not tell why he is unusual. Yes, you guessed it right, they fall in love; but it’s different. Edward keeps reminding her to stay away from him because he is unusual. And considering the facts, she should stay away from him. But does she? Read it to find out.
Favorite characters:
Edward – for he keeps his words, is caring, liked his attitude.
Bella – for she’s fearless, sticks to the choices she makes.
Favorite excerpts:
I liked most of the conversations they had. The one’s I liked the most were when Edward offers Bella a ride to Seatle and the one immediately after that, during lunch in which Bella says "I just wondered… if you could warn me beforehand the next time you decide to ignore me for my own good. Just so I'm prepared."
The one in which Edward confesses about himself and the way Bella reacts to it is also good.
Apart from the conversations, Bella’s thoughts are beautifully penned.
Favorite quote:
“When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.”
Reassurance..
"Supposing it didn't," said Pooh after careful thought.
Piglet was comforted by this.
-A.A.Milne
Six Word Saturday
Came across this cool game by Cate: describe your life in six words; and it is called 'Six Word Saturday'.
Click on this button to know more.
Mango rice,it was not nice.
Symmetry
Why is the word 'symmetry' not symmetric? It will be nice if it is called something else using H,I,O and X, which has the same meaning as symmetry; such that it is symmetric(or whatever this other word with H,I,O and X) on horizontal and vertical axis.
How about IOHXHOI?
IOHXHOI is IOHXHOIic :)