Random thought

Watching the agility with which my 6-year-old cousin uses a digital camera made me wonder- do we reveal our professional paths in our childhood? My mom tells me I was a restless child who would only stay still if she gave me a magazine or something to browse through. And this is much before I learned to read. My younger sister on the other hand, preferred styling Barbie dolls over reading. She is a fashion designer. Another friend who loved to pull toys apart but only to put them back together is an engineer.


So I wonder if my adorable, youngest cousin and her creative photography (she has clicked her father's nostrils while he was asleep among other thing:)- I wonder if this is just a childish fascination with a camera or something more?


Here's a pic of her in action..

Story Break

Forgot the spy novel I was reading at home today and was looking up short stories online to print and read on my 10-min ride home when I found this gem:

http://espressostories.com

In the words of the website's founders' Chris Worth and R.P. Bird: "It explores a literary form for today's frothed-up, on-the-hoof, want-it-all-now consumer lifestyle: complete stories that take no longer to read than an espresso takes to slurp."

The stories are certainly short. Max. of 25 words, to be precise but I was intrigued to see that neither plot nor narrative was compromised for brevity. Some stories were a little too vague for my liking, but most of them are beautifully composed. Here are a couple of my favorites:

Winning State
It was hard. We worked our asses off, in the rain, sleet, and snow. But it cannot compare to winning you. Damn, that was hard!

Tongue in Cheek

His tongue slipped when he talked. It lisped when he sang. It hung out when he ate.Thats a dumb tongue in cheek.

Milkshake curry

Yoda's `Milkshake' post reminded me of a rather hilarious video set to same tune..here `tis. Enjoy!

Immigrant Parade

Seems to me like there's a parade of some kind in NY every weekend. Some are expected, and draw huge crowds- like during Bastille Day, St. Patrick's Day even the Indian independence day. And then there are some which receive little publicity but march to their own beat, ready to be discovered around streetcorners. Here are some pics from an immigrant parade we passed a couple of weekends ago...

An Update

It's been more than a month since I blogged and I couldn't stifle the guilt anymore, so here I am. Besides, I missed blogging and reading my blogger-friends' updates too much, so I've vowed to tune in more often:)