A Book of Verse
by Omar Khayyam
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness -
Ah, wilderness were paradise enow!
And that is my only excuse for not posting for such a long time!! Plus, of course, the lack of net access! Hopefully, I'll be writing much more often now that we do have a connection! See ya around!
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
On Being Married & Happy!
Sonnet CXVI
by William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love,
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests.. and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Ah well, It's been a long, long time since I last wrote and much has happened. A wedding took place, a marriage was embarked on, a house was chosen, a home was made, and a whole new lifestyle was welcomed into a whole new year. :)
And never before have I been happier. Before I got married, a lot of people frightened me. I was told it would be hard to adjust to a new place, new responsibilities, new families, and new (obnoxious!) habits! Yes, sometimes, things are tough. But most of the time, they're a dream. Nobody told me of the utter unadultrated joy of seeing someone I really like at the end of every single day. No one mentioned the happy surge of pride I feel every time I walk into our house. No one spoke of the quiet feeling of contentment that sneaks up on me on chilly winter afternoons, when I read with a cup of hot tea or cook to the sounds of the radio.
Am back in Mumbai after 5 months and people tell me I look remarkably well. That I'm healthy and seem to have lost some weight. Some of them wink and suggest that most Indian of questions, "Good news??" I want to say, yes, it is good news, I'm happy and in love.
by William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love,
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests.. and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Ah well, It's been a long, long time since I last wrote and much has happened. A wedding took place, a marriage was embarked on, a house was chosen, a home was made, and a whole new lifestyle was welcomed into a whole new year. :)
And never before have I been happier. Before I got married, a lot of people frightened me. I was told it would be hard to adjust to a new place, new responsibilities, new families, and new (obnoxious!) habits! Yes, sometimes, things are tough. But most of the time, they're a dream. Nobody told me of the utter unadultrated joy of seeing someone I really like at the end of every single day. No one mentioned the happy surge of pride I feel every time I walk into our house. No one spoke of the quiet feeling of contentment that sneaks up on me on chilly winter afternoons, when I read with a cup of hot tea or cook to the sounds of the radio.
Am back in Mumbai after 5 months and people tell me I look remarkably well. That I'm healthy and seem to have lost some weight. Some of them wink and suggest that most Indian of questions, "Good news??" I want to say, yes, it is good news, I'm happy and in love.
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