Monthly Archives: February 2008

The Capital City!

OK! I am blogging from the Capital City… It’s freezing cold and I’m really full… Ottawa is much prettier at nights… Much friendlier also… Jean and Louise are the names of my new friends… A couple whom I just met less than hour ago!

I’m now going under my duvet and start counting my sheep… I will however write more soon… or perhaps not!

Sweet dreams my friends…


The Great Uncertainty…

You sat around wondering why your luck had changed for the worse… Never thought it might have been for the better… So you decided to follow the crowd, the same old crowd, the certain routines, and live a safe, though boring, existence… You didn’t see the signs because you never wanted to or maybe you were too busy with the other half of your mind… You believed what you wanted to believe and you let your thoughts deceive you…

And you finally stopped while holding on to the image of your dreams in the other end of your mind…


Stop Here…

You totally lost it while trying hard to impress… After waiting too long and being too timid to take the initiative, you finally did it… And this time you went to the extreme… You thrust your way into the spotlight and you became a star…

A lavish star with only few words echoed in your mind: “Stop here… Stop right here.”

To be continued…


Ice Ice Baby!

After almost eight years of living in a country where its people have a huge passion for hockey, like Brazilians for football (soccer in North America!), I was lucky enough to see my first live hockey match at the beautiful Air Canada Centre, which just so happened to be part of an event that I myself organized for a group of 20. The view from our booth was amazingly cool and in fact helped put you in the right energizing mood. I realized the atmosphere and sounds combined crank up your energy after a long and relatively tiring day… Even for me, who is not a huge hockey fan and rather hopeless in knowing the rules of the game…

The match was between the Toronto Maple Leafs and Columbus Blue Jackets… The result was sweet, as Toronto won 3-1 over the Americans! Am I being too Canadian now or what?!


Starting Again…

I finally decided to enter… Starvation made me sit on the same wooden chairs covered with dark green leather… Same old leather chairs… Different faces, though, accompanied with aggression … colorless and tense air filled the room… Quite nerve-wracking… It just wasn’t the same… Made me breathe in and out stronger to stop the frustration…

I crossed the same street while breathing in and out… While entering, the red lights, the art from an unknown artist, the paper on the table and the dialogue between two friendly faces refreshed my blank mind and made me smile again… Beauty…


Food Of Love…

“ON VALENTINE’S DAY the relationship between chocolate and sex becomes, at least for gentlemen considering the ideal gift, less a matter of theoretical musing and one of stark practicality. Will a box of chocolates do the trick? In some parts of Europe sex and chocolate go hand in hand, though a causal link is unclear. Mediterranean lovers tend to have as much sex but less chocolate—perhaps hotter weather has a bearing on both. The Japanese have precious little of either.” – From

Yes, yes… My blog has become very PG-13… Heh!


This is so pretty… Read it s’il vous plaît…

LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?

Rapidly, merrily,
Life’s sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly!

What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O’er hope, a heavy sway?
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.

Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!

Charlotte Brontë


So I was wearing green the other day. A rather old, button-less green sweater which has a unique design and still keeps me warm during winter times. Strangely enough, everyone I like in a way or have respect for was wearing green that day…

Write something about green, I said. Just an idea… I don’t really choose the topics, you replied. But I will keep that in mind… You know what; actually, I heard a great line a few days ago that I wished I’d written myself, you continued. It is part of a song written by a friend of mine… and it gives me goosebumps every time I listen to it… I don’t remember the exact words, but it went something like this: “You are so yellow and I’m always blue; together we’ll make green come true”.

… And I was off to enjoy my spaghetti, thinking about the line you just said earlier.