I cry easily. When I feel misunderstood or I finding something unfair or because I feel so helpless. Sometimes its because I feel overwhelmed or touched by someone or something. I don't understand why I have to hide my tears. Why, when I watch a movie with someone, I have to bite my teeth and use all my strength to hold the tears back, lest I embarass myself.

I watched Talk to Her a couple of days back. Its an exquisite movie. I cried while I listened to this song. I felt like the song just moved all over my body and wrapped itself around me.



Softly the night wind singing
Tells me it's bringing my love to me
With every breath it's sending
Love never ending across the sea
My heart and I are trying
To keep from crying
But we are lonely
Fly little bird go winging
And please lead him home safely to me

Cucurrucucu Paloma
Cucurrucucu Paloma
Bring him back to me forever
Let us always be together

What good is my tomorrow
When filled with sorrow just like today
I need him here to hold me
Here to enfold me, always to stay
So little bird please find him
And then remind him I am so lonely
Fly little bird, go winging
And please lead him home safely to me

Cucurrucucu Paloma
Cucurrucucu Paloma
Bring him back to me forever
Let us always be together

Cucurrucucu
Cucurrucucu
Cucurrucucu
Let us always be together

I'd like to believe that I have Spanish blood in me. My name has a Spanish origin, so that's a start. I'd love to learn Spanish. I know I'll like it. I imagine myself , writing a book about myself and my love for Spanish, beginning like this.
'Sometimes I feel guilty about my love for the language. The kind of guilt that one feels when you love another woman more than you love your own mother. I feel like I'm trying to run away from my roots..."

Or something like that.... :)

I have an unhealthy reading habit. When I start on a book, I'm hooked on to it. Especially in the morning. I don't particularly like mornings, which is why I make sure I drown myself in a book the whole morning !

When I wake up, I tell myself I'll read one chapter and then get out of bed. So I read a chapter. Then I read as I walk into the bathroom, while I put paste on my brush. I read while I brush my teeth. I read while I'm waiting for the milk to boil. And then I put it down for a brief 10 seconds as I get my coffee together. I read while I wait for the bread to toast. And then I set my book aside while I take my coffee and toast to the living room and read the paper. A quick glance through the headlines, the international news and of course, the cartoon strips.

My coffee's still not over. So I'm back with my book. Read read read, sip sip sip. I'm not a morning person, but those are definitely one of the best times in the day for me. Just me, my book and my coffee.

And then its time for a bath. Nope, I do not put my book away. After years of practice, I now have an extremely efficient and intricate system whereby I can read AND have a bath. It requires careful balance and extreme multi-tasking skills.

After that, I have to get ready, and except for the 5-10 seconds when I have to pull the t-shirt/top/salwar over my head, I have my eyes glued to my book all the while.

I read for a while more. 'One more chapter, I tell myself.' And I'm one chapter down. And then I think, 'Okay, I'll read half of the next chapter'. 10 minutes later. 'Might as well finish this chapter'... 'Hmmm, just one more, last last chapter.'
And sometimes, the only reason I don't finish the book is because I want to save some for the next morning.

And God forbid I take the book with me to work !