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Black Ghosts - Full Moon

I have not read the book. The movie was... let's see. If it had not been for the title song I might not have got past the opening credits after having heard a few bad things about the Twilight books and the movie. I can sit through a movie just for the visuals if not for anything else. In fact, a bad story might be the right contrast for it. I got hooked in at the get go. Then the story settles into a neo-classical beauty and the beast formula with sufficient spin on it. What can I say? I liked the story too. I can't help but feel a minimalism in the drama and the acting which is refreshing, but it seems to have aggravated other people. I like the fact that it is a not a happily ever after, just a day that ended well, though I understand that it represents a series. The movie gets an undeserved rap by getting compared with the Harry Potter story. There is more than one fantasy out there and if this one has to be compared, it ought to be compared with the innumerable Vampire movies. This one is definitely among the top of that list for me, if not a few more. Now just to reassure myself, I will watch it again.

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It took me long enough to get a hang of what poetry is. No one explained it. I like to think of it as a painting in words. You create an image with words, if you can, with measured lines and curves of rhymes, colorful metaphors and breathe life into it with the theme. A shell with no life or a spirit with no substance. Let's see if we can balance this seesaw on the knife's edge, if ever.

I, in general, dislike this moving on business. I wish someone would say, "It's OK. stick around!". Anyway, moving on... I have been asked not to use monikers. That's one of my spontaneous creative outlets. Hold on. Sphinx is not my creation, it is from the same person who suggested that I stop creating monikers. Ahah! gotcha! I have a case.

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There are days when I wish I were just dead. I am that peaceful.

It was a very nice time with friends and their children. I never thought I could talk gibberish to a kid - you know, all those nonsensical sounds that people make when they talk to a baby? Well, I still can't do that, but I can talk to them at least. It is fun :), though the baby started crying when he saw me. I can record today as the most I have made a particular kid talk. I used to be completely invisible to her, so much that if I block her way, she will look far ahead as if I am invisible :) Apart from that some of us have reached some milestones in our career and it was nice to share that too. It was a natural, spontaneous time together. I just want to sleep now.

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There's a little congregation tomorrow. After a very enthusiastic setting up of the event, I suddenly feel like a stranger going there. But I will make it. The meeting is for adults who act like kids and kids who act like adults :) -- just friends and kids of friends. It's going to be fun. I will go early and help with the food preparation. I don't know how exactly I am going to help(may be by starting to eat it even before it is prepared... or may be a food taster/tester or very likely doing the dishes or changing diapers). If anyone fault with me for bringing food into the equation, for the hosts are supposed to be busy with their baby, I am going to feel bad. The hosts are OK with it though (duh!). We'll see how it goes, hopefully, uneventfully.

ellipsis

If I did not believe in signs, I might just start believing it.

Dots turn into an ellipsis...
Things are peaceful once more...
The cage opens...
I shall spread the wings...
The winds can guide me now...
A little discretion along the way can't hurt...

...thank you, ever so much...

that which gives life, can take it away,
...and also give it back...


It is going to get bad now, I can sense it. And I will not be able to do anything about it. But I know that the storm will pass, all by itself.

5

Yesterday I started my sixth year as a professional. That also means, I have been blogging for as many years. I have deleted my old blog once, looking for a fresh start. I wanted to do that a second time as well, but thought I will try something different this time and chose to keep it and evolve.

Others have been congratulating me and me them. The job is what I have made my sanctuary. I have worked for long hours, hiding from everything else. It has been a place where I take all my 'otherwise flaws' and put them to some use. Even if I don't like anything else about myself, I can confidently say, I can do my work and do it well enough. After the initial shock of 'where did all those days go?', I realize that I like this almost settled feeling and near level headedness. I might age gracefully afterall :)