Boyfriend!!

My boyfriend’s an editor and if any you girls out there have been in a relationship with one will know
how i feel and i know what they’re going through. Editors don’t leave the studio for days together
and live a very unhygienic life while they’re working. God bless the women whose men stay that way
anyway.

Anyway..

My girlfriends wanted to meet him and so a whole big weekend away had been planned where all of
us would get away from the daily bust and hustle. And so began our journey, Nikhil was so tired that
day that he slept throughout the journey and in that journey he had rested on my shoulder.

By the time we reached the resort my shoulder was skinned, Literally grazed with his beard and he
only realised it when he saw the mirror in our room after we checked in and found traces of blood
on his cheeks.

Frantic he went around the room everywhere to find out how had he got blood on him, when came
out of the washroom he saw my shoulder and was heartbroken. Without me saying anything at all
he went in and shaved his god forsaken stubble.

The trip was a blessing since i always asked him to shave for my sake at least and he would always
joke about how his beard was harmless and since then he himself is always careful and doesn’t even
come close to me without being as smooth as i am. I have seen him shave at 3 in the night, right
after coming back home after working for 3 days straight. The trip really was a blessing in disguise
since i was planning to blackmail him into shaving but couldn’t really threaten him since nothing as
such works on him!!!! Ever!

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France in mind!!!

On most days i read, eat, sleep and dream french. I've read loads about this enchanting city that i can't wait to land on french soil and get immersed in la vie a la francaise.

Beautiful Mind!

Nash: What truly is logic? Who decides reason? My quest has taken me to the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional, and back. I have made the most important discovery of my career - the most important discovery of my life. It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reason can be found. I am only here tonight because of you 
[looking at and speaking to Alicia] 
You are the only reason I am. You are all my reasons. Thank you.
  
It goes to show how love is the only force that drives the world. If you love a person you’ll believe in him no matter what. True, it’s not always a walk in the park. Of course in real life he did go through a divorce but later married Alicia but this just goes to show that life has its ups and downs.
But at the end of the day, this chap's contribution as well as the movie is commendable. 
I can’t wait to get my hands on the original book by Sylvia Nasar which inspired the movie.

I quite loved the movie. It’s based on the true life journey of a nobel prize winning mathematical genius, John Forbes Nash, Jr.. The film chronicles the life of this recluse as he set foot at Princeton, stumbled on some brilliant theories and grappled with schizophrenia. 
“Dr. Rosen: Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be?”
He was plagued by this mental illness but his fertile mind churned out theories that would help us decipher the chaotic world.

Drive Safely!!!

It takes hundreds of nuts to put a ‘2- wheeler’ together and one nut to scatter it on the highway!So brace yourself … don a ‘nutcase’, for who knows.., you could be the next nut cracked on our blessed roads. As it is, these fantastic asphalt rivers are being leased to NASA to test drive their Martian-rovers. What an honour!

If worse comes to worse, and you do end up in the next world (without a head). St. Christopher or even the dare-devil himself, Lucifer, will have second thoughts about giving you a ‘2- wing’ license. (Don’t say I didn’t warn you. PS – Lucifer will give into anything with a bribe.)Walking on smoldering coal or for that matter, walking with wooden sandals in paradise, is no joke! A ‘2-wing’ is a must. It’s a matter of prestige!
If that’s not enough, we have road-fuls of Schumacher’s and Rossi’s vying for the Goan Grand Prix. Unless you’re one of them, it’s advisable not to ride faster than your angels can fly. If you don’t snap your spine while ramming into something (read cows, dogs, electricity poles, tipsy pedestrians), a helmet will definitely stall your debut on the menu of an Udupi Restaurant. I mean, being a cabbage, in a country of soaring vegetable prices won’t make you the saviour of the vegetarians around. Hell! It won’t even reduce inflation. So why take the trouble?! 

But it does pay to have a head. For one, medical science hasn’t found a way to graft it. An arm, a leg…ya! They’ve done it…but head …nope…don’t think so. You’ve no choice, the only way to safe-guard this one-of-a-kind bob above your neck is with a helmet. Whether you like it or not! It flattens your spikes and gives you split-ends. But it is better than having no head at all. Unless it’s your life ambition to be the next headless horseman/ woman.

So, for all your nut’s worth, give this a thought…Will it be head or headless? Your pick!