The World

Lately, I have been toying with the idea of making my blog like a travelogue atleast until it hit me that I haven't really been anywhere for me to write my impressions of. I suppose I have been far enough to write some stuff but enough to make a whole blog on it - I am not so sure. But now I feel that maybe it doesnt have to be that I have been there. It could be that I have heard something about it or something like that.

We were talking about going on exchange the other day and one of my classmates, Alona was suddenly very taken with the idea of going on GLOBE. In the GLOBE program one gets to go to Hong Kong for a few months and then to North Carolina for another couple of months, hence the name. And I was discussing my options. Lately, I feel as if the world has opened up for me. I want to go everywhere and see everything. Even on those non-luxury holidays which is definitely a first for me. Trekking through Patagonia, or climbing some mountain somewhere is as good as lying on beach getting a massage.

I wish I had a job that involved travelling to different countries like the hosts on Globetrekker. They seem to have a good enough time I suppose. Visiting the whole world. Its not really that big a place and I have realized it doesnt have to be big to be different. Even a small country like Denmark can have diversity, albeit very little diversity but diversity nonetheless. I want to see this small/big world.

Innocent Intelligence

I just re-read one of my favourite parts in Vikram Seth's novel, 'A Suitable Boy' and came across a line about how the most lovable thing about intelligent men is their obtuseness and abstracted behaviour. I found this so true.

I know a lot of smart guys. In fact, I know so many that it is a problem. My brother is one, my best friend is one, my uncle is one and so on. Quite recently the best example I saw of an obtusely smart gentleman was my Macroeconomics professor. He spends ages just re-checking his notes when he is taking class that all his lessons are puntucated with these huge awkward gaps and only the noise of shuffling papers. And then, of course, the other most adorable trait of such people is that they are so easily distracted by something that fascinates them. As long as it is worthy of their attention, they are captivated by it and babble incoherently in some form of intelligence speak that no one else can understand.

The best part about such people is that, usually they seem to be the most innocent and calm in the face of well, ignorance. If you tell them that they don't know what they are talking about, they will patiently listen to your point of vies and then rally against you in the friendliest possible way. The fact of the matter is that they are the most genuine people you will ever find.

Red Wine and Chocolate

I'd like to dedicate this entry to my greatest downfall of all - food. Food is like something so sacred, so hallowed. When I was young, my parents would guilt me into eating my vegetables by reminding me that their were so many children out there in the world who didn't have any food at all. That point of view is still around in my head. I suppose its true. One shouldn't waste something so precious, but then when have humans been acknowledged for their wisdom. We are a notoriously foolish species.

It is hard to describe the sensation of taste. How can one begin? I once saw in a film starring Meg Ryan and Nicolas Cage (I think it was City of Angels) where Nicolas Cage is an angel and he asks Meg Ryan to tell him what a pear tastes like. And that notion greatly appeals to me. We never seem to describe that sense enough.

If I had to describe chocolate, how would I? If I had to describe what it tasted like.. When you taste it, you are immediately taken by the bite it has. It has a certain zing to it, not as in a lemon zing, but a more subtle one. One filled with warmth, and sweetness. Atleast that is what I think.

Lately, I have been greatly taken by the idea of a nice red wine and some nice dark chocolate. There's a pick-me-up for any depressed soul. I am definitely not an expert on red wines though I wouldn't mind learning. Atleast that is one thing that has enough people to describe it - the typical stereotype of spitting, swirling snobs, hoity-toity people. However, wine is the common man's drink and always has been.

Blogs

Yet another blog entry filled with tongue-tied confusion. I always start off by saying that I have loads to write about but it always turns out that either I don't want to share that stuff or that I am too lazy..

I am envious of those people who can turn even the smallest events in their life into a fantastic blog entry. I was just reading a note Vivi had left on Facebook about how he likes sushi and the time they made sushi in his office. Such a small event and it made for such an enjoyable read. That was my plan as well but somehow it never manages to happen.

Lately, I have been loathe to write anything. My regular mails, my regular diary has stopped. And I don't know why..