4 years on..

Clarissa,
I was happy to see your name appear on my list of contacts when I joined Linked In a few months ago! I think that since then I've been thinking about sending you an email just to touch base and say "hello". I see your long list of accomplishments and steady work on the site and I'm really, really proud of you! And from your photo I can see you're as pretty as ever!

    I'm still working at HBS but my role there has changed significantly over the years and I'm always learning new, exciting and more marketable skills. I'm also STILL working on my masters degree but at least I'm almost finished. I have an apartment not far from that old farmhouse we used to hang out in, but this one's A LOT bigger and nicer! I also have two crazy dogs.  XXX

  Last year my brother and I hiked over 100 miles on the Appalachian Trail which runs through the Appalachian mountains from Maine to Georgia and I'm now intent on hiking the entire 2200 miles from start to finish within the next 3-5 years.

    Well that's the (really brief) update but what I really wanted to convey to you is that whenever you enter into my mind I always think very fondly of you and the time we spent together. I have an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for having met you and getting to know you while you were here. You had a really positive effect on my life and meeting you surely changed my life for the better. I will never forget those times. I am also really proud of your success and still amazed by your courage as I can see you're still traveling the globe! I'm honestly not sure if you would fee the same about me being that our relationship ultimately ended but I hope you do have good memories of me still and I'd love to get the update on what's happened in your life if you find the time.

Sincerely,

I believe.

I believe.

I believe the equation is very simple. Everything is made up of simple equations. Too complex now? Simplify it. The equation ends up to be really simple. Take small, simple steps.

I believe we all CAN reach it. It's just how you see it. Know yourself and make yourself see it.

I believe our life, as explicitly put already, is  OUR life. Take Control. If you believe in yourself, the whole battle's won.

Hear Jesus. He is rooting for you. We will win the devil.
 

Luxurious chocolatey day

Listening to CA again: Trust the voice within, n yea, my chocolate is finished. Its really expensive but i think exquisite but then again, some cheaper chocolates seem more tasty. =p

Was fooling around with the phone app my darling sec friends.

Was at garden by the bay to watch Jason mrax. I didn't know what to think of it. The ticket was $100 and I didn't pay for it. I also didn't pay for my dinner and my sunrise at Starbucks.

Didn't dare ask..well anyway it was pretty memorable.

Voice within

In Ohio, When Jonathan drives us to work ill always be listening to Christina Aguilera to gear myself for war each day.

Young girl don't cry
I'll be right here when the world starts to fall
Young girl just hold tight
You'll see a brighter day

Look inside to your soul
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Trust your voice within
And you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
You'll learn to begin to trust the voice within

Life is a journey
No one can stop you

On a happier note, ros is pregnant praise god!

My birthday

Darling first person to celebrate it for me. Not telling you how old I am lol!! I was a little sick but it was awesome hanging out. I told her everything that happened in Ohio, almost.

Infatuation

He comes from a foreign land, an island far away, intrigues me with every move. Getting lost in el ritmo he whispered te quiero te quiero. Its pure infatuation. Should I let him take me back to puerto Rico..Papi hold me never let me go..

An extract from a blog

I really like this. I don't know how true this is but I'll like to read it again later

Ghodse is often a misunderstood character. He is referred to as a Hindu fanatic. It is often hard to understand Godse because the Government of India had suppressed information about him. His court statements, letters etc. were all banned from the public until recently. Judging from his writings one thing becomes very clear – He was no fanatic. His court statements are very well read out and indicate a calm and collected mental disposition. He never even once speaks ill about Gandhi as a person, but only attacks Gandhi’s policies which caused ruin and untold misery to Hindus. Another interesting point to note is that Godse had been working with the Hindu refugees fleeing from Pakistan. He had seen the horrible atrocities committed on them. Many women had their hands cut off, nose cut off, even little girls had been raped mercilessly. Despite this Godse did not harm even single Muslim in India which he could easily have. So it would be a grave mistake to call him a Hindu fanatic.




Let us start by studying the motive behind Godse’s act. By seeing the nature of the assassination in public space and Godse’s act of turning himself over to the Police, we can see that Godse did not do this for personal reasons. He very well knew that he would be hanged and his name would be disgraced as Gandhi was considered a saint. And again Godse could have ran away and escaped punishment. But he did the reverse. He called a police officer and courted arrest. Before we proceed it would be wise to understand the backdrop of the assassination.



The central government had taken a decision — Pakistan will not be given Rs 55 crores. On January 13 Gandhi started a fast unto death that Pakistan must be given the money. On January 13, the central government changed its earlier decision and announced that Pakistan would be given the amount. On January 13, Nathuram decided to assassinate Gandhi.



Nathuram Godse was a learned man, very sharp and intelligent – editor of “Agrani” (one of the most famous newspaper of that time – with Nana Aapte). In his last editorial of “Agrani” which he changed overnight – he said “Gandhi must be stopped – at any cost” and he justified why Gandhiji’s assassination was not only inevitable but also a delayed action, sth tht shud’ve happened LONG AGO.



In Nathuram’s words – “ I don’t refute Gandhi’s theory of non-violence. He may be a saint but he is not a politician. His theory of non-violence denies self-defence and self-interest. The non-violence that defines the fight for survival as violence is a theory not of non-violence but of self-destruction.The division of the nation was an unnecessary decision. What was the percentage of the Muslim population as compared to the population of the nation? There was no need for a separate nation. Had it been a just demand, Maulana Azad would not have stayed back in India. But because Jinnah insisted and because Gandhi took his side, India was divided, in spite of opposition from the nation, the Cabinet. An individual is never greater than a nation.



In a democracy you cannot put forward your demands at knife-point. Jinnah did it and Gandhi stabbed the nation with the same knife. He dissected the land and gave a piece to Pakistan. We did picket that time but in vain. The Father of our Nation went to perform his paternal duties for Pakistan! Gandhi blackmailed the cabinet with his fast unto death. His body, his threats to die are causing the destruction — geographical as well as economical — of the nation. Today, Muslims have taken a part of the nation, tomorrow Sikhs may ask for Punjab. The religions are again dividend into castes, they will demand sub-divisions of the divisions. What remains of the concept of one nation, national integration? Why did we fight the British in unison for independence? Why not separately? Bhagat Singh did not ask only for an independent Punjab or Subhash Chandra Bose for an independent Bengal?



I am going to assassinate him in the open, before the public, because I am going to do it as my duty. If I do it surreptitiously, it becomes a crime in my own eyes. I will not try to escape, I will surrender and naturally I will be hanged. One assassination, one hanging. I don’t want two executions for one assassination and I don’t want your involvement, participation or company. (This was for Nana-Apte and Veer Savarkar as they were against ghandhi’s policies too, Godse wanted to assassinate gandhi all by himself and took promise from Nana Apte that he will continue helping Veer Savarkar in rebuilding India as a strong free nation.)



On January 30, I reached Birla Bhavan at 12 pm. Gandhi was sitting outside on a cot enjoying the sunshine. Vallabhbhai Patel’s granddaughter was sitting at his feet. I had the revolver with me. I could have assassinated him easily then, but I was convinced that his assassination was to be a punishment and a sentence against him, and I would execute him. I wanted witnesses for the execution but there were none. I did not want to escape after the execution as there was not an iota of guilt in my mind. I wanted to surrender, but surrender to whom? There was a good crowd to collect for the evening prayers. I decided on the evening of January 30 as the date for Gandhi’s execution.



Gandhi climbed the steps and came forward. He had kept his hands on the shoulders of the two girls. I wanted just three seconds more. I moved two steps forward and faced Gandhi. Now I wanted to take out the revolver and salute him for whatever sacrifice and service he had made for the nation. One of the two girls was dangerously close to Gandhi and I was afraid that she might be injured in the course of firing. As a precautionary measure I went one more step ahead, bowed before him and gently pushed the girl away from the firing line. The next moment I fired at Gandhi. Gandhi was very weak, there was a feeble sound like ‘aah’ (There are proof that Gandhi did NOT say “Hey Raam” at that time – it’s just made up stuff ) from him and he fell down.



After the firing I raised my hand holding the revolver and shouted, ‘Police, police’. For 30 seconds nobody came forward and I scanned the crowd. I saw a police officer. I signalled to him to come forward and arrest me. He came and caught my wrist, then a second man came and touched the revolver… I let it go…”