One of our common dreams is to work on a project which involves both of us; this seems to be becoming a reality; not the kind that we had dreamt about, but, for the start, it works for both of us. We made a start to this dream of ours with something simple and beautiful like blogging, as a couple; contributing towards the same blog is a whole new different feeling as compared to maintaining individual blogs. The feeling of “ours” is simply beautiful!
These common desires, that both of us share, have always prompted us to take interest in not only each other hobbies, but also, various activities; it certainly wasn’t easy at the start, because, there were quite a few things that either one of us was totally disinterested in, but, with perseverance, today, the act of participating in the other’s interest has become second nature to us. We always feel the need of knowing how the other is progressing in their given activity.
So, Blessed with this nature as well as the want to continue learning, I found it difficult to keep to myself, with Hoopoe being busy with his coursework. I had to learn something from him; else, I would be restless. He suggested that we sit together and solve a couple of problems which he had planned for, over the weekend. I enjoyed every bit of it; learning new terms, knowing more about his profession, and in general feeling refreshed with a different kind of information!
Well, how could I stop at that! He was surrounded by some thick books, and well, I had to try my hand at that too. So, Hoopoe, happily suggests some sections of law which he needs to learn; himself, being in no mood to understand what was stated, he found it a better option, to have me read the matter and paraphrase it for him. Guess what! I loved doing that too!
Don’t you think it’s a great joy to have dreams coming true, even if it means, in small little ways?
It certainly feels like “Hoopoe the Archangel” has walked into my life to make my dreams a reality… WOWWW !!!
Thank you my darling!
- Sweetness
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Things that money cannot buy
Valentines Day is approaching and I can feel that Sweetness is cooking something special for me. It’s difficult for Sweetness to cook, infact it’s extremely taxing for her, but she still does it for me. When I ask her how she manages the pain, all she says is “Love.” It’s now dawned upon me that love is the best analgesic and I learnt it from my beloved.
Sweetness asked me, what I want for Valentines Day and I said “I want a card”. Now the cards of Sweetness are special because she does not believe in buying cards for me, she always makes them on her own. From the time we first met, to this day, every card I received from her is hand made by her and that makes it more valuable than anything money could ever buy. These cards are so precious to me, that I carry them wherever I go and that is why, even now, although I am not at home, I still have got them and have decided to post photographs of some of them. I’m anxious to know, how my Valentines Day card will look like, but I know it will be much better than what I can even imagine. One reason is the warmth of the words that she puts in, it makes me feel so special and so loved that I feel totally humbled by them.
I am one lazy Hoopoe, other than making a few animations during our initial courtship day’s, I have not made anything for her, but rather resorted to buy over the counter gifts. Will this year be different? After all this is our first Valentines Day since we met, four years ago. I am excited to just be with her and I hope my creative juices really flow before the 14th to make her day really special.
I Love you Sweetness
-Hoopoe
Sweetness asked me, what I want for Valentines Day and I said “I want a card”. Now the cards of Sweetness are special because she does not believe in buying cards for me, she always makes them on her own. From the time we first met, to this day, every card I received from her is hand made by her and that makes it more valuable than anything money could ever buy. These cards are so precious to me, that I carry them wherever I go and that is why, even now, although I am not at home, I still have got them and have decided to post photographs of some of them. I’m anxious to know, how my Valentines Day card will look like, but I know it will be much better than what I can even imagine. One reason is the warmth of the words that she puts in, it makes me feel so special and so loved that I feel totally humbled by them.
I am one lazy Hoopoe, other than making a few animations during our initial courtship day’s, I have not made anything for her, but rather resorted to buy over the counter gifts. Will this year be different? After all this is our first Valentines Day since we met, four years ago. I am excited to just be with her and I hope my creative juices really flow before the 14th to make her day really special.
I Love you Sweetness
-Hoopoe
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Is it just with Hoopoe OR Are men in general the same?
I enjoy having Hoopoe over the weekends because, that is our time together, for fun, laughter, treats and entertainment!
The last weekend was not very different. However, Hoopoe had to get done with some internet stuff for the rental place that he was staying at. He needed certain documents, which, my ma handed over to him and went about with her work.
Five minutes later, I find Hoopoe hunting high and low for something that just seems to have got lost! I asked him what it was, that he was looking for; he said, “The papers given by ma to me”. I told him that he must have put it in his bag. He said, “No’’! I insisted that he should recheck, but, no, he continues searching for the document! Known for my lack of patience, in irritation, I nearly commanded him to check his bag; finally, he gives in…. And there he finds the document close to another one in the book!!!!
Later on, I find him putting money of a high denomination into the pocket of his t-shirt. The t-shirt was not very transparent, but, one could clearly see the denomination of the notes through the t-shirt. So, I tell Hoopoe, “I can see the money right through”. And what does my man do?...... He looks at me with a confused expression, takes out his wallet from the pant pocket, looks at his wallet, looks at me again and asks me, “Baby, how can you see the money through this wallet?!?!?!?!?!?!”
Of course, now I laugh thinking about it, but back then, I was already irritated. So, in frustration, I tell him to turn around and look at himself in the mirror. That’s when he notices the money in his t-shirt pocket and realizes what I was speaking about. He says, “Oh!!!! This Money!!!!!”
My Hoopoe just keeps getting better with his absent mindedness, what say Hoopoe?
- Sweetness
The last weekend was not very different. However, Hoopoe had to get done with some internet stuff for the rental place that he was staying at. He needed certain documents, which, my ma handed over to him and went about with her work.
Five minutes later, I find Hoopoe hunting high and low for something that just seems to have got lost! I asked him what it was, that he was looking for; he said, “The papers given by ma to me”. I told him that he must have put it in his bag. He said, “No’’! I insisted that he should recheck, but, no, he continues searching for the document! Known for my lack of patience, in irritation, I nearly commanded him to check his bag; finally, he gives in…. And there he finds the document close to another one in the book!!!!
Later on, I find him putting money of a high denomination into the pocket of his t-shirt. The t-shirt was not very transparent, but, one could clearly see the denomination of the notes through the t-shirt. So, I tell Hoopoe, “I can see the money right through”. And what does my man do?...... He looks at me with a confused expression, takes out his wallet from the pant pocket, looks at his wallet, looks at me again and asks me, “Baby, how can you see the money through this wallet?!?!?!?!?!?!”
Of course, now I laugh thinking about it, but back then, I was already irritated. So, in frustration, I tell him to turn around and look at himself in the mirror. That’s when he notices the money in his t-shirt pocket and realizes what I was speaking about. He says, “Oh!!!! This Money!!!!!”
My Hoopoe just keeps getting better with his absent mindedness, what say Hoopoe?
- Sweetness
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Hoopoe’s passion for Photography! (Or Madness!)
I have come to conclude, that, a woman always faces some kind of competition with regards to the attention she gets from her beau. Speaking about mine; Hoopoe cannot resist the Newspaper, his blog world and Photography. As far as newspaper and blogging goes, I can’t say much, because, that was a pre-determined personal space made known to me quite some time ago. So, that leaves us with photography.
Hoopoe is very passionate about photography. He feels, that, in every photograph, he creates an image of his vision of the world (I truly agree!), may it be a bird, scenery, a child etc. I must admit, that, he has nearly created a portfolio of photographs for my two little nieces.
Speaking about Hoopoe’s passion for photography, I remember a couple of incidents that I wish to share.
We were together at a rocky beach, Anjuna, in Goa, sitting on a rock, on the sands, waiting for the sunset, watching the waves splashing against the rocks, and, enjoying the cool breeze. The particular spot that we were at was quite lonely; other than us, there was another couple, and far off, we could see a small group of friends. We were having a great time, capturing photographs of each other, laughing and simply feeling blessed…..when, all of a sudden! My Hoopoe, hears the chirp of a bird on a tree nearby!!!!…. And that was it!!!! That ended our little stint of romance on the beach!
Hoopoe wanted to photograph the bird, he assumed it would take him no longer than 5 minutes. But, guess what! The little bird had a better plan and kept dodging Hoopoe!
Result: My guy spent 20 minutes or so photographing the tiny chap! I was left to choose between observing the cute couple romancing with each other, knowing that my beau is busy romancing the feathered species, or continue watching the vast sea!
How unkind can he be!
If that isn't enough, then here is another..
On the same trip, but, on some other day, we were driving down to a waterfall (which doesn’t exist any longer, infact, it is literally non existent since a real long time!) in scorching hot sun; we were passing through fields and crossed a marshy area, when suddenly the car comes to a halt, and, I find Hoopoe hopping off with his camera in hand.
I turned to look where he is headed to, and trust me....... all I could see was an empty barren marshy land!!!! I simply assumed, that, he wished to diversify within the field of photography, probably, documenting the texture of soils in different areas!! Yes, I know how dumb I can be!!
Back in the car; I was suprised at photographs of the birds; birds that he had spotted on the “so called empty stretch”!!!!! I turned around again to look at the birds present… And yet again to no avail, I didn’t spot a single one!!!!!!!!
If that wasn’t enough, then, while returning home, on the very same day, Hoopoe decides to just better the spots at which he halts the car to photograph the delights of his heart.
In Goa, you have to drive through narrow lanes to get to many places around. If not familiar with such kind of drives, one literally begins to hyperventilate; as soon as, one spots a bigger speeding vehicle coming from the opposite end.
So, here we were, driving down home, and surprisingly, Hoopoe halted the car just short of a board; in red, which read, “Accident zone, Drive safely”!!!!! I wondered what was wrong! To my horror, I find my hero out of the car; capturing a picture of the bird that is swaying happily on the electric line!
If that wasn’t enough of a shocker….right then, I see a bus coming from the opposite side….. and….. it just whizzed past me! That was it! I couldn’t take more of this rubbish! I wasn’t ready to lay down my life for the kind of high that he was experiencing with these feathered species! I rolled down the glass of the window, and yelled at him to take me home!
Well, that was the only one time, when Hoopoe didn’t think of photography any further (just for that day, in case you are mistaken) and we drove in silence to our destination.
Right!! And all this while, you were thinking that he was a man without flaws!!!!! NOOOO!! You will learn more about his idiotic behaviour in the coming posts.
- Sweetness
Hoopoe is very passionate about photography. He feels, that, in every photograph, he creates an image of his vision of the world (I truly agree!), may it be a bird, scenery, a child etc. I must admit, that, he has nearly created a portfolio of photographs for my two little nieces.
Speaking about Hoopoe’s passion for photography, I remember a couple of incidents that I wish to share.
We were together at a rocky beach, Anjuna, in Goa, sitting on a rock, on the sands, waiting for the sunset, watching the waves splashing against the rocks, and, enjoying the cool breeze. The particular spot that we were at was quite lonely; other than us, there was another couple, and far off, we could see a small group of friends. We were having a great time, capturing photographs of each other, laughing and simply feeling blessed…..when, all of a sudden! My Hoopoe, hears the chirp of a bird on a tree nearby!!!!…. And that was it!!!! That ended our little stint of romance on the beach!
Hoopoe wanted to photograph the bird, he assumed it would take him no longer than 5 minutes. But, guess what! The little bird had a better plan and kept dodging Hoopoe!
Result: My guy spent 20 minutes or so photographing the tiny chap! I was left to choose between observing the cute couple romancing with each other, knowing that my beau is busy romancing the feathered species, or continue watching the vast sea!
How unkind can he be!
If that isn't enough, then here is another..
On the same trip, but, on some other day, we were driving down to a waterfall (which doesn’t exist any longer, infact, it is literally non existent since a real long time!) in scorching hot sun; we were passing through fields and crossed a marshy area, when suddenly the car comes to a halt, and, I find Hoopoe hopping off with his camera in hand.
I turned to look where he is headed to, and trust me....... all I could see was an empty barren marshy land!!!! I simply assumed, that, he wished to diversify within the field of photography, probably, documenting the texture of soils in different areas!! Yes, I know how dumb I can be!!
Back in the car; I was suprised at photographs of the birds; birds that he had spotted on the “so called empty stretch”!!!!! I turned around again to look at the birds present… And yet again to no avail, I didn’t spot a single one!!!!!!!!
If that wasn’t enough, then, while returning home, on the very same day, Hoopoe decides to just better the spots at which he halts the car to photograph the delights of his heart.
In Goa, you have to drive through narrow lanes to get to many places around. If not familiar with such kind of drives, one literally begins to hyperventilate; as soon as, one spots a bigger speeding vehicle coming from the opposite end.
So, here we were, driving down home, and surprisingly, Hoopoe halted the car just short of a board; in red, which read, “Accident zone, Drive safely”!!!!! I wondered what was wrong! To my horror, I find my hero out of the car; capturing a picture of the bird that is swaying happily on the electric line!
If that wasn’t enough of a shocker….right then, I see a bus coming from the opposite side….. and….. it just whizzed past me! That was it! I couldn’t take more of this rubbish! I wasn’t ready to lay down my life for the kind of high that he was experiencing with these feathered species! I rolled down the glass of the window, and yelled at him to take me home!
Well, that was the only one time, when Hoopoe didn’t think of photography any further (just for that day, in case you are mistaken) and we drove in silence to our destination.
Right!! And all this while, you were thinking that he was a man without flaws!!!!! NOOOO!! You will learn more about his idiotic behaviour in the coming posts.
- Sweetness
Friday, February 5, 2010
Mute Swans
The image of Swans behind the blog title was captured by Hoopoe around the same time last year, on one of his trips to UK.
It was a very difficult phase that we were going through. Hoopoe, spoke to his parents about our relationship with each other, and they were completely against it. I understand their feelings towards the situation, and since, I am not in the best of health, they are of the opinion that, Hoopoe will be ruining his life if he chooses to lead his life with me.
Well, the situation hasn’t improved much since then; however, Hoopoe has become stronger and more determined about his decision of choosing me as his life partner. The scars and hurt of the trauma are still prevalent; I haven't as yet got emotional closure towards all that pain, and I do breakdown at regular intervals, but, Hoopoe is now present to listen and soothe me.
When I was emotionally distraught, it was then, that, my Hoopoe sent this picture to me with the words, “Good morning Sweety pie, this picture reminds me a lot about us. I had plans of writing words within the heart shape, but, did not want to spoil the beauty of the picture. I love u darling”.
It was a very difficult phase that we were going through. Hoopoe, spoke to his parents about our relationship with each other, and they were completely against it. I understand their feelings towards the situation, and since, I am not in the best of health, they are of the opinion that, Hoopoe will be ruining his life if he chooses to lead his life with me.
Well, the situation hasn’t improved much since then; however, Hoopoe has become stronger and more determined about his decision of choosing me as his life partner. The scars and hurt of the trauma are still prevalent; I haven't as yet got emotional closure towards all that pain, and I do breakdown at regular intervals, but, Hoopoe is now present to listen and soothe me.
When I was emotionally distraught, it was then, that, my Hoopoe sent this picture to me with the words, “Good morning Sweety pie, this picture reminds me a lot about us. I had plans of writing words within the heart shape, but, did not want to spoil the beauty of the picture. I love u darling”.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Bedroom Nights
This is my first post for our blog and I am a bit nervous as I go about typing this post; it’s not that I am blogging for the first time, but, it’s my command over the language that is making me nervous.
Sweetness is better than me, so, as I type beside her posts, I feel like a kindergarten kid writing footnotes to Shakespeare’s plays. Therefore, please forgive me on this front, because language is not my cup of tea ( but thankfully, I can still maintain my freedom of expression!) .
My relationship with Sweetness has helped me to grow up in an emotional way. Although, I was growing in size and intellectually, it is only after I met sweetness at the age of 26, four years ago, that, I began growing emotionally and spiritually too. For most part of these four years, our relationship has been a long distance one (LDR) and obviously we have spent a lot of time on the telephone, chats and e-mails. Currently, I spend my weekends with Sweetness, while the weekdays are spent with her over the phone. We spoke and continue to speak a lot over the phone; we have had a lot of conflicts and issues with regards to this too. However, the one that occurred last night is a classic.
For Sweetness, and now for me too, the most romantic time to speak over the phone is just before we could retire to sleep; lying in our beds with the lights off, after about 10 PM. Unfortunately, for me, this ambience is also a call to fall asleep! No matter how good and loved I feel, my brain simply refuses to listen to my heart. Unlike Sweetness, I can fall asleep within a minute of my head hitting the pillow; this has caused a lot of heartache to Sweetness, because she misses out on the romantic talk.
Last night was no different, history repeated itself; I was struggling to stay awake and speak romantically too, both at the same time. Sweetness realizes my dilemma, and asks me to sit up, stand, walk around etc. After having done that, and back in bed, it’s not only hard to get up again, but also, my sleep dutifully returns back in a much greater intensity than before. The worst of all is me trying to explain to Sweetness, certain phrases that are irrelevant to the conversation we are having, that have cropped up because, I blurted them out while dozing off to sleep.
An example of our late night conversation:
Sweetness : “ How much do you love me?”
Me: “Lots”
Sweetness: “ How much is lots?”
Me: “From one end of …… the.. “Terrace is falling” universe..”
Now, for the next painful 5 minutes which seem like an hour, I have to explain to her, why did I make a mention of the words “Terrace is falling” ( which of course I said in my 1 sec long sleep!!!!!)???
Although, I tell sweetness, that, I want to sleep; she simply can let go off me and pushes me to spend that extra few minutes with her. Now, it so happens that my brain too is pushing hard on the sleep throttle and simply stops processing any information coming to it. Well, how do I describe this to Sweetness?!?!?!?!
Llike love, sleep too has no units that can be measured, however, I wish some one had devised a way to measure it. Sweetness does relent to my sleepy head with a heavy heart, a feeling of little hurt and lots of “MISSINGS” . Now, I don't know if this is good or bad, but, for that period of time, my brain blocks all emotions and processes it only the next day!
Next Morning 7 AM: I dial Sweetness' number, the phone rings... she attends it..
Sweetness: “ Hello (in a sullen note)”
Me: “ Sorry Baby…”
Sweetness : “Hmmmmm”
-Hoopoe
Sweetness is better than me, so, as I type beside her posts, I feel like a kindergarten kid writing footnotes to Shakespeare’s plays. Therefore, please forgive me on this front, because language is not my cup of tea ( but thankfully, I can still maintain my freedom of expression!) .
My relationship with Sweetness has helped me to grow up in an emotional way. Although, I was growing in size and intellectually, it is only after I met sweetness at the age of 26, four years ago, that, I began growing emotionally and spiritually too. For most part of these four years, our relationship has been a long distance one (LDR) and obviously we have spent a lot of time on the telephone, chats and e-mails. Currently, I spend my weekends with Sweetness, while the weekdays are spent with her over the phone. We spoke and continue to speak a lot over the phone; we have had a lot of conflicts and issues with regards to this too. However, the one that occurred last night is a classic.
For Sweetness, and now for me too, the most romantic time to speak over the phone is just before we could retire to sleep; lying in our beds with the lights off, after about 10 PM. Unfortunately, for me, this ambience is also a call to fall asleep! No matter how good and loved I feel, my brain simply refuses to listen to my heart. Unlike Sweetness, I can fall asleep within a minute of my head hitting the pillow; this has caused a lot of heartache to Sweetness, because she misses out on the romantic talk.
Last night was no different, history repeated itself; I was struggling to stay awake and speak romantically too, both at the same time. Sweetness realizes my dilemma, and asks me to sit up, stand, walk around etc. After having done that, and back in bed, it’s not only hard to get up again, but also, my sleep dutifully returns back in a much greater intensity than before. The worst of all is me trying to explain to Sweetness, certain phrases that are irrelevant to the conversation we are having, that have cropped up because, I blurted them out while dozing off to sleep.
An example of our late night conversation:
Sweetness : “ How much do you love me?”
Me: “Lots”
Sweetness: “ How much is lots?”
Me: “From one end of …… the.. “Terrace is falling” universe..”
Now, for the next painful 5 minutes which seem like an hour, I have to explain to her, why did I make a mention of the words “Terrace is falling” ( which of course I said in my 1 sec long sleep!!!!!)???
Although, I tell sweetness, that, I want to sleep; she simply can let go off me and pushes me to spend that extra few minutes with her. Now, it so happens that my brain too is pushing hard on the sleep throttle and simply stops processing any information coming to it. Well, how do I describe this to Sweetness?!?!?!?!
Llike love, sleep too has no units that can be measured, however, I wish some one had devised a way to measure it. Sweetness does relent to my sleepy head with a heavy heart, a feeling of little hurt and lots of “MISSINGS” . Now, I don't know if this is good or bad, but, for that period of time, my brain blocks all emotions and processes it only the next day!
Next Morning 7 AM: I dial Sweetness' number, the phone rings... she attends it..
Sweetness: “ Hello (in a sullen note)”
Me: “ Sorry Baby…”
Sweetness : “Hmmmmm”
-Hoopoe
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Eating habits… yup, mine is a disorder!
I don’t seem to understand how both my mother and Hoopoe gobble down their food without chewing it! Their action of putting food into their mouth is continuous, there isn’t any chewing time. However, my ma still takes some reasonable amount of time to finish off her food, but, Hoopoe finishes off his meal in five minutes flat, which would include second and third helpings too. You think I’m exaggerating!!!!!! Heck... No!!!!!!
I find it more appropriate to look at him eating his food, and then start with mine; else, when eating with him, I feel I’m slower than the slowest eating mammal existing on this planet! Contrary to my Hoopoe, I take one whole hour and a half to get done with my breakfast. I know that’s too much off time!
Well, I would like to believe that I have shrunken intestines, which make eating a little difficult for me. I have kept myself starving during my college education, repercussions of the same which I continue facing. You see, I weigh just 39 kgs (I know I’m terribly underweight) and, trying my best to eat well, so as to increase my weight. Now, that I feel I’m eating well, they say, I have a liver which is not functioning to its capacity, making assimilation of food difficult!! What am I supposed to do!!
Gosh!!! I tire of listening to the same thing all the time... “You have to eat well to get well, you need muscle strength to get your limbs moving”.
You can just about imagine the contrast, him; tall and plump at 86kgs, while me; short and skinny!
But that’s us! Hoopoe (my sack) and Sweetness!
- Sweetness
I find it more appropriate to look at him eating his food, and then start with mine; else, when eating with him, I feel I’m slower than the slowest eating mammal existing on this planet! Contrary to my Hoopoe, I take one whole hour and a half to get done with my breakfast. I know that’s too much off time!
Well, I would like to believe that I have shrunken intestines, which make eating a little difficult for me. I have kept myself starving during my college education, repercussions of the same which I continue facing. You see, I weigh just 39 kgs (I know I’m terribly underweight) and, trying my best to eat well, so as to increase my weight. Now, that I feel I’m eating well, they say, I have a liver which is not functioning to its capacity, making assimilation of food difficult!! What am I supposed to do!!
Gosh!!! I tire of listening to the same thing all the time... “You have to eat well to get well, you need muscle strength to get your limbs moving”.
You can just about imagine the contrast, him; tall and plump at 86kgs, while me; short and skinny!
But that’s us! Hoopoe (my sack) and Sweetness!
- Sweetness
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)