Humour or honesty
Well I just started to blog and now I have been tagged by blog acquaintance YarravilePaul. When I read his mail I thought of trashing it but then I thought it might be a good opportunity to revisit the past, ponder over the days gone by. Then when I started to think what I'd write I was confused as to what I should write. Should I be brutally honest and dark or should I try to be humorous. I thought for a while and realised that I started this blog to fight my demons and I might as well be honest about it and maybe there is some humour in the tragedy that is life.
- All my serious relationships (lasting more that 3 months and as long as 3 years) have been with people I have met directly or indirectly through the net. There have been 4 in total.
- All the people I have had relationships with have been older than me. One was 4 years older and the other 3 about 8 years or so. I think the wit, maturity and composure of an older man is what wins me over in regards to a relationship. And it was never love at 1st sight.
- I was sexually abused as a child.
- I treat myself to a vacation every few months and I always prefer to travel alone.
- I have never had a complete stranger flirt with me in the 1st meeting except for on a flight to Hong Kong which ended on a sorry note. More about it sometime later. Maybe I don't get the signs or maybe I don't look very welcoming. I don't know what it is?!!
- I have two left feet and the idea of dancing make me go nervous like WOW. That is the reason I never enjoy Punjabi (Indian) weddings because they are all about lots of food, loud music, non-stop dancing and all of that gives me a headache.
- When my mum was pregnant with me she tripped on the stairs of our house but I survived unhurt and so did she except for a few bruises. When I was about 4 years old I fell from the terrace of our home which was about 20 ft high on the concrete floor below but survived with no injuries at all (no bruises or broken bones not even a single drop of blood). I have never had a fracture needing a plaster. I hate taking medicines and I rarely fall sick and when I do I avoid going to the doctor. I have never been hospitalised. And until I was 15 I could not swallow a tablet, I used to vomit it out every time (unintentionally).
- My dream is to one day have a restaurant of my own and before I do that I'd want to join a culinary school. But I don't see that happening in the near future. I am a pretty decent cook and I find it relaxing and therapeutic.
I hope that was good enough and I hope I don't sound all boring and somber. I am sorry Yararvillepaul but I don't know any bloggers I could forward your mail to. So it's going to be just me.
Photo credits: Broken thoughts
4 comments:
Hi,
I posted in the earlier enrty about 'Maurice'. Thanks for the information on Dervishes. I was being a bit flippant before about whirling or wandering, sorry if that was rude. When I was younger there was group of Dervishes who came to Australia and i remember that they danced (or whirled) all night long and it made kind of afraid (your average modern day Christian is one in name only and very rarely has any connection with actual spirituality).
Now I just read your latest entry and was very moved by the honesty of it. I was especially moved by point No. 3. I really admire your honesty and how that event in your life just sits there.
I love Rumi too by the way. I have this odd CD of readings of his poetry including Madonna. It has some great sounding music but not as fascinating as the music on this blog.
My name is Mike. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Great post!!!
I expected most people to just trash the email (as I nearly did when I got tagged), but I am glad you didn't, and hope the blog helps you on your journey.
Well Yarraville as the first person to visit my blog you are dear to me and so therefore I couldn't have trashed your mail. It gave me the courage to confess about my past especially point no 3 about which I have only talked to with my partners and no one else. It was a worthy exercise.
Thanks for your appreciation of the music on my site Mike. Sorry to hear about your incident with the dervishes ;-)
I have never seen a dervish in person. But I do intend to visit Konya,Tukey the land of Rumi and Shams and see the dervishes in a Sama at Rumi's tomb. I don't know when it will happen but I am sure it wil some day.
Thanks Paul and Mike from adding me to the links on your blog, appreciate it.
P.S. Mike I didn't think you sounded rude ;-)
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