Postcards From J

... are wished for you and your loved ones. Thank you for being a part of my blog and for sharing my journey, dear readers. Happy Christmas! Our li'l Christmas tree

While this is *not* my current state of mind, there have been some things over the past few months that have bothered me a great deal.      To those irritants - people, events, circumstances - the clear and graphic message on the rickshaw above is dedicated to you. Cheers!

There was a time when I took the trouble to 'make' stuff like simple greeting cards and bookmarks or recycle things. Like the one time I made a funky pen stand out of half a coconut shell. Or little boxes out of old greeting cards (really easy to make). Over time, being busy or lazy stopped the creative juices from flowing.  So, I've been thinking of reviving the arty-crafty side of me. Over the past few days, I made little birthday greetings on plain paper inked with a black marker for colleagues. These could be pinned to the softboard, so they weren't made like typical cards. I can't draw to save my life, so stick figures work for me. Also, I'm quite fond of doing the block lettering. [Psst, it forgives uneven writing.] :-) Today, I made the following greeting for a colleague from a small sheet of paper, a black marker and colour pencils. The basic sketch done in pencil first, then outlined with a fine tip marker. Final look created using ...

And I wish you both the very best. ... Did you write the book of love, And do you have faith in God above, If the Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock 'n roll, Can music save your mortal soul, And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'cause I saw you dancin' in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck, But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died. Lyrics courtesy: Don McLean, American Pie

So many things: Desperately need to hire talent. Good Great talent. People who can write... Write well. Without silly mistakes. Grammatically correct sentences. No typos. Relevant punctuation. Find my life's calling. Or have I found it already? Travel. A bit of a distant dream at the moment, but need to plan and figure this out for 2012. Write. Nay, attempt serious writing. About experiences, work, business, social media, my observations. Too unsure about this. Travel *and* write? Get going. Make the time. Take a leap of faith. Get rid of the exhaustion. Meet more people. Learn from them. Look for alternatives. Turn those crazy ideas into actual concrete plans. Words swimming in my head. And these words need to become actions. Strong actions. No apology. No regrets.

Rick-rolled returns after a little over two months. And this one seems like a continuation from the previous Rick-rolled post .  This one also says, "Shararat Mat Karna" and that bare leg was quite a tease against the copy. What do you think?

Here's a little postcard from Cafe Mondegar's, or Mondy's as we lovingly call it.  I was there on Friday evening with a great bunch of folks, and guess what? I drank a full mug of beer for the first time ever. Not bad considering I'm not a beer guzzler at all. The artwork on the walls capture the world of celebrated cartoonist Mario Miranda. Absolutely love those drawings. This past week has been excellent. Just three working days, but some great insights are being worked upon. The Diwali holidays helped in relaxing the mind, and meeting a bunch of lovely people at a house party, over coffee/kebabs, over double peppermint chocolate, over beer (!), and at the warm Le Pain Quotidien (photos coming soon)... Ah! So much conversation and laughter with excellent company.  Have a great week, everyone. ~j~