Story untold...

It all starts with a "Once upon a time...." but it does not necessarily end as "..and they lived happily ever after."
This story might be left untold and will be erased from the minds.It is fading and will fade forever.

Cinncinnati Apple

The buggers in Kaya Skin Clinic served me this for only a few (2-3) times when I wasn't in their list of 'granted' customers. Then later they gave me only plain water to drink! Jerks!
Their denial to share their recipe for their so called "Cool Kaya Health Drink" although wasn't much of a mystery to my taste buds...he he he(evil laugh intended).
I hope they won't sue me for writing this :P

I will like to call this my "Cinnicinnati Apple"

Ingredients:
Apple Drink-250-300ml
Cinnamon sticks
Water

Ground the cinnamon sticks in grinder.Sieve and collect the fine cinnamon powder.
Heat water in a pan and add the cinnamon powder.Let it mix in heated water.Pour the water in concentrated apple extract.Put it in the refrigerator and allow the cinnamon to settle in properly.Serve with chilled ice.
Sweet and simple.....tasty!

What women want A.K.A Feminist's Pick of the day

As simple as it can be.....
Right out there, in front of you, standing 20 feet tall and 8 feet wide.....
You know what I want, right???
Indirect to direct ways. Straight, loud and clear,using all your choice of languages.
Then why do you keep asking???
Why do you havta keep guessing or put your versions of "what I want"???

I am nothing more but helpless at this moment (FYI).Either you see it or you pretend not to see it.
Get used to my sulks or I wait till I get used to my own sulks :P

Do I belong to you?

"I hear the wind across the plain
A sound so strong - that calls my name
It's wild like the river - it's warm like the sun
Ya it's here - this is where I belong

Under the starry skies - where eagles have flown
This place is paradise - it's the place I call home
The moon on the mountains
The whisper through the trees
The waves on the water
Let nothing come between this and me

Cause everything I want - is everything that's here
And when when we're all together - there's nothing to fear
And wherever I wonder - the one thing I've learned
It's to here - I will always....always return"

-Bryan Adams ( This is where I belong-Spirit Stallion Of The Cimarron)

How does it feel when you belong to some place, some where, some school,some country, some one...
Maybe I am not the person who will understand this feeling. Born and brought up to be only caught up between schools, between friends, between relatives, between places; when did I ever learn to 'belong'???
The truth is I never did belong. Everyone around has something to hold onto and I am more keen to let go in the delusion of experiencing something new and exciting.
Good or bad, I have always considered every obligation as another chain tying me up and not letting me live free.
Wait...wait...and more wait...is all I have done for the day to arrive when I will fly like those free birds I stare at everyday.
But where will this free bird return to in the evening?