Monday, February 23, 2009
politically yours...
And me? Am I a friend or your arch-enemy?
I am an everyday 'con-man' - a master of disguise;
I am everything you adore and everything you despise!
Fact is, the moment I walk through these doors
My mission begins - I am 'politically yours'!
'Trust' is a common error, the temptation is compelling;
So, even after the lethal blow, you do not feel the swelling.
You are numb, in a trance, you do not see the puppet strings;
And it's all over - well before the 'fat lady sings'!
It may be your row-boat, but I have the oars -
I am the friend who is a fiend - 'politically yours'!
I am Corporate Perfection - shiny shoes and the tie -
And once I win you over, I am 'your kind o' guy'.
Its a pity you didn't have your eye on the game -
I'd hate to see you fall this way - isn't it a shame!
And till an even bigger fish gets washed onto the shores
I remain unstoppable - I am 'politically yours'!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
...grüezi!
Nevertheless, today I'll just 'go for it'. I'll finish it. For better or worse.
While I've braved two ruthless winters and cashed in on a beautiful Summer and Spring, elsewhere - 'Hope' and 'Change' took centrestage and hit a home-run, one of my role-models hung up his boots (well, more or less), and the cheapest car built made such a lot of noise and then disappeared into nothingness! Sadly, and on a very solemn note, there was lots of terror to go around as well. Unforgivable. Unforgettable.
I guess we're all constantly becoming different people on some level or another. In my case, over this period, I've gone from becoming more of a philosopher and less of an adventurer. I weigh more, have less hair and paid a painful price for wisdom (before the dentist put an end to my misery). I think about going to the gym for a lot longer than I actually spend on the treadmill; therefore, I am more likely to watch and wait than watch my weight. I will leave you to extrapolate this brilliant example to other day to day circumstances. :-)
Meanwhile, when I'm not slogging in the confines of the office, the hour-long commute to and from work and all the idle time (from time to time) give rise to an unending array of thoughts. Some of the more convincing of these have graduated into actual plans. And even if it seems as though I've succumbed to a mundane life of 'everydayness', I am constantly wrestling with a handful of these ideas; the rest of them are safely on the back burner... for now. One of the positives is that my culinary skills seem to be at an all time high! The food I make thesedays is mostly edible. Somehow, in the scheme of things, I find cooking therapeutic! Having said that, I will share with you a very important lesson that life has taught me - when times are rough and the going gets tough - anticipate this in advance and stack your shelves with a dozen packets of instant noodles! ;-)
Anyway, I'll take a bit of risk and get 'sentimental' for a lil' while - I just want to say thanks to my pals and my family for having stood by me, for remembering to say 'hello' from time to time, for making my day when it wasn't my day, and for being who they're supposed to be. I sound like I've just won an Oscar... a la Slumdog Millionaire?! ;-)
Cheers!