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Wisdom & Laughter

It is the holiday gloss I think. I don’t feel like doing any damn work and there is so much to do despite the fact that I work from home! When I used to work from the office I would wait for opportunities to log in from home and now that I have this option, (which is not really a choice), I wish I could commute to work daily. But what is strange about this in me? I have a strong pull to something I don’t have or can’t have!

Practically everyone I have spoken to say they envy me because I work from home or well, hardly work. I don’t want to sound like I am bogged down with work because I hardly am. I contribute a few pieces of articles for a local magazine and some overseas. The rest of the time I am occupied with too many extra curricular activties. And yet I am dissatisfied. Because you don’t make friends sitting in front of the computer. As it is, my winge about this country is, there are no people. Otherwise life is great here. On second thoughts, maybe it is better without the people, a population like India's would kill the place. 

I have met so many people in the course of my two years’ stay in Australia and more through the course of my work. I get invited to many different functions and some you meet over and over again. However, cultivating intimacy with people you meet for work purposes is difficult. Which explains why my chance meeting with Jacqueline Sutherland was so special.

Arriving at one of the lectures in the University of Melbourne, we happened to be seated next to each other when the conversations just took off and by the end of the lecture we were having dinner together in the city. There was wisdom, there was substance, there was chemistry in our conversations - the things I term special in our friendship because there is so much to learn from her background as a lawyer and she from my culture and profession, in her words. It has been many months now since we met and I have grown quite fond of her. Today I am going out to the city to have lunch with her. With age, intimacy with a friend is not so much about the fun you share having together, but about wisdom and laughter!


Anonymous said…
That's coz you are like a man and get bored think like a man and have a take charge attitude and therefore the kind of people that you would find interesting to talk to and socialize would generally be not being an mcp but the small talk that women generally engage in maybe you can tolerate for a while but your kind of personality is more suited for men who are wise and can engage in substantial discussion...maybe I am wrong but I think I am right...what do you think ?
Indira said…
wow, i wish mr anonymous you left a name. thank you for the comment but i would like to add that i do enjoy small talks too in a big way. cheers :)
Anonymous said…
Then what's the point of remaining anonymous and stop acting like you don't know who wrote it...doesn't suit you
Anonymous said…
Wow I must have a super recognition chip in my brain Mr anonymous :)
indira said…
And sorry that was posted by me checking how anonymous works

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