Health Tips

Castrol, honey, early mornings, water warm and cold, triphala (with 2 day break), water, mini meals, avil 25, raisins, grapling, situps, rantac, fibre, onions, lemon, meswak, …Cabbage & Carrot…fan on you in NZ Negative Cal Vegetables
asparagus beets broccoli cabbage (green) carrots cauliflower celery chicory chili peppers cucumbers endive garlic lettuce onions papayas spinach turnip
zucchini Fruits apples cranberries grapefruit lemons mangos oranges pineapple raspberries strawberries tangerines

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Day on the Beach: Picking Strawberries

No. I did not pick strawberries on the beach. But Daniel called early morning that’s 10.00 and for some reason I was all ready (a day after the scenic Hamilton drive with Paul and some important bits of conversation with my cousin in the Waikato Campus). I saw the graves on the hills with candles on them at midnight.
The topic drifted to life after death and Paul and I agreed on it. I slept at West Auckland and there’s a cat loosing fur there which pisses me off. But Paul’s a nice guy. Anyway, Daniel called and asked me if I wanted to go to Shakespeare Beach of Whangaparoa in
the North Shore near Silver dale. I jumped at the chance.
I was picked near the K Road graveyard and park and reserve (all in one). And it was great. The beach was full of people and a few colourful bikinis and of course other friends like Jim and Meg and Florence and family. It was great.
We munched on a few goodies and walked up the hill on the other side and the scene encompassing the windswept hills and the green waters and the sails and the seagulls and the green grassed hills made the climb worth it.
The climb involved jumping electric fences and trodding
up in slippers and slipping and falling at least, 5 times and trying the thorny barefoot option and hurting. But it was all good.
Then we went to Riverhead which is more to the West than North and it
was good fun too. Great, in fact. We picked up strawberries as in two in the mouth one in the basket and they were tasty. I loved it. I was dropped off historical K Road and slept like a log. Its all good, as Sam would put it.

Good Dinner

Daniel had made a good curry and I was picked at Panmure train station after an incident at Glen Innes, where a mad guy was abusive to an Asian women. I wanted to get up and slap him but I did the right thing by pointing to the conductor and luckily that fellow got down at Glen Innes, the Bronx of Auckland. A place where murders are a common place event. Now, I did not want to do anything and aggravate the situation. So I didn’t with an obvious hint of regret.
The dinner was good and we went through a walk through in a church that was once a factory. It was like Ganpathy that Murali and I saw in santa Cruz. Gunny bag entrance and Christmas through time. 2025, 2005, 1800 and 0 ad which actually is 70 AD according to me. I could be wrong but daniel will correct me if i’m. So I’m not worried. My black friend Antonio, the Indian movie freak with an Indian GF is with me as i rush to Hamilton to drop some stuff that my Aunt has send for my cousin. Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year.

My First Designs: B Grade

These are designs I have submitted for my assignment that was due today. Give me your frank comments. Two of them are posters for a conference and are limited by two colours and the third one is a new radio station called convot fm.

Today is raining and the money has come through in the bank so I’m relieved. There is still no response from the Education Department. Its pissing me off.

The World Closes For Christmas

Its been a lazy start. Last two days have been heavy wind and slight rain. So
don’t know. Daniel has called me for dinner on the eve that would be great.
He’s a good cook.
My Visual Communication paper has three days left in lectures of course.

Re: The winds blowing

Thanks Jini

It is a touching gesture on your part to keep me updated and I feel a bit special and sentimental. But Bevda Babu (I believe you are talking about that Mehul Vapiwala Chutiya Lamboo). Our team collapses and Deepak is a shame. I think his wife can bat better than him and his son has more spirit. deepak is the only man who takes Deep seriously. Khud Gabbar. Howz your family?
Pintoo is a lalchoo bhikhari for matches, he will give a donkey a blowjob if he can get a match out of the donkey. My bathroom is bigger than bhagya nagar boundary. It is only for chooas like Paras to feel good. But still you might have hit it the distance brother. Somla chutiya is still alive. Christmas will be empty without you and ypur aunty Meena Bazaar will be sad with only Kirti Raja to see her mujra. Oh fuck the baa tragedy is still on…but the cheating will be the same, no matter which ever pitch we play.
Thanks for keeping me uptodate. Hope to see you soon. Howz my mom? Howz your mom and everybody?

The winds blowing

Its really windy in Auckland and I just paid to move to that groovy place in Henderson. Not that mess in Kelston but the beautiful place on 29 Longburn Road off Lincoln Road. The West is greener and friendlier but I will move only on the 9th. No response from interviews as the onslought of holidays about to begin. Everything is gone on a vacation. Daniel has called me for a Christmas dinner on 24th, which is the best night of Christmas and I still remember Loy Chacko and gang singing ‘Silent Night’. Though its summer in Auckland but the weather changes here every 10 minutes. Summer holidays were fun in Andheri and Bulsar, where we could climb trees in the days and eat wadas in the night.
Bulsar is green and warm in summers and the Tithal beach was great to dip ourselves in three hours in cold water but the black sand invariably gave me an itch. The Sai Baba Temple is nice to but that whole line in the South Gujarat is awesome. Bordi, Dhanu and Umergaon, not to mention Sanjan and Paldi on the hills where we packed a lot of Pau Bhaji to eat and utkarsh and me loved the food.
Coming back to Auckland, I have stayed home and relaxed myself. I am reading a book called ex-factor by Angeli some-one-or-the-other and it is absolutely funny. Its crazeee funny. So i laughed loudly and devoured bread tuna peanut butter and honey. Not all at once of course. I may be going down to Hamilton on Sunday with my new friend and Land Lord Paul.
Its been nice and lazy but since I need action all the time, I just feel a bit left out. justin resting too and the other Justin is taking his sister-in-law (nine year old sister of his girlfriend) out to town. I have sponsored an ice cream for the good cause. I wonder how Jignesh is and what really happened? And the second question that
concerns us all: Where in the world is my Pakistani friend Mashood ul Haq?

Vaastu Works

I have changed my sleeping position. away from the window . Justin knows. And now I sleep much, much better. I haven;t met my white friend with accented slokas from vedas – Balgopal. Two interviews went very good. I think the secret of good sleep is a rainy day with lots of fatique. Had lots of takeaway last night but the broom hockey and balloon football must have burnt that.

Vindaloo Sauce

I used to laugh at my brother Ravi whenever he had a sandwich in Borivali. I was the rough mean, macho eater eating Wada Pau and stuff. But Subway Sandwiches are mindblowing. I had the Veg Pattice option. My job searching spree has gained a new momentum with a CV and look. So I am happy. Talked to a few friends and went to Borders Book Store to see some old Superman Art Form and National geographic Pictures. Met Balagopal of the Hare Krsna fame and travelled in a cycle rickshaw (that’s a new tourist attraction in Auckland: free of cost) where you can travel in a cycle rickshaw a la Mehmood of “Kunwara Baap”. Bought Bread and Salmon. Tomorrow I travel all the way to the West, South, Ellerslie and two interviews.
Back to Subway: I’m about to get my 8th stamp so that my ninth sandwich is free. i get free cookies and drinks thanks to my summer school status. Life is good.

Pau Bhaji

Pau Bhaji I love. Daniel called early this morning but I had a few errands to run and few homes to see. So I could bot go to Kelston Church today. The money hasn’t come through. So, I could not go to Manurewa either. Miss the Loleshis. But luckily Chaggas called and I went to the celebration at Mount Roskill church. They enacted Jusus’ birth and some Iranian converts and Chinese sang Christian songs. It was amazing. Silent Night always brings tears to my eyes since my school days in Don Bosco. Met some Maoris from Manurewa and asked them to chek some boarding options.

It was a glorious day, Even the house I saw in Eden has a community center outside. Thus, I met good people.

I went to Uncles’ house when Chagas picked me and life was fun as I ate lots of Pau Bhaji. I love it and when I met Uncle who did not know that I have been through the food invited me again to eat and i consumed even more Bhaji. Chaga just dropped me off at the hostel and life is fine. My Sundays are always blessed.

The Day at the Nursery

The day at the nursery was a fine start. But I had hardly slept a feww hours so it was a wee bit irritating when the director told me that I will be paid per pot I created. Horticulture is alive and well and resorted to Pizza the white bread option, which is not such a fantastic idea.

No Earth Quake

Had lunch with Muffy. The guy who first booked Wild Blue Skies. Today there is a dull cloud as I start my new job. Must stop staying up at nights.

Luck’s changed: Life is an adventure

The reason I dont tell people of my crisis is because I dont want help. But I blew away $1000 in 15 days and even on the eve on possible bankrupty. I bought 3 Jeans and a cap. And had some mindblowing curry. I’ll have $2400 in my bank on Monday. So I’m fine.
Also have three job offers. Shell. $11 an hour. Four days a week.
Shamiana: Free food and twenty hours in a week.
My friends nursery:
So I’m fine. Just in case any ones worried.

Last four dollars – Living on prayer

I believe in giving. But today I reached the last four dollars in my bank. My visa card also is – $750 making my spending a $1000 since I came thats roughly 31 grands. But I still bought 3 jeans and a black shirt. I have to pay visa 669 dollars on 5th Jan. I was at Manurewa and the train journey is $4.5 which i cashed out from my efpos card. of course, ATMs can give you coins.
I was angry at all my charities when i have given away all the money. I have never taken a single penny from the goverment and I never will. Its against my priciples.
Anyway at the train there were two school kids who literally forced the conductor to take 5o cents on my behalf. I refused (I would have walked those extra 5 kilometers) but they were adamant and christians. I told them all my life I have paid for school kiddy tickets and money was poison to me but to no avail.

So my anger at my self diminished. I also got a refund on $710 from the income tax that pays my credit card dues. I’m also getting another 1300 that a friend owed me. No names.
Plus I got a job offer that will pay around 400 a week. So within an hour of spending my last money and after celebrating my bankruptsy with a rice and vege in a currie place I got $2400. God reminding me that dont stop giving I’m there. My only regret to date is Utkarsh did not take the money i wanted to give him.

Awesome Game of Cricket

Had a great day with Daniel and friends in the west on Saturday and Sunday. Had lots of Chinese tea, which gave my system the boost it needed. Initially it was a bloody soft tennis bowl that hit me on my groin. I bowled pace and lot of them stayed to watch but my first over was disastrous. It swung wild and fast and wide. I got better. And we had Indians vs Kiwis. I hit a 6 and 4 off the last over to win. My bowling improved but not drastically. I was sensational in the last matches and we won 3-2. It was a hard fought battle. I sang we are the world and Elvis and the going was fantastic. Missed E. And they loved my singing and they think I’m hot with girls but I’m not. Right Now.

Driving the dark streets of Auckland

Justin Big-Boy-Chinese-Nice Joe and me met at downtown after cricket match. He had his 3rd meal in 3 days and i stuck to some lemon soda and then we drove around auckland.
Mission Bay, Dark and Dangerous Glen Innes, Panmure, Ellerslie, Onehunga, Royal Oak, Epsom, Green lane, Mt. Roskill, Albert, Waterview (visited my old house and got called a stalker by Justin). No pain. Just memories. The infamous K Road. Ponsonby. Downtown. Great ride. Planning to go for a day trip and a week in Jan.
Ajit called. Hes free for 6 weeks without wife and kids. I asked him if I could come to Melbourne or may be he can come to Auckland. Late Birthday wishes from Jini.

Another Saturday

It’s Saturday and the sun is bright. A bit too bright and I have a BBQ planned with Daniel and friends. So that should be good. I bought some out of date stock from a Chinese shop: must return it. I’m reading a book: a fiction on relationships. The hostel life is slowly picking up since I’m mostly away days at AUT doing my Visual Communication. I should finish my flyer and the poster due on the 19th by 14th. I prefer living in houses than apartments. That’s what I have learned about myself. I haven’t started cooking yet. Am living on canned Tuna and peanut butter-honey sandwiches besides Taco dips and Corn Chips. Generally have lunch at the Indian Curry place. Have decided to go vegetarian for a month. My body needed a lot of iron and magnese. Thus the meat bout.
I met a Hare Krsna person and we were discussing the fact (according to him) that Krsna not Vishnu was main boss.

BLUE SKY FOX

My website is no longer wildblueskies.com. My website is BlueSkyFox.com based on all the foxes and leopard territory I and Shaju walked through without knowing of animals perched on trees. On my last night in Bombay I didn’t want to tempt fate.

Reclaiming my life: one day at a time

Lazeee Birthday

It was always going to be a lazy start. I am still sleepy and yawny as I type this. Yawn… Moms message was the first to come and then Shobha Masee came through. I had not informed my friends in Auckland about my birthday. Went to the Samaon house at Auckland University. It’s a depiction of meeting places and is made up huge logs with Island jigjag designs on them.

It is similiar to the Maori Maerie. Anyway Auckland College has merged with Auckland University and thus I may need to redo the paper before I get the qualification.

The Visual Communication Paper is coming along fine and I may get a quick Photography paper which is a week long paper. But before that I may be going a week or two in driven tour of NZ interiors.

Birthdays niether thrill me nor sadden me. Because I have left the centre stage for my niece whos born on the same day as me.

Korean film

I saw a Korean film. Its a black comedy about a bank employee becoming a wrestler. It was extremely funny. The AUT has some award winning films on the show in their auditorioms. The colors captured in the film were mindblowing. The VIZ COM paper is going well giving me a feel about Adobe Photoshop CS. My mind is cluttered with a million distractions and the options are driving me bonkers.

Visual Communication

The Visual Communication course is rocking and i’m rolling. Am learning Photoshop essentially and Paul Brakfield is a good professor. So everything is fine. Moved out of Justins and planning to go camping with the other Justin after a week or so. So life is not really bad. Mom is fine and the window is missing. Love

Saturday
I’m planning to go the beach with Justin. If he calls. Its pretty hot here and I spend a lot of time in a new book store looking at photography books and reading superman comics. I’m yet to meet chagas and muffy. I have no idea where Mo, Sid and my pakistani brother Mashood ul haq is. Everything else is fine. I still miss the window. Mom seems very fine.

Summers Beautiful
I have had a short haircut. First time in my life. The summer is hot and the sun is too direct and indiscreet. Have been catching up with friends and about to start my Visual Communication paper at Auckland University of Technology. am in touch with mom. Have had roaming passes and moving back to Papatoetoe which is a beautiful suburb of Auckland. My favourite one as I first landed in Papatoetoe. Justins house got a much needed fan last night and its his birthday on 4th. Have lots of lunch and dinner invitations on Sunday.

Sunny Days

The last two days have been busy as hell and very sunny. The summer is here and the Santa Claus’ are hanging from all major stores in Auckland. Life is fun.

LOLESHIS at Manurewa

Mom had said that I must keep in touch with the Loleshi family and I feel more of that myself. My life is getting fuller and fuller everyday. Yesterday when I spoke to Mom I was relieved that she is fine. Thus today I had a full nights sleep and headed for the Loleshi residence. Trains have become much better in Auckland and i took a full days pass. It was great.
Had a quick veg currie with rice – alu mutter and works. Took the pass and went to Loleshis after having coffee with a Samoan granny who was telling me about Samoa. Manurewa is still beautiful as are the tenants. It was a sensational walk from Homai as I stood in front of the L residence and knocked.
Wow. The book worm was as pleased to see me as I was. The hollywood muscleman was next as we exchanges hugs. Sesa was still smiling from last time and Bronson didn’t know me yet. But it was great. Sensational.
I met Ronnie the dad and he is still the great gentleman as usual in his coke van. It was so fulfilling to see the family I had come back for.

Met Raman my last landlord and his wife. They were great to me as had a grab to bite. She’s a great cook. They were very nice to me as I told everyone Mom was fine.

Went to west Auckland on train as I encountered a mad lady at the platform. But the west is awesome green. Just came back had some lamb currie and am mighty satisfied.

Thanks Sweety Arun and Sandeep for calling Mom.

Life is goodA lot of services in this country are absolutely free and the Polynesian sound of town Otara, which looks dangerous to a lot of people is friendly. I relax around books so I’m at the library planning to meet a lot of people through a bus pass today have to catch up with the 2 Justins. Visit College. Apply for a library job. Its all happening. The social scene is still very friendly and life is as it always was cool and slow and full of million simple pleasures staring at your face waiting for you to call out their names.

Went to Manaku Institute of technology for a communications course

Good days Bad Days
Myers Park is a dangerous park at night and Justin’s girlfreind walked through it at night and they had a fight. The next day was cloudy and disastouros and I stayed home since it was a Saturday. Went to church on Sunday with Daniel and met my Singaporean well-wishers. Had lunch there . It was a great clear day. And came home where J and Girl Friend were supposed to do photography but actually painting themselves. I did not want another brown on me so went to Borders book store and read Everything Changes. An amazing book about life. I was still down because I had not got through to Mom last night but suddenly got through and talked for 42 minutes and am very happy. I’m allright and pretty cool and looking good too today. Love

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Auckland VS Bombay
It took me just 4 hours to be happy. Once I came out of the Airport. Thanks to my three superman friends Daniel, Justin & Justin. Daniel picked me up from theAirport. His wife was so hospitable and super nice. Dan gave me a haircut and dropped to Downtown at Justins apartment which is small but very classy. I could not sleep on the couch inspite of being a couch potato. I was worried about mom and still feel I haven’t done enough. Before retiring I and Justin went for a walk in the dark parks of auckland where there is some crime. It is as exciting as Aarey Milk Colony’s Panthers and Foxes. I told him about a bit of my life. The other Justin met at the Borders book store and we had sushi and iced tea and walked the harbour where a low sun was showing off dark clouds. My bank account is till $0 balance and free service.
I’m doing communication papers at Otago in summer. Went dancing to Margeritas after a long time. No. I dont pick women from call centre or pubs. Besides I still miss the window girl. But life is great again and libraries and million other priveledges are still free for me. I can still dance like a devil. The sea gulls are still as beautiful and the falafals and sussy and iced tea and bana milk shake is still great. Mission bay is an exotic beach in the night. I’m really happy. If you can call and tell mom that.

The change over without her

The first four hours
The first hours at Auckland were horrible. The airport has changed not just the look but the way they relate to visitors. The obvious reason for this is the bomb scare in Australia. All people traveling alone: blacks, whites, browns and oriental people were asked the purpose of their visit. The lady was very sweet to me and gave me a Maori hug after 10 seconds which is all it took me to prove that I wasn’t a suspect.
All my life I have asked people not to drop me or pick me from or to airports because I look at myself as a tough cowboy riding into the sunset. But I felt a little lonely now that I have broken off with Emma. And all my friends were at work and my account had little money left because a lot of service charges around $180 have been chopped. But honestly I have a credit card and enough to survive for 3 weeks.
I was probably tired and had not slept enough. Got through to Daniel, my Singaporean friend and he picked me up at 5 pm. I went through a lot of questions because of my mom’s tears whether I had done the ight thing deserting her.
But once Daniel came everything was perfect. I relaxed. I spoke to him. I had some chicken and fish. Called Mom. And called Justin Mc Kelvie. I have a few good friends in NZ: Allwyn, Rathods, Muffy, Mo, Chagas, Justin GI Joe, Hepa, Mashood and a lot others like Murali and Rao. Allwyn was on his way to pick me too. Because suddenly I got through to a few friends. I was meaning to call GI but it was 11.30 pm before I knew it. Justin offered me free accommodation like the other Justin and Jignesh had 2 years ago.
The news is I’m happy and fine. Mom had shaken me up inside but don’t tell her any of these. I’m at a library looking at the huge trees and the green grass and white flowers through the glass walls. I’m back to my ‘cocky’ self having rested a bit. At the library for $2 internet services to non government sites. It’s nice to back to an easy going country that is cooler in summer than Bombay is in winter. There is beauty around and my friends are there for me.

Malaysian Exit
The airport is buzzing with excitement as I’m getting used to flying coffins whose tails wag. Always take the middle row in the middle of the plane. Tails wag. I’m feeling great. Havent slept much and eaten loads. Its beautiful. The KL airport is buzziung with people. I’m loving it.

I am caught between two worlds. Mom is on my mind and sos the girl at the window but have met new perople th`ats the magic of travelliong it broadens your mind and if u r not careful your tummy two. The roadswere immaculaute but winding like snakes and it had rained. Malaysia has a simple soul.but there must be more than meets the eye.

Its fun to be travelling but the computer I’m using to write this, is stuttering like an indian train.

Reached Auckland

Well the four hours at the Auckland airport were dampening and boring bcoz my riends were at work and I could not cab it yet bcoz I had no accomodation. After that life picked up at 5 since Daniel my friend came to pick me and I’m at his house tonight and then 2 weeks free at Justin McKelvie who told me I can stay as long as I like. I’m more relaxed now. Ready to sleep.

BullShit philosophy
There’s a hassle with going all out on fun. I somehow feel guilty that I have more than others. Though not too much more I assure you. But there is a world out there and thus when I reach five stars or the high life i go simple. its an inert defence mechanism or a vague karma theory or just having a simple but fun childhood.
Last night i broke a lot of rules by crossing tracks and not buying luggage ticket as it was a mad rush to the airport and the train is the surest way of reaching. Though we did cut thru the panther land and called mom thrice as she reassured me that she was fine.
No but malaysia is really beautiful with old buildings that are ramnants of my Bangkok memories as i was inspired by the Iyers who were the first to go Singapore-Bangkok-Australia.
I sang some Rod Stewart, some Beatles in the bath tub and now i must sleep as the breakfast is getting the better of me and covering my senses.
There are few channels that i may surf or a few girlie mags (sucker for cosmos) I may read. if anyone can call my mom on 9322839758 and tell her I’m enjoying myself with limited precision in my James Bond blazer and a flirtatious attitude that fires my passion for living and lust for learning and travel. tell her I’m fine. In a limited sort of a way. She’s sure to misunderstand

Last Whiff of India
Thus we come to an end of one and a half years on writing and nothings. the only thing I have to show for my life in this country is that my mother is still alive. she would have been dead as I waited at her bedside when she had taken her sleeping pills, waiting for her to die or live. Those were the worst 5 hours of my life as I felt like a fish without water or oxygen.
My cousin did not take the 50 grand I saved for him for his operation post-kidney transplant. Showing how much he cared for me and making me feel petty. He’s fine. I have yet to do somethng for him.
My writing assignments went too well and paid me enoug in 6 mths to sustain 1 and a half years.
The walks in Aarey took a dramatic turn as we learned that the path we too around hundred times had packs of foxes and wolves and leopards that had attacked people many times coinciding the time we had our walks.
Lucky to be alive.
Well this is it.
all the cricket matches and swearing is over. all the small jaunts across the country are over. The little talks and walks are over too.
I must head home to a country well almost all but one love me. a country i call home. the greens, the mountans and moari songs. I’ll be home for christmas. as early as november

Malaysia Truly Asia
Malaysia is green, green, green, green, green, green, like an everlasting stream of dreams woven together by snakee roads and million memories that remind me of Malaysia. There is the Kerala-mountain-meets-spring meets-greens-meets-palms-meets-plantation look. A million row houses like a remote island stretched miles from each other in sets of colonies. A little bit of Dubai and mosques of million colors and temples from the Indus valley civilization.
I’m Loving IT after a multi-splendored breakfast at Hilton (now called Adelphi). Dan and may have come to my rescue and I have a place to hang my boots for a night and then of course accommodation is no problem
Mom was all tears as I balanced my carton and my knap sack and traveled luggage compartment to Goregaon and through Aarey of Panther and Foxes fame. Everything was a piece of cake. Thanks to maa’s blessings. No queues anywhere. Cute airhostesses and smooth flight except Bay of Bengal that is turbulent as hell. I had a fruit ball and three Parathas with statutory Tomato juice and Tabasco (called Virgin Mary: God Bless).
We landed in Malaysia and found that Malays are the friendliest people on Earth. I set by the poolside after a humongous breakfast. The hot bathtub has stirred my senses and I’m more relaxed than ever before. The vagabond hits the road again. As I still remember the face at the window and everything else is wiped of.
Life is beautiful but am still guilty of enjoying it all out. I want to save some fun for tomorrow. The Malaysian airport is grand and who knows I may do a stint here on technical writing.
It was sweet of my best friends to come to the airport and I’m safe in the knowledge that my brother is doing a better job than I would. Mom is safe. And the wanderer breaks loose

short hair in Auckland

Rock and Roll

The Visual Communication course is rocking and i’m rolling. Am learning Photoshop essentially and Paul Brakfield is a good professor. So everything is fine. Moved out of Justins and planning to go camping with the other Justin after a week or so. So life is not really bad. Mom is fine and the window is missing. Love

What makes Nikki Cute

What makes Nikki cute is the pictures she takes. She is a lovely person as her pictures might suggest.
Hare Krsna was awesome on Sunday as a big Jugannath temple was pulled by the Krishna devotees on the queen street. Take a look at the pictures.
what followed of course was free vegetarian meal that brought a lot of pleasure to my senses. I skipped the sweets and stuck to the currie and rice.

Shoes robbed, place changed, course started and generally having a great time.

Religion is created to reshuffle people who are arranged according to their race, nationality and preferences. Religion shakes all that. Indians becoming christians. Christians becoming buddhists and buddhists becoming muslims. Its all happening. On Sunday, I went to the church where I had prayed for my moms welfare and thanked people profusely.

I started living in a swanky house in Papatoetoe but my Woodlands got robbed because the owner Mr. KrishnaMurthy has a pain wife who keeps shoes outside the house. She’s a control freak and a bit of a psycho’. I stayed there for two nights the room was great but now have moved to the city living my umpteenth teenage dream of living in a hostel.

The course is great and auckland weather changing every ten minutes. It was great fun to be at Justin but moving in my own place means more freedom and no Jenny. Justins girlfriend.

I bought a damn good shoe and am happy lost my old pair though it was worth $120. I spend sometime at borders reading Everything Changes. Its a good book.

Just in case, you wanna see the slide show of hare Krsna movement. It is here.

The Slide Show