"All language is but a poor translation."
Franz Kafka

Thursday, June 17, 2010

it feels great to be working. to be earning my own living. it actually breathes live into my being. 
money buys happiness? no. never and i've learnt that early enough to be thankful today for everything i have got and everything i have not. but financial stability is undoubtedly a core component of independence and personal security: cause even though money don't by happiness it buys a whole lot of other things that we need and want.

soooo, what i am trying to say is working full time has kept me from blogging and TRUST me, every day i am guilt-ridden. waking up at 5 AM is painfully tiring and getting home at 6 PM is even more so. not complaining. and not much of an excuse, but it's what i can muster up right now.

this week was the first week at work but also had the birthdays of two special, for a lack of a better term, people : my baby brother Maaran, who is apparently no longer a baby and the sister Gobi's birthday as well... she's still growing and the kid is 20. injustice. 

any other year, the week of their birthdays would be a complete riot but this year it was humble and mellow. since the passing of our grandfather a couple of years back, the month of June hasn't been it's lively self. this is not to say that we don't have our fun... AU CONTRAIRE MES AMIS! the Kathiresus are self made nut-jobs and we are completely and proudly aware of it. on lookers think we're strange and we know we're happy. we've seen a lot over the years and the resilience we've built against negativity is gaining in strength. 

not much of a post, but i promise to be back... and more grand prix pictures are coming seeing as Maaran and I went back on the last day!

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