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source (google.com.pk)“Sharing your kindness sparks understanding all around. Then like fireflies in the night, twinkling love surrounds you.”
Amy Leigh Mercree
“Boy?"
"Yeah,partly."
"Boyfriend?" His heavy eyebrows drew together at that one.
I quickly assured him, "No."
"Ah.But you want him to be."
"Kinda."
"And he-blind, stupid, and probably nutty as a squirrel-doesn't feel the same way."
I smiled a little at the paternal outrage. "No.Maybe. I don't know. That's the problem. I...can't trust what I think I know anymore."
Dad didn't say anything for a few seconds, just rocked a little in his seat. Then, "You remember when you used to want me to take you to the museum every single Sunday?"
I smiled again. "You always wanted to look at the Dutch still-life paintings."
"What can I say? I like a good plate of food."
"I hated the ones with the dead rabbits."
"Not my favorites,either,hon. But you really loved that room with all the kooky stuff. The bicycle wheel stuck in a stool, the urinal."
"The Marcel Duchamp room. Wow. I haven't been in there in ages." I took a sip of the minestrone. It was perfect.
"Yeah,and that really famous painting. You know, the one you used to stand in front of for the longest time."
"Nude Descending a Staircase."
"That's the one.I never saw it, the nude. Or the staircase, either. I saw a bunch of brown shapes in a row. But you..You looked and looked, every time we were there, and made me read the title out loud. Then,one day, you grabbed my hand. I dunno,you were maybe six. Like this-" He placed his own palm glat in the air at waist level. "Tiny, but man, you had a grip on you. 'I see it, Daddy! I see the nude depending on the stairs!" He grinned. "Took you another few months to learn that nude didn't mean every person in a painting. You shocked the girdles off some old gals in the portrait rooms. God, you were a fantastic little thing."
I'd almost finished the soup. I still felt pretty hollow,but I was a lot warmer.
"Anyway, here's the point..." He reached up and tugged on on earlobe. His fingertips were purple. Pesto and beets on the menu,I guessed. "I had a a point...Oh,right. You,my fantastic little shrimp,knew what was in front of you. Maybe it wasn't obvious, but you hung in there until it all got clear in your mind and in front of your eyes."
He slapped both knees and stood up. "That was my point.But what do I know about it? I like pictures of peaches that look like peaches." He took the bowl and spoon from me. "okay?"
"Um..."
"I don't mean the soup,hon."
"I know."
"So." He picked up the tray and headed for the door. "You digest."
"You don't mean the soup."
"See?You know what you think you know."
He left chocolate biscotti for my dessert.
I heard the beep of the answering machine in the kitchen. Nonna always turns the volume down ("Like the voices of the dead,that awful box!"). Considering the fact that she is the only one who spends any real time in the house kitchen, messages can wait a long time to be answered.
"Ella," Dad cal;ed up to me. "Some boy named Alex left a message. You want I should erase it....?"
My phone thudded to the floor when I got tangled in the quilt trying to get out of bed headfirst.”
Melissa Jensen, The Fine Art of Truth or Dare
“I have just finished reading 'The Planner' by Tom Campbell. Its about James, a thoroughly decent but naive young city planner working for the London borough of Southwick. James, 32, has worked his way up the Southwick bureaucracy by dint of hard work, devotion to duty, and professional judgement. He has been responsible for a significant multi-purpose development and is an expert in how to survive lengthy meetings and local government practice. He has an intimate planning knowledge of London, its administrative districts, its zones and zoning regulations, its poverty rates, its demographic characteristics etc. But he knows almost nothing about the lifestyles of people who live there.
The book opens on a scene where James has a get together with a few of his old friends from university. One has become a rich lawyer, one has become an even richer banker and his ex-girlfriend has become a well-known media celebrity. His friends all seem to be living glamorous and successful lives. They confront him with how dull he is; how little he has made of himself since he left university. He is filled with dissatisfaction with himself and the safe but dull life he leads. He decides he needs to brighten his life up a bit and start living a life more like that of his friends. Meanwhile, he is offered a position of Assistant Director of Planning for Nottingham (probably the UK of Hamilton, Palmy or New Plymouth) and he has 3 months to decide. He has to choose between a promotion to a safe but dull job in Nottingham, or a more glamorous life in London.
He meets Felix, an advertising planner - one who designs advertising campaigns. Felix cares little about the buildings and connections of physical London, but is deeply knowledgeable about London society. He introduces James to a totally different London: London where the drug dealers live, London of high society, London of the rich and famous. He sets out to learn what he can about these aspects of London, hoping to earn the respect of his glamorous friends. In due course he begins to mix with developers whose aims are completely the opposite of his precious plan for Southwick
The book is a wonderful depiction of the contrasts between city as built environment and city as lived environment. It raises questions about the value of public sector planning versus private sector development. It is also a delightful sketch of the temptations for a young planner to stray from the worthy objectives of public sector planning to private sector development; will James be lured away from his job as a local authority planner sincerely concerned about social issues such as public housing and street design, or will he be seduced by Felix and the glamorous world of the developers?
Here's a lovely quote about a rumination of James as he crosses the wide open spaces of Canary Wharf, a part of London that was sold off by the state to private development:
'All of the people that James could see made a significant contribution to the wealth of the nation while making the world a worse place to live in. They worked in business services, and spent their lives helping international corporations to pay less tax, acquire commercial rivals, exploit monopoly positions, evade environmental regulations and skirt legal responsibilities. They were central to the functioning of the modern economy. Twenty thousand other people travelled in every day to make them coffee, serve them lunch and guard the buildings. It was, everyone had agreed, a tremendous success.'
It is well worth a read.”
Tom Campbell
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.”
Christine J. Collins, Life Quotes: 129 Greatest Thoughts About Life from Famous People
“You've got to take the good with the bad, smile with the sad, love what you've got, and remember what you had. Always forgive, but never forget. Learn from mistakes, but never regret.”
Christine J. Collins, Life Quotes: 129 Greatest Thoughts About Life from Famous People
“JLF 2015: Bringing a princess home When senior political journalist Anita Anand came across a photograph of a young Indian woman selling The Suffragette newspaper outside Hampton Court in England in 1913 her quest to find out who that woman was lead her to the life of the daughter of the last Sikh emperor Maharajah Duleep Singh. Abhishek Saha,Hindustan Times | 638 words The story of an Indian princess who spent her life fighting for the right of women to vote in England is not common place. Few years ago, when senior political journalist Anita Anand was on a maternity leave, she came across a photograph of a young Indian woman selling The Suffragette newspaper outside Hampton Court in England in 1913. Anand's quest to find out who that woman was lead her to the life of the daughter of the last Sikh emperor Maharajah Duleep Singh, Sophia Duleep Singh, who was, in Anand's words, at once 'a fashionista, a horsewoman, a photographer, a pain-in-the-neck of the establishment and a fighter for women's right to vote'. The British annexed Duleep Singh's kingdom in 1846, and separated the young boy king from his mother. They kept him for a few years under the care of a Scottish couple in Fateghar where he converted to Christanity before being sent for by Queen Victoria, who loved him immensely. Born in 1876, Sophia was the youngest daughter of Duleep Singh and his first wife, Bamba Muller. Queen Victoria herself was her godmother. So, how does this daughter of the exiled king find a purpose to fight for and dedicate a major part of her life doing that? Narrating this story, Anand kept the audience enthralled at the Mughal Tent in Diggi Palace on Friday afternoon. She was in conversation with writer and diplomat Navtej Sarna on her book 'Sophia: Princess, Suffragette, Revolutionary'. Anand said discussing the book at the JLF was like 'bringing the princess home'. Duleep Singh who had begun to lead a colourful life in London had a sudden realisation about his lost kingdom and wanted to win his land in India back. For the most part of his later life, in Navtej Sarna's words, Duleep Singh was 'a crazy rebel who went all around Europe trying to put up a resistance against the British rule in India.' He started gambling and drinking and went into debt abandoning his six children and wife. By the time Sophia was seventeen, she had lost both her parents and was overcome by extreme grief. Soon, she turned herself into a socialite, engaging herself with jewellery and becoming a hot pick for the gossip columns of magazines. It was then that she visited India twice with her sister Catherine in 1903 and 1907 and met freedom fighters Lala Lajpat Rai and Gopal Krishna Gokhale who influenced her and enthused her with thoughts about freedom from the British Raj. Sophia returned to England a changed woman and soon engaged herself with the Suffragette movement taking an active part in processions and protests. She even fought with the police during the famous Black Friday march in London on November 18, 2010. During the World War I she worked as a nurse and raised money for injured Indian soldiers, who were in for a shock as to how a princess herself was treating them. "Before her death, in 1948, she was asked to contribute to Who's Who her entry was brief. She wrote: ''The Advancement of Women,'' said Anand. Anand added, "I believe Sophia is someone who has given me my right to vote. I owe it to her." Was the Kohinoor gifted to the British? Maharaja Duleep Singh owned what was then the largest diamond in the world, the Kohinoor (now part of the Crown Jewels). When someone from the crowd asked the panelists whether it was gifted by Duleep Singh to the British or was it snatched away? "The Kohinoor was definitely not gifted to the British. How could a young boy who was so tormented at that time gift someone like this," said Anand. Sarna explained how the Kohinoor was acquired from the king's Toshakhana by the British and sent away by Lord Dalhousie to the”
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