'And what are those thoughts?' You may ask. This very unpredictable life was created through desire... Desire to live every moment of my day to the fullest possibility of sharing love and joy, scraping beneath the ground at one time and flying above the highest peaks at another. Don't forget that the mind and the body are very much connected. You cannot have a healthy body when your mind is tormented. Then we sit and wonder why so many diseases?! Not at ease... dis-ease.
Where do these illnesses... pop up from?
Well, what do we expect? We are not at ease in this modern society of so much technology that makes the mind boggled and the spirit confused. Moving so fast in a way that the simple yet complex brain cannot cope with the old ways we were taught and the modern ways the world is directing us to behave. It is almost as though we have created demons to help destroy ourselves. Clones? Wow! Imagine having another one of 'you' walking around the room? It's not that wonderful now... Is it? the idea could be appealing as a start... Perhaps. But, the actual fact of it... Believe me... Perhaps not! Someone facing you, just like you in every way. Don't think I could personally cope with another Haldita!
Where do these illnesses... pop up from?
Well, what do we expect? We are not at ease in this modern society of so much technology that makes the mind boggled and the spirit confused. Moving so fast in a way that the simple yet complex brain cannot cope with the old ways we were taught and the modern ways the world is directing us to behave. It is almost as though we have created demons to help destroy ourselves. Clones? Wow! Imagine having another one of 'you' walking around the room? It's not that wonderful now... Is it? the idea could be appealing as a start... Perhaps. But, the actual fact of it... Believe me... Perhaps not! Someone facing you, just like you in every way. Don't think I could personally cope with another Haldita!
Now where did life take me in the last few days...
"Is it 7 pm already? Damn, I'm supposed to be at the restaurant at 7! What's new?" I said to my wonderful help and friend Sumitra, as I was limping around my bedroom with one leg of the tights up, the other about to be pulled up, fitting my feet one by one into the black, wedge shoes. 'Bling' the flashlight of my blackberry on the bedside table is shining. Oh oh... Is it Heidi texting... 'Where are you? We're hungry?' I should text back to tell them to go ahead and eat. I had a late lunch with my heartthrob son at our usual sushi place.
Nope. It was Heidi indeed to say they were stuck in traffic and running late. Oooofff! Quel relief.
No car tonight. I am out with the girls. Heidi and Anna were at the Dahesa tapas restaurant; buzzing, dingy and popular, off Carnaby Street; a pedestrianised shopping street, close to Soho, popular for followers of both the Mod and hippie styles with various underground music bars of the swinging sixties, now turned into yet another 'trendy' area of London.
"Oops! Am I late again?" I said as we kissed each other's cheeks with a 'so happy to see you' warm hug. "How's Berto and married life?" I turned to Heidi first.
"Oh... It's great. I have married a good man. We are both busy with work. I need a holiday." Heidi answered.
"What? Holiday again?" I was a good one to talk!
"But I have been to six weddings around the world this year and I had to miss two already! One of those was in Australia. Not to mention a few birthdays." Heidi definitely deserved a holiday.
Isn't it amazing how we each live such versatile lifestyles? Here, there and everywhere!
"And how are you, Darling?" I now turned to Dahesa. "How is commuting to and fro to Italy to meet your man?"
"Ah ... It's not easy Haldita. I spend one weekend in London and the other in Italy to see him. But he makes me happy and I am thinking of leaving my high-powered job in London and moving to his small town." Anna said with a content look on her face.
"That's wonderful my love. Girl... You made it here, you can make it anywhere. Besides as you agree, there are so many opportunities to create a new idea with so much less competition than in a big city. Oh... I am not worried for you one bit. It'll be great." I was so happy for Anna.
"Yes. I shall have enough to go and make a fresh start and if things don't work out, I can always come back here." Anna is so wise and so unaffected by the razmataz of the city's high life. She is following her heart... That is priceless.
"I am so happy for both of you. Finding that man who makes you excited and happy is not easy. Mind you, it is harder in my position. I've been through the marriage, kids, and work; been there, and done that. Have met enough men to know in one or two meetings... Nope, not for me... and yet, you are definitely invited to my next wedding. I always have hope." And I do.
As the waitress kept pressing us to leave the table for the next round of customers, we left.
"Shall we go somewhere for a last drink?" Anna suggested.
"Sure, Let's go to The 100 Club." Of course, I had further plans to follow early dinner. Arrangements had been made with Meralda; an old friend I had not seen in a couple of years who was coming to town that evening with her partner; Eric, an old rocker... And no, he was not Eric Clapton, but could have been and by old rocker I meant it as the expression goes.
"Haldita, I love this about you. Of course, I know the 100 Club, haven't been there in 6 years. One never knows where you are gonna end up; always full of surprises! From Annabels to Brixton." Anna was so totally right.
We met Meralda at the stairs, going down to the stuffy and hot basement.
"So good to see you, Darling."We hugged as I introduced the girls.
"Come and meet Eric." Said Meralda in excitement. "He is very sweet to me. He is a good man."
It was so heart-warming to be amongst three close friends who, in a world where happy relationships seem so hard to come by, were all content with their lives.
(Am I writing a book or what?
I was just getting warm... But it's 3.30 am and I have to get up earlyish to go to Heathrow airport to pick up my brother Soltan and his lovely lady coming to visit.)
Soooooo much more to share just in the past two days!
That evening something special happened. After Heidi and Anna left, two gentlemen friends of Eric arrived. Marco... medium height, curly-haired with a warm and friendly way about him, offered me a drink. I left for the toilets and went by the stage to watch closely, the live band with a member of the Sex Pistols! Goodness, Sex Pistols... So many years ago. Cool. They are here... I am here!
When the show was over, Marco suggested we join him with a group of new friends he seemed to have just made the acquaintance of at the club, to go to his usual hang-out at the Soho Club.
We all followed Marco to the rooftop, the smoking area of the private bar. Everyone settled with a drink and got chatting under the cloudy sky, sheltered by a large umbrella, enough to cover most of our banquette seating and table. There was certainly chemistry between Marco and me. We just hit it off talking about absolutely everything. Almost oblivious to the fact that everyone around us had left one by one. Goodness, what were we saying? Hours must have passed as I suddenly noticed feeling a sense of wetness under my skirt!
"Oops! What the hell is that?" I exclaimed as I touched the cushioned seat under my skirt.
"Oops! Am I late again?" I said as we kissed each other's cheeks with a 'so happy to see you' warm hug. "How's Berto and married life?" I turned to Heidi first.
"Oh... It's great. I have married a good man. We are both busy with work. I need a holiday." Heidi answered.
"What? Holiday again?" I was a good one to talk!
"But I have been to six weddings around the world this year and I had to miss two already! One of those was in Australia. Not to mention a few birthdays." Heidi definitely deserved a holiday.
Isn't it amazing how we each live such versatile lifestyles? Here, there and everywhere!
"And how are you, Darling?" I now turned to Dahesa. "How is commuting to and fro to Italy to meet your man?"
"Ah ... It's not easy Haldita. I spend one weekend in London and the other in Italy to see him. But he makes me happy and I am thinking of leaving my high-powered job in London and moving to his small town." Anna said with a content look on her face.
"That's wonderful my love. Girl... You made it here, you can make it anywhere. Besides as you agree, there are so many opportunities to create a new idea with so much less competition than in a big city. Oh... I am not worried for you one bit. It'll be great." I was so happy for Anna.
"Yes. I shall have enough to go and make a fresh start and if things don't work out, I can always come back here." Anna is so wise and so unaffected by the razmataz of the city's high life. She is following her heart... That is priceless.
"I am so happy for both of you. Finding that man who makes you excited and happy is not easy. Mind you, it is harder in my position. I've been through the marriage, kids, and work; been there, and done that. Have met enough men to know in one or two meetings... Nope, not for me... and yet, you are definitely invited to my next wedding. I always have hope." And I do.
As the waitress kept pressing us to leave the table for the next round of customers, we left.
"Shall we go somewhere for a last drink?" Anna suggested.
"Sure, Let's go to The 100 Club." Of course, I had further plans to follow early dinner. Arrangements had been made with Meralda; an old friend I had not seen in a couple of years who was coming to town that evening with her partner; Eric, an old rocker... And no, he was not Eric Clapton, but could have been and by old rocker I meant it as the expression goes.
"Haldita, I love this about you. Of course, I know the 100 Club, haven't been there in 6 years. One never knows where you are gonna end up; always full of surprises! From Annabels to Brixton." Anna was so totally right.
We met Meralda at the stairs, going down to the stuffy and hot basement.
"So good to see you, Darling."We hugged as I introduced the girls.
"Come and meet Eric." Said Meralda in excitement. "He is very sweet to me. He is a good man."
It was so heart-warming to be amongst three close friends who, in a world where happy relationships seem so hard to come by, were all content with their lives.
(Am I writing a book or what?
I was just getting warm... But it's 3.30 am and I have to get up earlyish to go to Heathrow airport to pick up my brother Soltan and his lovely lady coming to visit.)
Soooooo much more to share just in the past two days!
That evening something special happened. After Heidi and Anna left, two gentlemen friends of Eric arrived. Marco... medium height, curly-haired with a warm and friendly way about him, offered me a drink. I left for the toilets and went by the stage to watch closely, the live band with a member of the Sex Pistols! Goodness, Sex Pistols... So many years ago. Cool. They are here... I am here!
When the show was over, Marco suggested we join him with a group of new friends he seemed to have just made the acquaintance of at the club, to go to his usual hang-out at the Soho Club.
We all followed Marco to the rooftop, the smoking area of the private bar. Everyone settled with a drink and got chatting under the cloudy sky, sheltered by a large umbrella, enough to cover most of our banquette seating and table. There was certainly chemistry between Marco and me. We just hit it off talking about absolutely everything. Almost oblivious to the fact that everyone around us had left one by one. Goodness, what were we saying? Hours must have passed as I suddenly noticed feeling a sense of wetness under my skirt!
"Oops! What the hell is that?" I exclaimed as I touched the cushioned seat under my skirt.
"Oh my God, it's all wet... And my bag behind me is all wet! And the bottom of my coat is wet."
After the pouring rain, everyone had left apart from the waiter who occasionally passed by to take away the empty glasses and I was so entangled in conversation with Marco that the heavy drops of rain had not existed.
"Shall we go downstairs," Marco well suggested.
And we did. We sat at the bar on the first floor and continued talking and getting slightly more intimate as the evening progressed and the morning began. We kept asking each other... Did we just meet tonight?
After all, we shared the same Chinese horoscope sign!
It was special meeting a like-minded, warm and friendly man.
We were asked by the manager to leave for their early morning closure of the club. As we closed the door behind us, standing in the shower of rain from the heavens above, Elga appeared from a corner. She seemed to do the rounds in Soho at night and was pleased to see Marco's face. She came forward to greet us both with a 'hello' kiss. She was sweet and would only ask for help with money for some food and shelter which she probably doesn't always get to, but that's fine. Now Marco was a true gentleman, he asked Elga to help protect me from the pouring rain with a share of her umbrella. Elga and I walked hand in hand as he got all wet under the rain.
So much still to tell... I have actually just come back... Well, about four hours ago... from a very inspiring Charity event organised by two very promising young men to help awareness of Aids, educate children in parts of Africa and Brazil and help women with a shelter to make handicrafts to sell and make a living to survive. The invite to this meaningful event was from my darling Lola. God Bless You and Everyone around You. Thank you.
I shall get back to that story... Promise I will plus my morning visit to the Geographical Society run by KCWC. Women are taking over I tell you.
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After the pouring rain, everyone had left apart from the waiter who occasionally passed by to take away the empty glasses and I was so entangled in conversation with Marco that the heavy drops of rain had not existed.
"Shall we go downstairs," Marco well suggested.
And we did. We sat at the bar on the first floor and continued talking and getting slightly more intimate as the evening progressed and the morning began. We kept asking each other... Did we just meet tonight?
After all, we shared the same Chinese horoscope sign!
It was special meeting a like-minded, warm and friendly man.
We were asked by the manager to leave for their early morning closure of the club. As we closed the door behind us, standing in the shower of rain from the heavens above, Elga appeared from a corner. She seemed to do the rounds in Soho at night and was pleased to see Marco's face. She came forward to greet us both with a 'hello' kiss. She was sweet and would only ask for help with money for some food and shelter which she probably doesn't always get to, but that's fine. Now Marco was a true gentleman, he asked Elga to help protect me from the pouring rain with a share of her umbrella. Elga and I walked hand in hand as he got all wet under the rain.
So much still to tell... I have actually just come back... Well, about four hours ago... from a very inspiring Charity event organised by two very promising young men to help awareness of Aids, educate children in parts of Africa and Brazil and help women with a shelter to make handicrafts to sell and make a living to survive. The invite to this meaningful event was from my darling Lola. God Bless You and Everyone around You. Thank you.
I shall get back to that story... Promise I will plus my morning visit to the Geographical Society run by KCWC. Women are taking over I tell you.
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