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March 18, 2003 Tuesday

Lunch with Aggy at Hooraiya

After our conversation at Milestone's, the air was cleared for us to resume our friendship, this time with a broader understanding of its dynamics. It's now safe to get together and talk - thus lunch at Hooraiya, a Japanese restaurant across the street.

Aggy is one of the few people I can be comfortable with...spending time with her is like wearing an old shoe. I think it's her uncanny ability to put up with people's rant that makes her a "friend of all" - being an ear to the likes of me who think nothing but I, me and mine. I bet there's an unheard voice inside her that's screaming..."What about me?" Not sure, but I think our friendship is genuine...I'm not just being allowed to rant as she places her well-timed nod in between my monologue (hardly a dialogue with me ranting about me). She's good for me and I try to reciprocate...with truffles and affection. As I believe hers is for real, mine is too. The friendship is very much in a state of evolution. Like water settling to its own level, it will eventually find its own.

Yoga and the Monkey Mind

There was too much going on inside my head I couldn't focus on yoga. The body was all for it but I couldn't get my mind off the nasty email exchanges I had been having. This underscores the fact that with unpleasantries there's no winner...only victims who become entangled in the wild imaginings of their fertile minds. Notwithstanding, I was the last one to wake up again after the session. Yoga is good...even when the mental landscape is not.

Tears of the Sun - the movie

If not for the good reviews, I wouldn't have bothered. In hindsight, I really shouldn't have bothered. It is a vain attempt to put sentimentality in a war movie. The movie tried too hard to produce that effect and it was straining under the weight of all that misplaced effort. Heroism arising in a crisis of conscience is a universally understood platform. The concept is viable but the execution falls far below its intended promise.

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