Woke up at 5 as usual but got up around 6:30 and checked the mails.
then saw Es blog . saw about their concern about tickets, and about anonymous call for alcohol.
So sent her skype txt msg about Foreigner quota in Railways.,,,, did not look like she appreciated that much. Well nothing new, same as before, some people think like that. And I need to stop giving out free help and control myself. Why do I concern myself with the problems of others, if they choose to go on a certain path, its the decision that they made. And as much as I face the consequences of my decisions, they should too.
Why should I still feel concerned about the life and the holes other people are digging themselves into. Especially since they donèt seem to care about me!!.. why am I been the caring fool who ends up getting insulted for caring about people.
Why do I forget the past.... is it cause I tend to forgive and forget the past easily and move on like a child,, or better word foolish child and behave like nothing bad happened in the past and move ahead happily!?
But again its giving me more peaceful time and happy state of mind, .. as I summarized a few days ago
A clear conscious , forgiving and not holding any grudges helps me move ahead with a sense of happiness and innocence of a child. ..... it feels liberating and sweet to be able to smile with my heart.
Well I think like a child with its innocence, even i will just let the bad moment pass. And then bounce back with happiness and spread the happiness and joy around. As its all these moments of happiness that counts more than the few pot holes.....or puddles.Anyways, was more concerned about the anonymous call for alcohol. Not sure if she realises this, but there are chances that it could be en-trapment by some official trying to get a promotion or bonous or wanting to get paid or what ever..
Hopefully she has not forgotten the stories of her parents during communistic era. And will be careful and cautious.
10 mins in the hands of the Indian police, her friends,, mihir or who ever,, will not only blame her for the alcohol, and will be very willing to say she is even planning on attacking the indian leaders and that she is taliban and pakistan ISI and came here on secret mission to attack .....
good god, the things I have seen, growing up and living in the Government quarters, just besides the Police station in Hyderabad. The late night cries from the torture, some people went thru at the hands of the police (well most were hardened criminals) ..... Not to forget all the planning secession that dad as the anti-curruption Government official person and his colleagues had trying to catch currupt officials.
Well long day ahead, off to Phily downtown on the train.. cheers and lets see what is store there. Just taking the iPhone for pics,, don't have to take the huge camera anymore.. but don't get good pics,, but hey, thats a choice we need to make.
convenience of washer dryer in the apt,, heheehe,, lap of luxury.
Just wondering about the suggestion form Ajit about making a trip to India during July Aug for setting up the offshore testing team for CTI in india..... lets see what I can come up with?
Nothing like a paid trip to Bangalore or Calcutta... cheers :))) think of the good times, and possible good things ahead,, dreams and wonderful dreams are all that I have that gives me the positive state of mind..... hope generated from the positive dreams. If one crumbles, another is always there ready to send me into a state of happiness.. After all what is happiness , A STATE OF MIND.
The means of achieving it might be different for different people. Mine I think is the best and the cheapest,, I can just use my powerful dream machine,, ,,,:)) my Beautiful MIND...cheers to another beautiful day of action.
Around 11 check for the ticket rates to Downtown philly. The station besides my apt does not have a ticket office. And buying ticket on the train costs about 2 dollars more. So decided to walk to the next station about 2 miles. Came across a duck family , mom, dad and few baby ducks. The parents seem too protective, ready to attack.
Walked all the way thru the scenic route. was reminded of Zion canyon.
Reached North wales station and found out that the ticket office was closed. On the train I ask for a Independence pass, unlimited travel for the day. $10, after about 1 hr of travel, reach 30th Market st and form there transfer to R1 line towards airport. 30 mins.
Only latter did I realise that each terminal has its own station. A,B,C, D, E.
So I am all set for my train travel to the Airport on Wednesday evening. did not want be lost when travelling with luggage.
Then return back to home about 5 pm, change a bit and was back at the Pennbrook station by my house for the 5:52pm train to down town, This time I was going there for sight seeing.
Get off at Market street, near to the 11th street and the Amtrak Central station. Huge !. walk eastwards on market street. getting to see lot of the heritage buildings and museums about the Independence of American history. Did not stop to get in, maybe have to make another trip early morning another day.
Reach Penns landing, wow what a view. breath taking in its own right. with the huge suspension bridge and the battle ship on the other end. Historic site on the Delaware River.
Latter towards 8pm go and have a chicken burger at the Burger king, did not look that good in terms of cleanliness, the Mc Donalds was too crowded and had a huge line up.
9pm reach back to Brasils with hope of getting a bit of salsa, the last train back to Pennbrook was at 11:20 that means I have to be out by 10:45pm.... so just go and join up for the beginner classes, $10 entry. But they donèt seem start till 9:45pm,,,,
Ended up having a Carona, a beer after a very long time. :)
well things start rolling and get to meet a few people who come there in-frequently, but it was a pleasant crowd, the girls seem to enjoy dancing with me. Just that they are not the frequent dancers was a put off as they could not tell me where else people go to dance here.
So after a few dances and a clumsy bachata with a Venenzula girl, Karla, who danced in a very different style, rather felt like she was trying to act that she was the master just because she is latin, like most latin people who want to show off, but do not really know to dance. Every time I tried to lead her into something different she froze up and lost the beat. Well so much for making claims of ones own great culture to foreigners :)... yea right!
Got off the club around 10:50 and it was a rush to reach the station. managed to reach by 11:15,,,, got on the train by 11:25 and home by 12:30am....
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