Ramble,ramble,ramble

As I know, I'm not being read. So, I'm just going to talk to myself. Being me was exhilarating today. Just ran away from home to sit around and soak up the sun as Sheryl says. The world can seem so much more beautiful when the sunlight is straining through your eyelashes & reflecting on your tears & showing you rainbows.
Today's Diwali, the festival of lights supposedly. All I can see from the bay windows is smoke. It's supposed to be peaceful but all I can hear is a miniature bombing of Delhi. I can't say I don't like all the twinkling lights. But wasting a couple of lakhs just to hear & watch the moolah burn.......... not my idea of a celebration. Plus, being the hippie that I am, I hate the pollution & what the noise does to animals. My deceased pet cat didn't seem really affected but that's because he was sleeping peacefully in his grave by 31st October.

 I just had a dream. I had cats called Sushi & Jinkies(yes, like Velma). I hope for a pet again but bringing one into this dysfunctional family of ours is nothing short of animal cruelty. I have a knack for naming pets.Squeaky the bat, Marmalade the orange tabby & Pharaoh, my first & last pet cat (for now), were all my creations. I even helped a friend name his sister-in-law's dog Google. I said Yahoo, he said Google & voila! That's what you call a brainstorming session. Animals are like therapy for me. It just feels good to think that something needs you to take care of it.They're my solace in a mad, mad world. Even though I'm a hardcore non-vegetarian, I can't stand animal cruelty. I care for animals more than human beings. I believe whipping a horse is a bigger sin than murdering a human. Love is all I need, & these creatures are the only ones who give it to me unconditionally. I hope to do something for them someday, when I have enough money. Build an animal shelter or something.
My hair's in a mess, it's got twigs & leaves in it. You have to reach for unfathomable places to keep diyas. My Dad's screaming at me because I dropped some oil & I had supposedly 'accused' him of it earlier. It's beautiful though, the diyas,  the darkness almost goes away, but not quite. That's what's great about Diwali. If you really think about it, the light's only temporary, the larger effect is that you're contributing to the darkness. Pollution & smoke are only going to contribute to a faster end of the world. So Indians doing the crackers this year or having done it earlier, thank you for the apocalypse. It's a little far-fetched but it's true. We are going to die of Global warming & you're just helping the dude up there have his way.
My brother's singing, as usual. And I'm trying to stick onto this laptop a little longer so that I don't have to 'bond' with the family. Now, this is sounding like a whiney diary entry by a hormone-attacked teenager. Maybe, it is!
C'est La Vie
(P.S. Saw Julie & Julia today. Marvellous piece of work. Thinking of trying my hand at cooking. Jack of all trades needs absolutely ALL trades under her belt.)