Lmao! I defintely do not mind some on me for as long as they are smeared there by someone else snogging me.
Hooded parka or an umbrella (in the rain)?
'Child abusing buddha!' Lmao! Thank you for making me laugh till my sides hurt.
Emotionally distant
Amen! More caffeine. More caffeine!
A house is a place where a bloke goes to at the end of the day to water his plants, wash his clothes, stare at the digital clock on the microwave while nuking his grub, and hugs a coffee mug several times before falling asleep with a philosopher/poet/some random author on his face.
A home is a place where a father/husband/son/brother-mother/wife/daughter find unconditional love, abundant acceptance, unlimited forgiveness and lasting laughter- the kind that starts somewhere deep within and gushes out.
Oh, he definitely will get a home-cooked meal and a long hug from a beautiful woman (with a mug of coffee in her hands). Oh God! Heaven!
OYE! Rani! In case you haven't noticed! We are all more than interested in you. Sheesh! Smart dumb people are a pain.
Would you rather get wet in the rain and run the risk of a cold or sit in the house and watch others play in the rain?
I hope to learn 1000 popular Arabic words by the end of the year. After that I am going to pester Ninja to teach me conversational Arabic. Lol! I want to learn how to pray in Arabic. It is such a beautiful language.
My hero is here
Person above me, if you are not feisty, then the Pope is not Catholic. Lol! Except the terrible part? Hmm…awright we can pick this back up after Ramadhan is done. I have some deeply philosophical musings on the subject.
FAT: Feisty and terrible Lmao! Yup, fits you fine, person above me.
Lol! I love the *Cough Cough* but I am relieved that I am no ordinary Buddha Lmao! I am the special Buddha! Trying to think of a name…
Kavita ji, if I thought I was beautiful, I would have become a hair-stylist. Lmao! No, I do not think I am beautiful. I am blessed. I live the life of my dreams wide awake. God has brought better people in to my life and they all help make me a better man. I am unconditionally loved by exceptional individuals who could have chosen to bestow their affections on a much better person, but chose me instead. I am grateful.
See, the problem with thinking one is beautiful or handsome is that it is most often in comparison to another. Or, we restrict beauty to specific body parts: My face…my nose…my eyes…my hair…my ass…and so on. I believe our Father in Heaven is not in the business of making junk. 'Practice makes perfect' may apply to Homo Sapiens but absolutely not to God. With God, 'Perfect makes perfect.'
The Scriptures say, that '…we were fearfully and wonderfully made…' and I believe them. I look exactly as my Father in Heaven made me (except for my nose ever since I broke it several times playing Soccer, or my ankle that I broke in a biking accident, or my left shoulder that I severely injured in a fall from a tree, or my right thumb that I broke more than once…they all look slightly different from the way they were made).
Another thing I have learnt is that one man's definition of beauty is another man's reason for nightmares. My uncle was not an attractive man, and my aunt was so beautiful you would feel like sneaking up behind her to see where she hid her wings. My aunt adored my uncle. She was truly and deeply in love with him. I remember once asking her, 'What do you see in Uncle? He looks like a Gorilla?' She smiled and said, 'Honey, I wish I could lend you my eyes.'
The Bible says God would rather die than live without me (Gospel of John 3.16). I do not need another compliment or any other sort of assurance. I matter to Him who is from everlasting to everlasting and for no act of mine. That is what matters most in my life.
Oh, Kavita, you are beautiful. Your Father in Heaven sure thinks so. If you have doubts, feel free to pick an argument with Him, but be warned, He never loses an argument.
When a woman 'feels' ugly, then it changes the way she looks, thinks and acts. Not permanently but at least for a while, unless she believes a lie more than she knows the truth- that she is beautiful. There are also exceptions to the rule. But, you, gorgeous, should not be worried. Not even the least. If your words and feelings are any indication, my heart tells me that you are one of the most beautiful people my eyes may have never seen. Smile! You add a little more warmth and a lot more light to the world around you. You most certainly do, to mine.
I am special Maybe not special enough for you but for most people. Remember, I am keeping my end of the bargain for Ramadhan. We can always 'amend' the rules Lmao!
Oye! Tiny but terrible person above me. Where have you been? Where is Ninja? How long is Ramadhan? I miss being insulted. Lol!
It was a pleasure to spend a few uninterrupted moments with you my friend and kindred gastronaut. You enrich my life and I am deeply grateful. Have a wonderful day. Ciao!
French Onion soup with egg whites and a canopy of mozzarella?
I agree with you said about good parents, person above me. Two of God's greatest blessings in my life: a mother who prays like she breathes and a father who practices what he preaches.
A woman who sees herself and feels beautiful is the most beautiful woman in the world. Strange isn't it? When a woman feels ugly, her feelings change the way she looks, thinks, and acts. Sigh!
Wow! Well, Ness, you lived something I often dream about. I would love to own or even work in a boulangerie in Paris. I feel like there is something almost sacred in feeding people and doing the same thing over and over again with utmost care.
Would you rather own a day-care center or surf-shop?
None. I'm breaking in my new loafers. I am at a Starbucks. Just had a slice of Green Tea and Berry Cheese cake, and washed it down with a San Pellegrino.
Do you 'dress' to go do your groceries?
Yes. Watch out whenever you set fire to bamboo. Dang things crackle and pop and make embers dance around like fire-flies with a vendetta. I was trying to impress my boss, her husband and her sister (she was so beautiful). Lol, seriously I was really trying to impress my boss.