Brown Motion

Our (me and my better than 90% partner - notice the mathematical and grammatical accuracy here - when people often talk about the better half - they are only half joking) first encounter with this continent's fascination for sports (and things related to it) became apparent on our second morning in the island state of Hawaii. I was sitting in the restaurant enjoying the Honolulu Advertiser - talk about a candid proclamation (few in media have the guts to say it like it is) when I heard 'OH JAY or CAFI'? somewhat addressed to me. That sounded like a question but I had no idea what that meant. It was the polynesian server inquiring with mild curiousity trying to size me up for what sort of beverage preference I might indicate. But being ignorant of the formality of being asked what I would like to drink rather than a generic - 'what do you want?' or 'Yees?' type of question which I was used to in my motherland I took a few seconds to get on the wavelength. Hav...

Watched a movie with this title last night. Its an oxymoron - simply complicated. I enjoyed it since it got me thinking about our life on this planet. Very little thinking ensues these days after watching a hollywood production and it is refreshing when one does. Although this is again a personal perspective I am sure there are times when there is a need to not have to think when spending couple of hours of time -- being zoned out can be good to your health. So back to the Surrogates - it is borderline sci-fi, metaphysical but also makes you wonder if we are all merely puppets that are controlled from another planet (spatial location) by grand chess masters who are having a laugh at our expense. After all what we think and believe are perspectives of our own species specific to a region or geography and mostly dictated by popular vote. But could this all be tailored and being watched like a hollywood production for the entertainment of another species? Reality show of all reality...

After 16 years of having left the country of my birth I have almost spent equal parts of my life in either country (i.e. birthplace and the place where I am naturalized as they say). Hence the name for self - Hybree(i)d. Not to be confused with the eco friendly mode of conveyance that green folks are getting themselves into. Having got past the introductions I wanted to start jotting down what it means to have lived on two continents literally on opposite sides of the planet. Growing up was YIN and the adulthood is the YANG? Growing up was chaos and unpredictable moments while now its process centric and reliable? I prefer the latter. I can relate from experience that not knowing if you could get from A to B and what to expect when you get to B can be unnerving. Here in the 'land of opportunity' the forefathers (or some wise president and his planners) thought of all that and when the going was good got some Interstate highways built that convey folks literally from any cor...