trying to understand

I'm trying to understand why
the soul longs for an alibi

I'm trying to understand what
it takes to win a heart

I'm trying to understand where
is the special someone who would care

I'm trying to understand how
to recognize the feeling of true love

I'm trying to understand when...
I'll walk all alone until then

Unwritten

Came across this song by Natasha Bedingfield called 'Unwritten' . I looked up the lyrics and particularly liked these four lines. So preserving them here for posterity sake..

"Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten"

like This....and That...

I am very nervous. I have had a lot of firsts, but somehow thinking about this one leaves me high-strung.

Last week, I very enthusiastically enrolled myself for dance classes in salsa. The classes were to be held in the office gym and that too during working hours. I figured there was no better way to kill time at work, and besides most South Indian girls find guys who can shake their legs the right way, quite irresistible. (Ask Sreesanth)

But as the moment of reckoning came closer and closer, I began to realize that I have never before asked my body parts to obey my mind and move in gracious harmony. All that I have done in the name of dance is throw my arms and legs around in random motion that resembles the celebrations of an Indian tail-ender when he hits Andre Nel for a six over long on. And that's when I realized that I was in some trouble.

What if I end up looking like a petrified jerk while all the others move lithely and effortlessly to the music? What if my dance partner realizes that I have two left feet and stamps me on the foot in frustration?

No, I couldn't let that happen. I decided I wouldn't give in without a fight. I would practice. I would at least not end up looking like a guy trying to do yogasanaas on a tread mill. NO.

And then this came to my rescue. I can't thank Paul and Neela more for bailing me out and giving me much needed confidence. "Salsa is no more than walking" - what else could I ask for! Besides, Neela's voluptuous assets has gotten me all excited again.

And so here I am, still nervous but a lot more confident than before. I sure hope that I don't put a foot wrong. Wish me luck!