Tuesday, September 06, 2016




To my baby,
To the mother of chapoti and googlepuss,

  

You always say that I don't write to you.  That I don't express so I figured why give you another chance to feel bad.  I figured you are sleeping now and you deserve to wake up happy considering the amount of pain you were in last night.  






Look at this pictures, in one glance you can tell the journey that we have made together, the new friends that we made, to the relationships we mended to the awesome trips together.  Life is beautiful because of you.  Its better everyday because of the effort you put in to keep the family together, because you love to forgive and forget, because you put in all the effort regardless of the fact that you might or might not get the credit for what you do.  I love you sweetheart.  I am the luckiest man alive! Because I married you!



Tuesday, March 03, 2015

Good bye my baby...We will miss you.

When you came into our life, little did I know that you would hold such a special place in my heart.  Who knew that eager to be loved, restless and desperate to be pet puppy would turn into such a handsome, obedient, protective, loving, slightly crazy but affectionate dog.  They said a Rottie would never listen to a girl, that he will be aggressive, he wont be good around children.  But you proved them wrong every time.  Thank you for welcoming me home everyday with so much excitement, for bringing us closer in your own way.  For following me like a shadow even when I wasn't looking, for letting me boss over you, despite being a rottweiler.  For never held a grudge, for staying up late while I would study, for waiting patiently for our attention when we were busy.  And just being happy to be around us.  Thanks for bringing us so much joy, and for giving us unconditional love.  Letting you go is one of the toughest things I have to do, yet seeing you go was the easiest.  It breaks my heart to realize that you wont be around anymore, though I know you are in a better place.  I love you FLASH-you will always be my first baby...




EVERYTHING THAT MADE YOU...FLASH

We were sitting in the back of the innova, waiting for Dr. Chausalkar, he had asked us to wait for 15 minutes while he set up the morphine drip.  Meenal came and sat down next to your face, and I stayed by your bum!  You always wanted me by your bum, scratching it, itching it, but I digress.  We held you and then Raju took us for a small drive with the dickie open.  You started staring out side, with your face on ally's lap, drooling and breathing real hard.  We both kept petting you, both loved you like no one else.  I can say what I felt for your surpasses what I once felt for my own son.  Ally kept telling you that the pain will go away, that you need to go towards the light, that you should not be afraid because we are both with you.  God bless you flash, I said, and I mean it, because you are a blessing in my life.  So we drove around the corner and you kept looking calmly, I could tell your breathing was labored, before we reached the doctor, with all the petting and all the love around you, with your favorite drive done, you gave up your battle with cancer with a deep last breath you put your head down away from us and closed your eyes and left us in the most magical way.  He's going, she said.  I coundlt believe it, but you were, right in front of us, we could feel you go away so peacefully.  I never thought that death could be so Romantic.

I still remember the day the man brought you home in a box, they had flown you from the south.  That made you hate boxes, bags, suitcases toy cars, anything that reminded you of that box from your first flight.  You always barked, stepping backwards while we all giggled, then you would come around to sniffing the bag and calm down after realizing that it wasn't alive.  We both want to write this today, the day you left us, so that we can remember everything about you.  We don't want such a beautiful memory to wash away with time, we don't want to forget what we feel for you, now, we want the true flashisms, the real stuff.

The first night you slept with me, you peed the mattress I had put down, not showing any love or cuddly affection then, running around helter skelter.  I remember you so well during sids wedding practices waiting outside the hall in GA, putting your nose in between the small crack and smelling whats inside the hall, breathing and sighing that you were not part of the festivities.  And of course the food that was laid out which you couldnt resist.  You used to eat so many of ally's shoes because you had nothing better to chew.  At that time, bones were not allowed in the house.  We tried all sorts of things back then for you to eat.  Stuffing balls with food, trying plastic bones trying everything but that real bone.  So you cheated us by eating ally's shoes and chewing on her heels.

You were loved by ashu, you were adored by sid, I know you tried to hump vidya quite a few times, but you just weren't her type.  And she went for a tall dark and handsome dog anyway!!!  There used to be times when we all had our legs on you while we watched television and you just were happy being around.  When you first entered the room, you always wanted a hand on you, so that your nose suggestively rubbed against the free hand which would ultimately lead to some much needed petting, which almost always ended with scratching your tail.

We used to really try to entertain you, we used to bring so many toys initially, the rope game, which was supposedly good for your neck and back, and when you were successfull in tugging away that rope you used to shake that thing triumphantly like you had just conquered rome.  We tried to train you with vishnu, we took you to the gardens in andheri east on sunday mornings, where you tried to make a new friend in the doberman and she growled at your advances.  You were so good, so obiedient, you never made us feel uncomfortable even though you could have because you were a strong dude.

Flash, we are still trying to clean up the smears from your dirty eyes on all our couches, we are still trying not to look down into the hall and miss you.  We are waiting for you to walk into my room, walk on the wooden flooring and disturb us all night! and then walk out to the top floor when you are done being around us.  We miss you my baccha, we miss you every time we enter the house.  Somehow you always knew when I was going be home, you knew and you welcomed me home with love and affection every day.  I cant thank you enough for that.  I wish I was a better person, I wish I wasnt so lazy I wish we had done more things together, it seems 10 years passed us by too fast.  I just couldnt let you know how much I loved you.

I remember our times in bhandardara, how could anyone forget the farts that you laid out on us on our way back.  You really enjoyed those trips, it was cool, the grass was green and there were no kids around it was just the three of us.  We tried to play catch with you, but you wouldnt bother, you wanted to explore, you wanted to walk in the open and you did.  The only thing that got your attention then, was the scream by ally "Oye", you would tuck your nonexistant tail between your legs and look down and reluctantly walk towards her to get her finger on your nose.  I remember the time when we all ate together at bhandardhara, outside under the stars while you groaned about not getting any food from our table. I remember distinctly the way you walked over the bridge over water because you were such a phattu!  I remember when ashu came home one night, while both of us slept in my old room in GA.  As soon as the kalu walked in, you started barking so loudly and ran away from him, I woke up and got scared too!!! But you were more scared than me.  You never barked at any person who came home, you never made anyone feel threatened, you always welcomed people, by rolling over and asking to be pet on your tummy, you were just one of a kind.

We want to feel that we were the biggest and most important part of your life, but we weren't there was always something bigger, better for you and it was something that made you leave us everyday and run up to the kitchen, the reason that the kitchen became your true home, and it was all because of your true love of food.  You were a perpetual bhukka!  You just needed someone to walk past you carrying a tray and your deep sleep would evaporate at the thought of getting something in that tummy of yours.  The baby faces, and the cries for some meat, while me and ally ate in the den...the drool pool from the staircase landing, we were always wondering how that wet drool reached us on our couch! you were really struggling to get close and smell the food!
We remember so many times after parties you would get into submarine mode, and seach the house for left overs, some plates, lying around so you could jump up and grab your share.  Leaving food unattended around you was like an invitation for you to steal, and gobble up.  We remember the time you finished 15 kgs of dog food because we left it unattended and accessable to you, and when we caught you in the morning, you were unable to eat anymore, but protecting the last few crumbs with your life.  You always used to get so possesive about the white bone, often storing it for days so that you could come back to eat it.

We used to feed you water from the bathroom douche, and you used to lick the water off my hand, thats how you liked your water.  Ally used to love washing you, cleaning you, drying you, using hair spa conditioning you for a good smell which lasted all of two hours.  She took so much care of your ears, your bum, you legs, nails never allowed you to look unclean!  And till the last day!  She misses you right now, I can tell.  We both do!

My heart hurts right now so much, we have cried all day today, we lost you today and I cant bear to feel like this again.  So I told her, I dont want a second pet ever, I dont want anyone to replace my memory of you.  I dont want to forget, and thats all I come back to.  How can I make you immortal on print, through pictures or videos, but I cant, I will always miss you by buddy. My best friend, my soulful pal, my crazy flash.



Why did you have to bite vaziranis dog!  And not only bite, almost kill him!  you crazy dude.  Although that started a new chapter in your life.  Vasai...I made a home for you, with brick and mortar, you used to like staying there. I hope, I hated leaving you in the evenings.  I hope you had a great adventure there, I hope you were able to see the mountain in the backside, sit within the shade of the trees and enjoy the time between you me and your new bestie ramchandra.  He was good to you, but raju was great to you,  Chotu misses you too, he too was crying his eyes out today.  I hope you remember the snakes we saw toghether in the jungle, I hope you remember the soccer game with you, me and ramchander, I hope you remember the trips to the beach with raju, I hope you remember jumping in the sea water.

And man you ran well, we loved playing with you in the garden, only to see your ears fly in the air as you jumped. We loved looking at you jump and run coz you were our baby!  You are our baby!  And you always will be!
 





Saturday, December 13, 2008

Birthday, 13th December 2008

After three days of calling arranging and rearranging this is what your suprise is....

A small party with your family, your school friends, your college friends, my friends and vikram!

I hope you had a good time, it was fun going behind your back, stealing the phone number from your iphone, being the wierdo whos asking for a night out to peopl he only hears about every day!!!

I'm sure when I first called freddie he must have thought "vicky who?" But Anyway, that said and done, here are the list of ideas that I had for your birthday...

"Pool Party" - afternoon brunch on a sunday at the oberoi sky heights ...but those damn office people dont allow food near the pool!! Why even have a pool????

Paintball Party - Would have been awesome fun, and we will do this once we come back from Dubai

Bowling Alley Night - Disco lights, drinks and bowling....but the damn thing was booked through the weekend

You and ME Party - But I figured you need to mix things up cant be a dinner date every time, so I did the rope a dope....you can ask me what that means when we meet up

But in the end, budget constraints led me to the best available option!!! BOOZING AND DANING AT VIKRAMS! WITH YOUR PEOPLE!!!!

I'm gonna put an extra effort to make sure all your friends are comfortable! I will be my premarriage charming dude! Just not flirty!

So,

cake ...check
booze ... check
food....check
Manali....check (you have to remember this story)

And yeah, I reminded Manali to call your brother, Neeraj!!! Kudos to me.....

Wanted to buy you a cell phone (too expensive) tried selling my old phones, damn ALFA is a chor when it comes to buying old phones, new laptop (minimum 50K at Croma, thought what would ALLY love more ,,,, A bag ? hmm or a new laptop....) I went with the bag!

So, in a nutshell your cheap husband is writing a memoir to you on your birthday...

Everyone keeps talking about how marriage is difficult,
How you have to make adjustments, have to accomodate...
Since that fateful day, there hasn't been an instance, an hour or a minute
That I can imagine, without you in it

You have made my every wish come true
I feel like a small kid again, thinking how great it is to be with you
I can't wait to write more lines, more pages, about us
I can't wait to be again, in amsterdam, in goa, in paris

I used to think that I'll be a tennis player, a basketball star, when I grow up
Can't think of a better way, now, to 'have been' than how I have ended up!

MORE LATER!!!!

Don't wanna be late with the champaign

Friday, August 08, 2008

Love Letter

Hey...I figured there was only one way that I could write you the love letter you always wanted me to write. I'd have to do it in a 'cool' way. So here it is this is officially my post for you and only you...I will write for the rest of my life so that only you can, in your own sweet time, read my thoughts....and I promise to write often...and only because you will read it, I can write anything I want.

So here goes...

I was driving to work and being my obsessive self was listening to the new atif aslam from Kismat connection. And I listened to the words carefully today...
"Kaise bataye tumhe,
Aur kis tarah yeh,
Kitna tumhe hum chahte hai,
Saaya bhi tera dikhe,
To paas jaake,
Usmein simat hum jaate hai,
Raasta tum hi ho,
Rehnuman tum hi ho,
Jiski khwahish hai humko,
Wo panah tum hi ho,Tum hi ho, beshumaar,
Tum hi ho..Tum hi ho, mujh mein haan,Tum hi ho.."

And you were the one who was filling my thoughts while atif went crazy with his singing in the background and all I could do is, SMILE.

You know since I was a kid I have been in love with a hindi love songs, and whenever I obsessed over a song, I would have no face to associate it with.

But you have taken that blank face in a hindi love song and you have slowly and steadily filled every hindi love song for me. You have completed all my boyhood dreams of what love should be like, what a woman should be....I can try but I can never thank you for fulfilling my dreams so fully and completely...for fulfilling my fantasies, however corny/crazy they might be....for loving me, my family, my friends, and always making the extra effort and for always being the bigger person...I'm sorry that I am not this expressive in person, but I promise through this medium I will be better....

Iwant you to know that I treasure everything that we have together, and when you say that I could not have it any better, I know that you are so spot on...I'm just to stupid to agree with you in person....but I know you still like me

So...Thank you...

Thank you for south africa,
Thank you for france
Thank you for amsterdam
Thank you for Kruger National
Thank you for sid
Thank you for nato
Thank you for the nisha, meenu thing
Thank you for making my ma your ma
Thank you for making my dad your dad
Thank you for tennis
Thank you for flash
Thank you for gym
Thank you for bearing with my snoring
Thank you for bearing with my farting
Thank you for bearing with my laziness and not partying enough
Thank you for your patience and understanding and loving and caring nature, it overwhelms me and right now I have tears in my eyes because all this is coming from my heart and it is coming with no hesitation




I hope I can do half of what you do, with one tenth of the grace you do it with

I Love you

Your Husband Forever

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Things that make you go Hmm....

What a fun time....I'm sitting in my bedroom watching sitcoms on my laptop....and Yes i'm saying sitcoms coz I don't want you to know what it is! Coz then that would just make me uncool and that's just not going to happen. So yeah...that's what we're doing and I just love that both of us, that's me and ma girl cana enjoya gooda timea ofa soma coola televisiona....that's spanish for I'm having fun!

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Connect

Hello people of that past. I think it's time now, to atleast put in an effort to connect. All I see all around is lack of time. And sometimes patience. All we need is a medium, to connect, and conviniently so...not over coffee, not over a couple rounds of beer, but over this...our once favored tool of expression. What do you guys think...

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Glide?

What Glide? What was I talking about...Now that I'm a mumbaiite again...i know there is no such thing...its just tired tired tired...i don't think I'll ever get to GLIDE....HAHAHA....guys stay where you are...it's better to be lonely at times...than to be exhausted all the time....no sleep...lotsa travelling...and work thats endless...anyway...just checking in to say hello...and see how everone is doing...i wanna sleep for fourteen hours a day again...that was nice...i love grad school....i miss you guys...playing basketball...cricket...poker...well we do play poker every week here...it is fun...actually just came back from poker night...so thats good...anyway....hi all...hope everyone is doing good....my phone number is 001919870227277

time to go to bed...and sleep for five hours before work...damn you guys are lucky bastards!!!

Monday, February 14, 2005

Time's Up

Valentine's Day 2005, the last day in Akron, Ohio. No more left to do...Nothing more left to say...but the one word that I have been repeating for the last few hours...Good Bye
My days in akron have been great...everyone has been great to me...and i thank you for it all! Me and Hemant sat down today...and discussed life...both here and back home...the ageing process...the growing process...how everything about our situation is perfect...college life extended to the fullest...till you eek out the last remaining drop of fun...great relationships...bad relationships...good friends...some that will last a life time...some that the waves of time will rub out from your memory...but through it all...it feels great to say...I was here...a small part of a whole...making up the community and sharing it for a few years...without the strong wall of parents, siblings, or age old friends to rely upon...we all walked the path together...i've heard some where that it is never about the destination...but what you make of the journey that gets you there...and you people have made it a memorable one! and to think i didn't know you existed three years ago...so back to the discussion we had today...the fact that whenever you start out at a new place...with the same tools...you swim as hard as you can against the tide coming into the shore...it might take years to fight off that tide...but there will be a time when you have overcome what initially seemed to be impossible, insormountable, you will look up...and see what you have been dreaming of...the perfect wave...the perfect sorroundings...the perfect condition...and that's when the fight is over...you have outdone the incoming tide...and now it's time to Glide...

Thursday, January 06, 2005


Everytime I look at this...I fail to understand what the great Salvador Dali was trying to convey to us...Tell me what you think...and please don't look it up online cuz it will spoil the fun Posted by Hello

Saturday, December 25, 2004

The Season Of Joy

Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Let your heart be light,
From now on our troubles
Will be out of sight.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore,
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together
If the Fates allow,
Hang a shining star
On the highest bough,
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now.

Friday, December 17, 2004

SX8

That's what my baby, Honda City 1.5 Exi non-Vtec, back in India is called. I was lucky enough to have been given this beautiful piece of machinery once my dad was done with it. You have to understand that traditionally the cars we drive in india are not based on power! But economy...Anyway, there she was standing in front of me! My first car...I still remember the first time i took it out! My dad was sleeping and me and my boys went for a drive to town...and I just let it drive me! It was beautiful...the powerful (indian standards) 100 Hp 1.5 liter engine...brakes smooth like butter...and the sound....man i was in love! That car made me wanna know about cars! And now i do...just because of the SX8...So a couple summers ago...my dad gave me the permission to mess around with the car, buy a turbo kit, change the rims, a new paint job, the works...and i did....it was great sitting in that garage...and just watching them work on MY CAR....and the first time we took it out...two mechanics, Sid and myself...with the turbo installed...that was a day to remember...no seats...but we packed in there...and here I am now...looking to start over...

Everybody needs a project...something close to their heart...this is mine...and will always be...
New Mods in 2005:

Overboost Stage III turbo kit
Brembo Big brake kit
Apex'i Rear drum to disc conversion kit

WISH ME LUCK

Monday, December 13, 2004

Contents

You thought I was gonna write something deep and meaningful...just like i always do...but no...this one is different...yeh kahani zara hatke hain...sorry bad joke...the contents i'm gonna tell you about are of my garbage can!
Now you must be thinking...damn! he's lost it...i may have...but what the hell...I'm soon to become a POLYMER ENGINEER...i think everybody who gets here loses something or the other...so here goes...

Gatorade Fierce Grape( i like grape its tangy )

Two bags of EAT FRESH...YOUUUUUU Guessed IT (SUBWAY-that idiot gave me a six inch instead of a foot long...come on... i know i look thin and all but a six inch sub for a man?)

A coupla cans of pepsi (bought at tops FOUR CASES FOR 10 Dollars)

Ruffles LAYS (It wasnt me...I would never abuse my body like that)

DAMN! I forgot i just consumed an entire third world coutry's supply of TACO BELL

SO YEAH I DO ABUSE IT SOMETIMES...

Ferrero Rocher...classic, favorite, overdone...whatever you might call it...it's GOOD

Thats about it! All this over the weekend...working at school...writing my thesis...by the way...I'm on page 123...pbb about 35 more to go

IM GREAT AT BULLSHITTING...WATCH ME DO IT LIVE IN JANUARY (defence of my thesis)

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Life

Don't underestimate the ability of physical exhaustion to make you feel relaxed
Don't underestimate the ability of music to uplift your spirit
Don't underestimate the ability of boredom to slowly bring you down
Or, in a second, for life to pick you right back up

Monday, November 29, 2004

Good Times!

Damn! I love this place...I was in Minneapolis for thanksgiving...and didn't have a car...so hung out at home...my uncle and aunt were never home...so i stayed home...four out of the six days...spent a total of 3 hours working out...two days with my best friend...doing nothing....just hanging out...and decided to come back a couple days early! Even though priya said that we were supposed to go shopping, go out and go snowboarding over the weekend...i just had to come home...i spent two days with her...but all we did was argue and fight and fight...didn't get along with her...loved it! It was just like it always was! When I went to school there...we were always fighting...over stupid things...both of us being stubborn didn't help the situation...both of us hate saying sorry...or never believe that we did anything wrong...so yeah...it was just like old times...so i decided to come home! Couldn't take anymore of her bickering...hahaha.....she would kill me if she ever read this...but i feel closer to her now...isn't that wierd...anyways...we had this wierdness the last few times we met...i guess it was just some kind of attraction...coz...shes been my best bud for a while...and i have been the same for her...and i guess...i did start to think of her as the ONE! But now I don't...i know where i stand with her...who she is for me...and it was great talking to her last night...and just spilling everything out to her...all my daily crushes...hookups everything...something i hadn't done for a while...fearing...WE might take a step back...but i love this here...she is great...she is perfect...she's just not the one for me! I love having a clean slate...FINALLY! I love starting from scratch! I love not knowing...or wanting someone! It's liberating!

And yeah...I LOVE THIS CITY...it might be the ghetto'est of towns in america...but damn! I love the people I've met here

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Inspiration

So i'm sitting here...on my desk...typing on my computer...not knowing what i'm about to write about...except for the fact the inspiration is the thing i want to write about...it just sounds right...i want to know what inspires you! what motivates you...to do what you do...i need some myself now...i finished chapter 3 in my thesis two days ago...and i'm stuck...two full days and one paragraph added...it sucks to have to try and write...it would be nice to finish it though...so talking about inspiration...i saw a very inspiring one this weekend...Veer Zaara...inspiring in many ways...inspired me to get back home quick...there was this one song...about how great things are back home...and really...we never really think about it but things are great back home...sure you don't drive the best car around...you don't live in a mansion...but there is this one thing that you can't put your finger on...but you can sense it around you...it's an uplifting feeling...we forget that when we come here...we forget what it feels like and get intoxicated by what this country has to offer...i am...i am inspired to get that back...to feel that again...but first i need to finish this damn thesis

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Jim and Kate

How happy is the blameless Vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sun-shine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resigned.

Watched this great movie last night...Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind...there have been few and far between that have appealed to me in more than one way...i wouldn't want to spoil the movie for anyone who read's this but...i wish you had seen it and i could say whatever i wanted to...anyway...the question arises...how would you react to life if you hadn't been hurt...or if you had been, you didn't remember...you know...had a clean slate...didn't have past experiences to have learnt from...just a pure, clean, fresh mind...nothing scared you...nothing to remind you of something else...didn't have anything corrupt your current experience...just the moment you were living....just 'now' to worry about...i think this a great movie because it makes you wonder...most of us have been 'burnt' in relationships...or non-relationships...just think if you didn't remember...would you approach...a new person...a new situation with as much caution as you do now? all relationships, when they end, suffer from a lack of trust...after the promise of a perfect future has evaporated...all the small things are magnified...until it becomes intolerable...what if you knew all the shortcomings...everything you would have to face...before the start...of that new relationship...and you could weigh it, compare it, with what the person standing in front of you had to offer...a new life...a new beginning...and the promise of love!

Saturday, October 23, 2004

Weekend at home

Friday night...now saturday night...just dont feel like going out...just wanted to stay at home and look at the wall...don't feel like people right now...thats why i haven't spoken to you if you called...don't feel like saying anything...so sorry...it's not personal...but one good has come out of it...i started to like baseball...been watching a lot of it...so yeah....just to salute the greatest achievement in team sports history...and my new favorite team...not in the state of minnesota...and after the jordan led chicago bulls...is this 2004 boston redsox team...go sox...beat the curse!

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

All the world's a stage

All the world's a stage...act away!--My mom
She believes in that phrase with all her heart...and i must say that everytime i'm down...she, her words usually pick me right up...i spoke to her the other day...and told her things that i was happy about...and she just new what was gonna happen next...so she told me not to get too happy about things and consequently not too sad if they don't work out...she said, "don't forget that you are just playing a part in god's creation, it's only a play"...but when was the last time we listened to our mothers...so why start now right? So here's to William Shakespere, who exposed my mother to that phrase! And, here's to my ma, who always says exactly the right thing....every time!

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Devil's Advocate Take Two

(Pachino)Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyways? God? Is that it...God? Well I tell ya, let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch...He's a prankster. Think about it. He give man...INSTINCTS!!He give you this incredible gift and then what does he do, I swear for his own amusement, his own private, cosmic, GAGREEL! He sets the rules in our position. It's the goof of all time. LOOK, but don't touch...TOUCH, but don't taste...TASTE, don't swallow. HAHA! And while you're jumping from one foot to the next, what is he doing??? He's laughing his sick FUCKING ASS OFF! HE'S A TIGHT ASS, HE'S A SADIST!!!HE'S AN ABSENTEE LANDLORD! WORSHIP THAT...NEVER.
(Reeves)Better to reign in hell than serve in Heaven, is that it?
(Pachino)Why not? I'm here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began! I've nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to have. I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. WHY? Because I never rejected him, inspite of all his imperfections...I'M A FAMINEN! I'm a humanist...I rest my case.