an the aunty has to advice

Hi bloggy
sitting at purple haze .sounds like a pub rite? its a recording studio!!! hee hee.When i was younger(ah those days!) my mom thought i was at a pub all the time i told her puple haze cause i used to be at all these colourful sounding named pubs almost always.Finally they did open a pub with that name .Thankfully it shut down .Too old to justify a pub from a studio.
Anyway i am coming to purple haze after 8 years. The last 15 times i recorded here ...dint get out before 4 a.m in the morning.Technical snags (Scary scary)
Met suku after long at pixion bandra .Felt good.That boy has really grown well (told him)
anyways have to rush back to another edit the other part of town Pixion (another pub sound) at Prabhadevi.Phew!

NOW WHY THE TITLE .had a long long chat with my niece yesterday.About internet and the dangers. It was fascinating .She is all of 12 .and she listened to me wide eyed nodding her head and tell me secrets about her friends.

Told her why orkut is potentially dangerous(I BELIEVE IT IS) .It open you up to all and sundry.Told her i am on it to learn about what happening in the world.My Profession needs it. and people dont mess with 38 year old.(ask me)I told how i only respond to three people and nobody i dunno cause at this age you dont want to make friends with people you dont know.You have enough friends.Strangers dont excite you they scare you. But at her age its the opposite.Told her i wont be on orkut for long once i got more or less a hang of it
And gosh she understood and insisted i continue and dont leave and talk to her and tell her.

I ended up staying at my sis (nikis.Priys kids were staying with her)Felt good.She called me today and said we need continue this conversation.Felt good

Guess what i had no clue that my blog id comes on orkut.I dint knowput it there .So i kept wondering how anyone read it .Frankly i did not even think anyone would want to.I am chumma writing it to read it later in life.Its nice when friends read and tell you though.

Things that made you happy sad ecstatic .Its nice to revisit them and see how much things have changed later.Like i still have my really old letters i wrote mm dad samita nikita priya samir alka maushi .my mom had kept them and we go thru them and have good laugh.I used infact write to myself and post inlands to me.It was fun .Cause tehy would come two days later and you would be in different frame of mind when you had written the letter,fascinating.

Havent writtenany letters for so long.Just greeting cards.Thank god that still has not become such cold impersonal internet thingy fully.

Signing off. need to go back into studio

Cheers

May 23rd 2007
6.40 wednesday