Miraculous Meditation.

Lately, my pulse has been pretty high. 103 resting heart rate. Since it has been raining outside I haven't had much of a chance to run the track for regular exercise, I thought of an alternate way to try to calm my nerves and rapid heartbeat. Meditation.

I found a very beautiful video called Zen Garden by Kokin Gumi. Absolutely amazing. I turned out the lights, sat in a meditation position, and listened to it all the way through focusing on nothing but my breathing. Heart rate after: 80.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWvS9llbSJ0&feature=channel_page

Fuck Vday.

Mohabbat ke zamane guzar ghey janaab,
Aab chotey motey pyar se kaam chalalein ghey aap?

Some Updates.

Aww... I have been neglecting my poor blog. Well I was home and internetless and my life has been pretty uneventful. Here are the updates.
Nightmare updates:
I was driving on the roads of San Jose about to get onto the 880N freeway entrance but I missed it. The roads were completely empty, given that it was the middle of the night, so I decided to do a 180 degree turn ("bust a bitch") in the direction of oncoming traffic and get onto 880N. Suddenly there was a HUGE truck coming in my direction and we collided. I experienced "death" in my dream. After the collision, I saw a white light, felt like I was falling down an endless tunnel, and then was overcome with a feeling of suffocation. I woke up from this dream and it was 4am. Freaky. (Indian Superstition: Any dream that you have around 4am -- "Amrit Vela" -- has some element of truth in it.)

Another Dream this week:
I was on a roadtrip with Dr. Chase from the show House. Shit, I know I watch too much of this show if the characters are showing up on my dreams. But God, he's soooooo dreamy! and yes, he had his Aussie accent in my dream. But it sucked cuz he hooked up with one of my friends who was also on the roadtrip. Saddening.

I've had the song Hot and Cold by Katy Perry on my mind for the past couple days. These lyrics are the catchiest:
Someone call a Doctor
Got a case of Love Bipolar
Stuck on a rollercoaster
Can't get off this ride!

Valentine's Day is only 5 days away. It was interesting when I found out that St. Valentine was an actual person who lived in Ancient Rome. He was a Christian healer and tried to help a blind girl see again. Some people didn't believe in his healing abilities, and threw him in jail for life for tricking the public. Before he died he received a card from the girl who had her vision restored that read, "To My Dear Valentine." Since then Valentine was a term given to a friend/lover/dear one. :) Cute story, right?