Today is new morning. Bright and beautifull one ...I came home at 5.20 am . Night was not that consumptive since we outside professional for deep cleaning at our store . They don't have perfect equipment to clean store like starbucks. Our store is quite big . Its located on broadway 51 st street. Quite busy though we don't make top sale in the city. We are one of the high revenue store.
Frankie, racqueta and rubi were working last night starbucks shifts have become stress busters for me . I feel good about going there. Its lively . People are easy and they accept me in more fulfilling way as time passes. Time has such a great secret . I am getting along with few people is good way. I hang out with them , watch movie and drink pina colada in five in the morning. I don't have much to share with them because the way they think its totally different than the way I grew up in india. For example they make some jokes about immigrants about which I am totally unaware of . Last night they were talking about reverse mexican style .....I don't know what that is ....it damn interesting to know their langauge ,slang and sex lives ..... Few girls are lesbians. They are so bold about their adventures and experience . I like their vital force of life . In sanskrit I would call this thing elixir of life 'jeevan rasa'
AGain coming back to this morning ...I met tom . He has slim and fit body and very friendly in nature . Our reason of secret brotherhood was bicycle. I was parking my bike and he just appeared from the path station. We said hello . He has mistaken me for someone else but anyways we became very friendly in ten minutes of conversation.
I asked him about the ways to take bike to the manhatten . He told me me that only way was take bike þhrough george washinton bridge. We discussed the unfriendly nature of public transport to carry bikes.
Ten years ago , one has take permit to carry bicycle in path trains now atleast people can carry their bikes in some specific timings . We agree that things are getting better but its a long way to go........
I just finished a book by irwing stone the lust for life . What a amazing life von gogh had ..... Poor and desitute but always showered with theo's love and life long affection .....when vincent died theo could not take it and he also died in six months .... As in bible someone said "they cannot be divided in death .
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