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That’s Mr Wolafinder S. Pawera (also known as Wolfgang R. Maehr) who was rechristened recently. Was playing around with some pseudo settings in the photo editor. As you can see, I also gave the blog a new theme , so thought I’d make a test post to check if everything was in working order.

Btw, this also happens to be the first photo on this blog taken with my new DSLR (wishing it was a Leica … but well ..)

Will probably post more photos soon. (I hope). Cheers!

I’m going to be “to the point” on this one. In the last one month, I have received around a dozen (!!) wedding/engagement invitations from people I know. Congratulations to all of you. Yes. Congratulations. Great news. It’s driving me up the wall though.

I’m happy for you guys. I hope the best for all of you. It doesn’t leave me in a very comfortable position though.

You’re all moving ahead with your lives the way you want (I hope). You’re getting settled and becoming responsible. I wouldn’t hope you don’t. Doesn’t really matter what I hope. But, it’s making me very restless. It’s making me desperate. Desperate not to go the same way (oh no, not at all), but to spend more time with all of you. Hang out with you before you “settle down”. To trawl around the town with you, doing the crazy things that we’ve always done. To make you indulge in more embarrassing and stupid stuff that I’ll tell your wives/husbands/kids about very soon

I know, for most of you this is a very special and important time in your lives. For some it’s been awaited, for some delayed ( ). Some have been avoiding it, some have been planning for it. It’s here now anyways

So as I was having a conversation with GOD (yes, the one from the role playing game )..

ME: Seriously? Are you sure?
HIM: Yeah man, I’m doing it. Like they say … “it’s not an end, but the beginning of the greatest adventure of your life.. ”
ME: CRAP! Stop throwing cheesy lines from stupid movies at me …
HIM: You’ve seen MAMMA MIA !!!!???
ME: hmmm ….

HIM: I’m so excited man!!
ME: Yeah, I bet. I can’t digest my food anymore though …
ME: So this is it for you eh?
HIM: What do you mean “this is it”??
ME: You know, no more “thick chick, thick chick”. No more “apaan keda veyaah karvauna ede naal” (”I’m not gonna marry her!”) …
HIM: Hmmm … well …
HIM: You’ll know when you get to this point.
ME: Right!

Anyways, I hope you guys have a great time with the ones you’ve chosen to spend this time with I hope I still get to spend some “quality” time with you I hope I’m still welcome at your place. For breakfasts/lunches/dinners especially I promise I won’t spoil your kids too much.

I’m always there for you my friends. I wish you the very best. I hope I’ll be able to join you in the celebrations. If I can’t, you know I’ll be celebrating for you wherever I am

Love you all

Fed up because I can’t understand myself.

Fed up because I can’t figure out my own interests.

Fed up because I can’t finish anything to the end.

Fed up because satisfaction doesn’t come easy.

Fed up because I can’t stay at one place.

Fed up because I can’t stay interested.

Fed up because I expect too much.

Fed up because it all comes back again.

Fed up because I can’t stay focussed.

Fed up because I can’t tolerate.

Fed up because I can’t achieve an end.

Fed up because I don’t believe in “I can’t”.

Not really trying to be Norwegian, but it rubs off a bit I guess.

I’m finally feeling a bit settled here in Oslo, the cold-unpredictable-a bit tasteless-but fun anyways Oslo. It’s been getting cold, and warm again, and rainy and sunny and gray. Annoying really, and it’s been getting me down with the “season change” cold. Been down with a running nose for 2 weeks out of the 7 that I’ve spent here so far. Nothing much to worry though. I’m used to it.

Really loving the cosy apartment (that by the way, we trashed a few weeks back – http://www.flickr.com/photos/navjotpawera/sets/72157607544589237/). It’s awesomely cozy and comfy when needed, and a great party place when … well every weekend I’d say Kat and I are having a great time. We’ve been through 3 seasons of “Coupling” (twice I think), around a dozen movies and almost all genres of music one can think of. Lissy has been giving me cooking lessons and I’m supposed to know how to cook some sort of salmon, butter chicken, chicken do piaza, dal makhani and pasta. Although if I know myself well enough, I wouldn’t go for dinner If I invited myself.

I’ve been taking Norwegian classes and being as dedicated as I usually am, I’ve been able to achieve 50% attendance so far. Going pretty good I’d say, especially as the motivation is to communicate with people who don’t really like to communicate.

Oh yes, the REM concert was GREAT . Russell Peters was OK. Hiking out to the random mountain and barbecuing sausages in the middle of nowhere out was also good. Shopping at IKEA wasn’t.

I miss friends from home some days. Terribly. Would love to have all of you here I plan to be home soon. By soon I mean, it depends on when Mr. Kalkat plans to get married – might be February, or April. I do have a few trips planned before that. Germany, Austria and Switzerland with Wolf next month. Ukraine in November for 10 days. Hopefully, I’ll make it to the US to spend the Christmas with my awesomely cute angels – Khushi and Ishi – who’re growing up without me. Also, might be able to sneak away to Egypt for a week sometime before that. Hopefully. And yes, I screwed up a planned trip to Stockholm, for the third time. It’s jinxed ofcourse.

Anyways, it’s gonna be fun here. I hope