Redemption Song

NYC, Feb 15, 2009

A coffee shop - a generic name for a place where for centuries a tradition of soul stirring conversations and life changing decisions have often been made.

One such conversation between a wise grandmother and her about-to-take-on-the-world granddaughters.


“....and if you have to choose between looks, money and a man who can make you laugh, choose the latter. The other two often lose their charm very fast...”


She also went on to complain a lot (as is the nature of the old) and said something to the effect that you young people will ignore this advice and go on to make the mistakes my generation made all over again (and while you're at it, some new ones). But at least you’ll learn faster (although harder) that way.

After all, dear grandmother, initiation by fire is the best advice.

Comments

probe said…
true. good to be here after a long time.
February 16, 2009 at 5:07 AM
Anonymous said…
Classic. Great advice, and well said
February 16, 2009 at 7:52 PM
Anonymous said…
While the wise grandmother is absolutely right, tell her age has gotten the better of the realist in her. 'Coz there are more people with money and looks around but so few with a sense of humor! *sigh*
February 21, 2009 at 1:32 AM
Anonymous said…
Granny seems to be living in the past. Sense of humour today is as rare as a honesty in our politicians...but a great post.
February 21, 2009 at 7:20 AM
Serendipity said…
Oh no! Where to find boy with good sense of humour. There are'nt very many these days. :D
February 25, 2009 at 1:46 AM
CrazyDiamond said…
@probe: why'd you go?

@anon1: She did. If I see her again, I'll let her know. Oh but you didn't give your name. Tant pis.

@anon2: That's true, but then she did say "if you have a choice...". Not everyone has a choice you see, since as you so highlighted, they're rare.

@anon3: Tis true

@Serendipity: Comedy club?
March 3, 2009 at 11:03 PM
Anonymous said…
Ah, yes.. "if you have a choice..". What's the probability of such a choice being given to anyone?

hmm..I think the grandma's quite gaga. :) I like her.

-A
March 20, 2009 at 2:21 AM
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