Musings...

                                                                     Rod Blagojevich I still remember when I covered the legal beat as a correspondent of  the Rod Blagojevich trial in 2010. After the court hearing, there was a break and most people proceeded to the cafeteria. I met former disgraced governor Rod Blagojevich in there and noticing me he first folded his hands and said  "Namaste" gracefully, noticing that I was an Indian -and then said that he did nothing wrong. I don't exactly remember the words he spoke, but he shook my hands and told me that he was innocent and that he was being framed. FBI had found tapes against him incriminating him for selling President Obama's senate seat. "Hope you come out strong," I said, offering my sympathy. Lodged in jail, Patty, his wife, also is ...

My life has become like "Po" in the Kung Fu Panda movie. I have to battle out my evil enemies with resolve. I love noodles  🍝 like Po, the Panda. I feel my spirit animal is the Panda. But sometimes, I feel like a camel. The camel stores food in its hump and utilizes it when it is unable to access food and nutrition for a long period of time in the desert.