a whirlwind of emotions.. thats what life really is... at the end of the day.. or at the beggining of it all.. shock.. surprise.. curiosity... anger.. hate.. love.. remorse... joy... ecstacy... longing... desire... momentaty contentment... drunken stupor... and the comfort of the familiar and the nostalgia of a quater of a decade of feelings...
cant deny its been a haitus... jus didnt feel like writing.. then i read butsy's post (http://bahel.blogspot.com) and oh the nostalgia hit like a torrent.. if i delve into that... ill be here forever... so ill just babble...
at home.. staring at pictures of friends.. and a wave hits on top... lemon yellow sun... and arms on my notebook... the remains of last night lay on the floor below... daddy and mommy too far away... anahat blogs again....
sigh... i saw omkara.. its vishal bharadwaj's u.p. version of othello.. you may recall he made a version of macbeth titled maqbool some time ago... lets hope we see his hamlet and king lear soon enough... brilliant bloody flick.. and ajay devgan the uglier he gets the better actor he turns into...
so i jus ordered mcdonalds.. the delivery guys even have my cellphone number now.. dont even bother ringing the damn bell cause they know the musics too lound and the ac.s on and the doors closed...
spiked my large diet coke with a larger smirnoff.. am hungover.. and this always works...
going to go over to a colleague/friends place in a bit... drink some more.. and talk about work and politics.. and work politics and smoke a nice sheeshee ive got her hubby addicted to... haha.. srijan my brother the web continues.. your disciples are everywhere spreading the religion...
im goin home.. on 11th... im gonna jus catch asim and deeksha who are gettin engaged on the 5th and do my rakhi dues for the 9th and catch srij before he leaves on the 12th and meet his new girlfriend and some of my friends and yeah go to barog for a day and meet mum.. THIS IS MY BREAK.. wow... sometimes i think i should shift home and avoid all this melodrama...
im not moving to delhi.. i was supp to and i know i told a bunch of u i was.. but im not.. mumbai it is.. despite the floods and bomings and riots cause someone dissed some statue (??) im here cause this is where careers are forged... and ive got promoted recently and moving into a new assignment..
jus got back from goa.. nono.. didnt do any e.. went for work.. marketing confrence.. lots strategy, champagne the entire senior management of indian hotels and some very nice food themes at the taj exotica...
i feel alone.. again.. srijans latest foray makes me wonder if i really like being single or is it jus disguised commitment phobia..
aarit's moving to mumbai.. thats nice.. another pool of familiarity in this concrete jungle of oneupmanship and selfish pragmatism...
i so need to stop drinking and dialing/smsing... when will i learn...
need more smirnof.... pour.... hmmm..... im going to play some tekken V... its very liberating...
were jus too lost souls living in a fish bowl.. year after year....*
*cf: Wish You Were Here: Pink Floyd
