The world I live in

Meeting a colleague turned friend after about 14 years is a blessing and I was truly blessed to meet a good friend after so long. Hoping to meet more often in the coming years :)

4 days and 3 nights in Goa... technically 3 days and 3 nights spent in a happy atmosphere. Highlight of stay was a little birdie that thought the glass pane of my room window was a wooden bark and starts pecking at it at 6 AM. I don't mind morning wake up calls but not on vacation when I have nothing planned early and reached bed at 2 AM that same morning. Having my best friend along during the trip was a blessing. Thank God for him deciding to be spontaneous. Worked for me since I was down with fever and the works on the day we reached and the next. I didn't have to dig deep and make the impish me surface. Hope to have a longer break the next time I take one with more friends in tow. Maybe an only friends trip should work out.

When it hits you, it hits you, all at one time and in some cases one after another. This seems to be the case with almost everyone I am in touch with. If this is what it means to be an adult, a grown up responsible human being, I think I'll work in social services in my next life. And definitely no marriage, no kids. Perhaps the coward's way out is what I am thinking of. For now, I tackle the multiple issues that have just fallen in my lap without restraint. P.S. : Thank you so much God  for the angels to help in the form of family and friends.

I was listening to a song this morning on my way to work. BV had sent it to me some time last year (or was it this year?). It got me thinking about all the friends I had till date. I realized that though there were many over the years that I could connect with, there are less than 2 hands full that I can count as real good friends, the ones I can really depend upon when I need to be myself and breathe. My pillars of support don't stay in the same place as I do but I sure hope to meet each one through the years and we stay connected for longer than ever. Thanks to social networking apps and sites, I've been able to get in touch with a few classmates from school and college. It was highly amusing to note the girl who was everyone's favorite, and had her head a wee bit more in the clouds looking down at us lesser mortals, had become more grounded. The awkward girl who frowned at short skirts and was embarrassed by discussions of boys and all matters related in high school h...

Thanks to AJB and BV, 2 pals of mine who now seem a constant in my life. You guys rock!

Venue for the band was Food Court (FC) 2. Could hear a few songs on my walk to the FC. Jitters again. I reached there in time to hear the introduction to judges as well as know the judging criteria. Attitude on stage was one of them. Now how does one do that while playing a keyboard? Oh well! I'd leave that to fellow band members. We were no. 6 in the list and each performance before ours made me think I shouldn't go up there. YANTRA (Yet Another Night To Rock Away) performing I was right. I messed up the first song's scale. After that, I went into this auto pilot mode and just played. It didn't sound the way I wanted it to. But hey! it's not for lack of trying to get the blessed organisers to give us a slot to practice which wasn't after midnight or trying to practice with no sound. One of the lead singers was low. And it's because me his song got messed up. How does one explain that and the fact that not a single other band member made it to the sound che...

UK left with mixed emotions. I hope that all goes well with the move and life takes a better turn for her. Glad for her but sad that once more I'm left with no one to talk to face to face. Scattered friends, voices over distances and letters that are precious. I guess that's how it will always be for me.

Lots of things running through my mind and not a single word can be typed down here. All centered around M and what I'm feeling right now. The memories are just too many. The guilt even more. I finally did send M an email this morning. 3 lines of farewell. Got a response about an hour later. With this I hope there are no more reminders of the time we had together and of how it painfully ended. I do hope and wish that all goes well for him. I've deleted that email just so that I don't have to remember any more. Please let this be a story ended forever. Any sequels? please let it be more pleasant than this current state of sadness and guilt.

I finally got to meet a Friendorama pal - Ganesh. Not what i expected. Blame it on a pic he'd kept as his visual on google talk. He was kind enough to drop me off to office all the way from Madivala. Heck! next time I'll learn to stock up my pockets with a little more cash. Met AK too. He's put on a bit more 'fat' since I last saw him. Limited time with friends is a curse. Next time I shall make sure I'm out on my own so that I can do justice to all the people that I'd like to meet up with. I've said goodbye to Friendorama but not without meeting 3 people there. Ganesh, of course, is the first on the list. The others are Brad - in an events management company and Anthony - into HR and head hunting. Let's see how these relationships grow. I sure hope I have these guys as good friends for life. The good part about Bangalore: - I got to buy 3 pairs of chappals for Rs. 300. I'm glad. I'm wearing one pair today and they are a real treat for my fee...

Pretty close to the end of my 2 week diet. Coming Monday I visit Dr. K and find out what's in store for me next. Glad the weighing scale showed me back on my original weight of 83 kgs. It said 84 till last evening. Which means, on Dr. K's weighing I would be 82. Good. Have been in touch with Seafarer, Copywritrix, Mumbai Call Guy and Hyd chap during this week. Glad to hear that they are doing well except for Seafarer. He lost his voice due to his treatment for the mouth ulcer (or was it cancer!). But then, in his words, the rest of him is still fine and working great. That does bring my thoughts to the other thing which 3 of these friends share in common - an active interest and sex life. Seafarer's married with children who are on the verge of adulthood. Copywritrix, the sweet heart kind of guy, is single and too buried in his work. Mumbai Call guy, single too and I think his age and hormones don't help his control and will power much. All's the same and usual in t...