Lapses of lingy…

Have been too lazy to pen down by thoughts, feelings and actions of the past few weeks.

But in a nutshell, it’s been a learning experience as usual.

Went to Goa for a holiday. Lots of small talk with relatives and family friends. Sans that the trip was a gastranomic delight. And I read some great books and one on Goa too which taught me a lot about my hometown, sadly a place I know so little about.

Back in Mumbai, things with my band are not rocking but rocky. The lead singer things I am a prop sometimes and forgets to let me sing. Straight talk with the manager should do the trick. If it doesn’t it’s sayonara to them.

Currently reading ‘A Suitable Boy’, which is halarious and insightful simultaneously, a far cry from An Equal Music, which proved a drab read. In fact gave up the effort a few pages into the book.

New Year plan: possibly a party at my house as all party destinations in Mumbai are quoting abominable amounts per couple, for a bit a music and no cover charge benefits.

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Contrary to Wet, Wet, Wet’s ode to love, it’s cynacism and not love that’s all around us.

It’s spewing from every pore of many around me. It threathens to engulf me too. Gotta stop this monster from spreading its tentacles.

Yesterday, whilst having a long tete-a-tete with a close friend, she confided that with every hurt and every dissapointment, she develops a new layer of skin — and it’s pretty thick. It makes her immune to getting hurt. At the same time it makes her detached from feeling too much for anyone. She controls what she feels with alomost a vengeance. And she’s just 24 years old. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Only time will tell.

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There’s nothing stupider than getting caught in a web of petty bickering betwen two supposedly intelligent women. Why can’t we stick to the basic laws of communication?

Don’t snitch. Don’t misconstrue. Don’t get petty.

If tomorrow there’s a world war or some natural catastrophe, all the aggression would dissipate and we’d probably be just running for our lives and trying to save each other.

I hate it, hate it, hate. Want to run away. Escape.

Anyways, am going to Goa next. Good riddance to bad rubbish for a week.

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A little tip I picked up from a film surrounding teenage troubles: When your self-esteem plummets (like when you face rejection, get badgered at work, feel humoungously fat etc) just do things that make you feel really good. Read a great book, go grocery shopping, sing, watch some good short films, sample a new restaurant etc. It really works!!!

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Attended the premier of Home Delivery. Vivek Oberoi (now Viviek Anand Oberoi) sported a superman T-shirt under a smart black blazer which btw I though looked really cool. Am not sure if the man is cool enough in his attitude to carry it off. But if you are truly ubercool, a superman T-shirt is a great way to go.

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Today my company (as in the place I work for) completes 10 years. There are buntings all over the place, rangoli at the entrance and special anniversary t-shirts which we are supposed to don  for the course of the day. It’s all very festive. Some of the senior management will be making speeches including my boss.

I said, ” Wow…that’s so cool.” Her face lit up.

“Should provide some entertainment — a welcome break from work, ” I added with a chuckle. 

The T-shirt is pretty comfy. Think I’m gonna wear while going for my morning walks.

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