nosedrip and nostalgia

am sick! and not only as a person in soul but body as well - terrible backache, sty in my eye, sudden numerous mouth ulcers, cold cough, viral fever, and finally just plain tired! and so have been away and not writing...

but am in Oh! Calcutta!! - the city where everything looks fifty years old (am suddenly aging myself) - (is it the light quality tinting everything sepia?is it the corrosive air? is it really that old?) - but the shop signs fopts and the saree print of the aunty in the wooden ramshackle bus?? its justa sprawling village with this strip of the colonial time buildings and all of it is so old... except for the suddenly swanky malls and hutch and airtel signs- no wonder its conducive to period films, no wonder someone said of it - "the city where you feel nostalgic even when you visit for the firat time"

have a lot of pictures to post - dont have hello to post it - AND AM GETTING A NEW LAPTOP

and again

5 months, 2 jobs, 3 residences and all my posts - and i have packed my bags and moved all the way across to Kolkata now - new number, new address, new project, new organisation - and same old me.

It was shocking!! i mean it has been planeed for a month now - but been working 15 hours a day to finish the earlier project and this suddenly felt like waking up from a dream all exhausted in an unfamiliar yet regular world.

And the first time that I have left a city carrying no lingering images of the city no bonds with it and all of them centered around a single family and another room - and maybe a tree...

anyway here's to new beginnings and infrequent internet access...

like memories swept past

about last trip to bangalore too - Daddy's Deli opposite Bethany's is no longer there - simply not there - ironic? appropriate? - i dont know, tears leave no traces. blech what mush i write... but if the players not there what would be the stage be for any more... i want to shift to bangalore, i dont want to go there ever again... and i mean both

and back again

from delhi this time where lived next to CP on the 19th floor and saw delhi unfold every morning life a 3d map - wonderful - and with soon to be closed (CP branch) Nirula's Viennese Coffee IceCream which I do believe has to be one of the better ice creams in the world... (like i would know)... back and bored but next month is another city and another life to live for two months, am looking forward to it now....

currently reading "A Good Man is Hard To Find" horribly depressing but good. listening to Dave Matthews Band crooning "american Baby" and Green Day "wake me up when September ends"... nice.

oh and the sudden identity change etc because my boss stumbled on to the blog, and that was not nice...

not a loser

blooms in buttonholes
feathers in inkpots
misplaced wilderness
trapped beauty
i, however, stand inconspicuous
in my ugly shoes at home..

been a long time

and of course i was off again - to bangalore for a tremendously fun week - full of daru (alcohol) and desserts! back now, and so unhappy to be back...sigh! moved out btw - out of the crime scene to my office apartment - very nice except that ODing on the boss and his family. lovely people. but need to meet more people. and although i live next to the oldest and most famous/ prestigious of design schools in the country - still cant walk upto cool strngers to say hi. sigh! am such a loser...

and lovely

nothing is fair in love or war.