The March Return
Hmmmm...
Back after quite a while. The accelerator's been pushed too hard and the brake just fails to respond. Before crashing and burning myself up badly, I discovered on a Saturday morning that I haven't been really committed to my life partner - this blog. So with due apologies, I hereby embark on another beautiful journey with it.
As always weird things have been happening all around me. Or maybe am weird. Updates:
1. Been a rollercoaster ride the last 3-4 weeks. Lots of ups, ups with lots of twisting and excruciating churnings of the soul. A crash too. New experiences added the extra zing. Yeah...I adore the sine wave called life.
2. Work somehow gets appreciated. Somehow I get the feeling, its all been fixed.
3. They: "I believe you are capable of doing this. So can you please..."
Me: "Uhhh...well...yeah"
4. Paradox. Irony. Oddity. But the dream remains. First steps taken.
5. The Last King of Scotland is memorable in parts, The Departed is f***ing stupendous and 300 is bloody, gory, grossly aesthetic.
6. Experienced the most surreal sunrise ever from Taramati Peak. Not to forget the fleetingly orgasmic sunset at Konkan Kada. A thrilling shivering night in a cave.
7. Muscles finally seem to be responding.
8. Hair's long enough to irk Mom.
9. A Hundred Years of Solitude conquered. Thank you Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Kiran Desai's Inheritance of Loss and Wodehouse's Imperial Blandings waiting to be devoured. But first, Ms. Rowling.
10. Still single? Yeah. Forever? Maybe. Do I care? No.
Back after quite a while. The accelerator's been pushed too hard and the brake just fails to respond. Before crashing and burning myself up badly, I discovered on a Saturday morning that I haven't been really committed to my life partner - this blog. So with due apologies, I hereby embark on another beautiful journey with it.
As always weird things have been happening all around me. Or maybe am weird. Updates:
1. Been a rollercoaster ride the last 3-4 weeks. Lots of ups, ups with lots of twisting and excruciating churnings of the soul. A crash too. New experiences added the extra zing. Yeah...I adore the sine wave called life.
2. Work somehow gets appreciated. Somehow I get the feeling, its all been fixed.
3. They: "I believe you are capable of doing this. So can you please..."
Me: "Uhhh...well...yeah"
4. Paradox. Irony. Oddity. But the dream remains. First steps taken.
5. The Last King of Scotland is memorable in parts, The Departed is f***ing stupendous and 300 is bloody, gory, grossly aesthetic.
6. Experienced the most surreal sunrise ever from Taramati Peak. Not to forget the fleetingly orgasmic sunset at Konkan Kada. A thrilling shivering night in a cave.
7. Muscles finally seem to be responding.
8. Hair's long enough to irk Mom.
9. A Hundred Years of Solitude conquered. Thank you Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Kiran Desai's Inheritance of Loss and Wodehouse's Imperial Blandings waiting to be devoured. But first, Ms. Rowling.
10. Still single? Yeah. Forever? Maybe. Do I care? No.
Labels: Diary
posted by Tejas at 7:41 AM
2 Comments:
The return is sweet, little sour and good too.
i like the way u covered just about every area in a few words man!
and yes, The Departed is just amazing!
Cheers and hv a gr8 week! :)
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