Home alone

It feels weird to be back home so soon. My normal time to ring the doorbell in the evenings is anywhere between 9-10. Its only 7.30 now n Im alone. Well, am I? Not really. I have my thoughts n my music (IM on my player, now). Im trying to write here, but as usual, its not happening. N I’m also hungry……

15th Oct

Twas a terrible week. Started as usual but it came sometime during the midweek. Called up my close friend to wish her on her b’day only to realise that she’d died last week in an accident. I wasnt informed coz her cell got smashed n my number was gone…. I went numb on hearing the news. It took me sometime before I cud realise that the gal who was my everything was no more. Called up Zack n I broke down… I cried like a baby! My hands are trembling even as I’m writing this. My eyes are welling up yet again. Zack told me life has its own cruel ways of teaching us  simple things. While what he said is true, what I’m wondering is that what did it have to teach us n her family? Why does God have to be so ruthless to people who are so good? What did she do to lose her life like this? I dont know, but Im just unable to stop thinking abt all this.

New found shades of something with someone

Someone came to me with new shades of reds and oranges, to sooth my eyes

Someone held me close in twilight, to shower my with kisses

Someone held me tight, to reach out to my soul

Someone reached out for my ears, to whisper sweet nothings

Someone played with my unruly hair, to entwine me into things undefined

Someone gave me the spine to deal with naked truths that are most often disguised….

OTF n Dec

OTF ppl have been planning a party sometime in DEC. Some huge thing i suppose coz mails are being sent up n down asking for ppl to sing, dance in front of a 300 plus audience, meetings everywhere. System migration happenong in Dec. UATs from next week – Zack, me gonna need u bigtime in the coming days for this n my crazy doubts. SO make sure u r there for me, please.

So coming back to the party thing, Big Bee wants me to perform something. He doesnt know what n neither do i. He says everyone will have some hidden talent n that im no different. Wants me put him a mail abt what im gonna do. Here’s what gonna come form me – im a trapeze artist n i specialise in tight rope walking. Its a part of my daily job actually.

Here comes October…

For some strange reason, October (loonnnggggg hot n sultry days ahead) has always been my fav month. My best friend’s b’day, the first time i met my love, my first salary and many more! As for my professional life, its the second half year that has begun.

My blog home page shows September as Sep and that reminds me of the band Sepultura thats coming down to Indiii.. Shillong to be more precise (besides Delhi n Bangalore). Not many ppl know that folks from the NE are bigtime into rock. In fact, the place where I stay boasts of ppl from all cultures n varied backgrounds ( i believe that) and a huge chunk of it comprises of chinkis from Nagaland and Mizoram. Was standing outside an ATM last nite when i saw these guys in a cake shop. Iron Maiden, Dream Theatre and Pantera tees.

I was thinking of writing abt how easily ppl give up on each other (in r’ships) n here i am writing something totally different. May be in the next post or so when i collect my thoughts fully… Lets see what my head has to offer.