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Saturday, January 14, 2012

And then!!!!

So after almost 22 hours of travelling, i landed in Bombay. It took almost an hour for the checked in bag to co(a normal thing with most flights coming from USA) and i DID NOT head back home. Instead, i met a friend who was celebrating his/her birthday(Sorry cant divulge the name or the gender) and my friend was pleasantly surprised. I had bought a gift for this friend from USA. It was the same stripped mug set you see in the famous TV Series - 2 and a half men. The next few days was back to normal life. Home, Work, Watching movies, going out to eat once in a while. In the span of one month, i watched many movies, upgraded my skills at work, ate lots of chocolates, uploaded the 1000+ pics on facebook, had a school reunion after 9 years, went to Kihim Beach near Alibaug, drove to pune to meet an old college friend(to discuss a few things that may just help me in my personal life) who i was meeting after nearly 6 years, had a nice pre-christmas dinner with Avataar Baba and a nice Christmas Dinner with an office friend. In this interim, a very sad thing happened. My grandfather(Mum's Dad) passed away on Boxing Day. I was, anyways, schedule to meet him(Like i do once in a month) and the day i decided to meet him, he was hospitalized and he succumbed to 5 heart attacks. My grandfather was a very reserved person and had never seen the face of a hospital in his 85 years of existence. If you have seen Clint Eastwood's movie - Gran Torino - I can safely say that he was very much like the character of Walt Kowalski. Maybe a hard person from the outside but a very very very soft person from the inside. And co-incidentally, both Clint Eastwood and my grandfather share the same sun sign. It was a sad moment for my Uncle, who lost his sister(my mum) and his father(My grandfather) within a span of 9 months exactly. The next few days, as the tradition goes, were spent in mourning. Although, the only thing we did, was to go daily, for 4 days to my uncle's home and just sit and be with him in this time of grief. We also ensured, as the tradition goes, that the memorial took place on the 4th day. After that it was back to routine work. The new year's eve was relatively quiet. The 3 musketeers had a quiet dinner at a friend's place. We played some card games, went for a drive and then came home. The fat man decided to sleep over at my place as he didnt want to go home that late in the night(or early morning). Next day was just the usual routine Sunday. Then it was back to routine work and within no time did we realize that its already 2 weeks in to the new year. Very fortunately, the weather, at this time of the year has been awesome. It stays quite cold for most parts of the day and night and this is the coolest December/January this city has had in almost a decade. This is exactly the kind of weather i like. Hopefully, next month the weather will break the record and reach temperature of below 7 degrees Celsius. Keeping fingers crossed. So this, kind of, sums up every thing that has happened in the last couple of months that i have been not updating my blogs. I have no idea what this year has in store for me. The next couple of months are very crucial in terms of where my personal life is being head. And hopefully, it will only be positive and, as i keep saying, a pleasant and a win-win situation. 
So i guess, i should call it a night. Will be updating the blog on Sunday evening. Thank you all, who have been reading my blog, for taking time out for me. Your comments and feedback will be most appreciated.
And of course, how could i forget...,....and ode for my beloved///

A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance

The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds
Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones

And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain

Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits.



Good night!!

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