and it happend like this

Kingfisher says, Fly the good times and it was a sign of things to come.

Two nights, three days. I was in a different world. Crazy moments, good times, good food and most importantly good company. An amazing host, wonderful people and a kid who for a change, I felt comfy being around with. Yeh kids aren't really that bad.

Staying up late in the night and talking, meeting up over coffee, the crazy driving in Delhi, whiskey on the rocks, a miserable hangover earlier today thanks to which I got some more hours to spend. Bidding goodbye...

Delhi was warm while Bangalore cold. And I don't mean just the weather. Getting on the call with Bond on my way back home from the airport woke me up from this dream. It sucks in a way to be back to the familiar surroundings, those haunting thoughts, the same old routine.

No wonder, good things come in small packages.

uuuuummmmm.....

Three (failed) attempts at logging into blogger only to end up staring at the screen before falling asleep and my notebook hibernating, getting up in the middle of the night to get this thing off me.

So before I doze off again... atleast I managed to write this much.

My head is empty... oh when did I say that it wasn't??

Say it right

Was listening to a podcast last night and came across this track once again. I was instantly transferred to a path down memory lane. At times I miss Malta. The distance I could keep from people, most importantly. India is getting to be quite noisy and nosy.

There's something about this song that brings with it those memories.

Having said that Nelly Furtado sure looks pretty as well, not to forget her voice. It was by chance that I had discovered her through the song 'Say what you want' from the album 'Powerless.' I remember the following evening I was at Music World picking up all her albums.

It's one of those evenings.

The wet weather outside, the cool breeze hitting me and this track playing on my iPod, in the cover of darkness. Head clear of all thoughts. A bit sleepy, watching the world go by as I whisper Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me.

Crazy train..

I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

said Ozzy..

A picture speaks more than words... so i'll have the pics speak for themselves.


After serious contemplation since the last two years and a chance discovery of the tattoo artist, it finally happened today.

Edit

1. Yes that's my arm. (Looks a bit gay thanks to all the hair that was shaved off)
2. It's not tribal. It's a pheonix, tweaked with the sharp edges. (Chosen by moi)
3. No, it didn't hurt (atleast not the first time) the second filling though was quite uncomfy.

Nothing much really...

There's a lot to write, to ponder and brood about but it's just not happening. I guess the point being that maybe I take life too seriously... and some people (who matter, me thinks) too. Wish things could be different, me inclusive where I could just give a fuck about someone or anyone as a matter of fact. But.. that's not going to happen. Atleast not in the near future.

I like the Vodafone ad- Life is now featuring those insects (dragonflies?) Does strike a note but I suppose such things look fancy only from a distance.

Went home last weekend. I think i'm getting to be lazy when it comes to travelling. Took me nearly half a day to convince myself that I had to go home to finish up some pending business. As always screwed up while booking the tickets and as always was lucky enough to get it sorted without having to pay anything extra and as always got pulled up by the security having had to surrender my ciggie lighter. This takes the total count to 3 lighters donated to AAI so far.

Spending the 2 days at home made realize how different the two cities are. Bangalore represents work work and more work, while home was pleasantly comforting. I could feel the load off my head for the two days. Flying back on Monday morning and heading straight to work and back to the grind.

Talking of other things... I'm seriously considering picking up the new Tissot T- Touch. My Swatch still manages to attract some eyeballs, but I think it's time my wrist saw a new watch. Priced well over 25k, it's going to take me a while to convince myself that it will be a good buy. Sigh!!

I discovered that almost everyday there has to be an instance at work when my patience is put to the test. Moments when I realize that i'm about to snap. Thankfully so far, my conscious effort to calm myself works just in the nick of time. I hate it and I love it.

It's been over a month since I joined this place and turns out that i'm the only person in the team who has no clue about the personal lives of others in my team and all they know about me is what was on my resume. It was brought to my attention in a rather rude way, yet again over lunch. I'm beginning to despise the luncheon conversations.