To friendship , insanity, busrides and Gopi

She  sat at the window  looking as  pretty  as  a  rose  

I watched with hesitant intent  , as she struck a  pose

What was to be , would be  , but i dint know  yet

She’d  get off at the  same stop and  turn my head

We walked home , talking  of the stories from yore

We talked of the  present, the future and  what  was before

We shared music ,  stories  jokes  and heart breaks

The rains, movies , coffees and caramel chocolates

The days were short  and so were the bus rides

But man will i miss them those insane tides

Lunatic thoughts and blasphemous cries

Heartfelt conversation and the lighter  side of life.

You made me feel good, you made me fell blessed

Friends  like you could raise some one from the dead

A true friend i have  found in you lill mis Gops

So i wish it all comes to you your dreams your  hopes

A good friendship never comes to an end

So as  you drift  in your world and in the  free time  that you spend

Think of me sometimes and  you will know

That  friends like me don't easily let go

So let me  stop rhyming and put this straight

Gops  your  my friend forever and thats just your fate


Its at fortunate times that you choose  to open your  mouth to befriend someone  special,  someone  gifted , someone  slightly insane. And then your worlds  rocked and nothing is the same. When we  became  friends  and when a bond was  made is difficult to discern but from that  moment on , my lifes clearly  been different in a special way. Be it quick , juggad  for  booze,  or the  desire to watch a movie and  most importantly  a chat you have  been there for me . Thank you my friend . 

Its difficult to explain what  you represent  to me Fresh as a breeze  , brightness of a  sunflower , beauty of a  sunrise ,  heart of a  tigress, chatter of the rain , laughter of a friend, warmth of  a bears hug,  innocence of a  dew drop and the mystery of the sea all rolled into one super happening  though slightly stubborn, completely crazy free minded spirit who i like to call my friend  my compadre.  

You are  special that  is for sure will miss you buddy once  you  are not on that  apollo bus. I ll miss the morning auto rides  , and the confidence building / shattering  pillion rides on your bike. Will miss the  golgappa and the icecream and some of the cheesy popcorn with some more  cheesy dip.  But most importantly ill miss your smile and the MAST good morning. 

Not that im dying or will never see you again , I'm just being melodramatic (ab there saath rehunga to thoda sa nautanki to karunga na ) but  just thought would let you know Love you loads Gops  take care and all the best.

2014 - Resolutions just a bit late (damn i will not procastinate in 2014)

I know its a bit late but honestly im not really one for resolutions, nether setting them up nor following them through. I however  am a  man for  introspection,  and have  my regular bouts with the self. Punches are thrown and journeys are mapped . Whether  these sessions really add  any value im not too sure but then i wonder whether everything needs  to add value.

So here goes what  ill be  this year and  what i wont

1) The ATHLETE - Yeah yeah thats  projecting it a  few  notches higher  than what  it  is, but  sounds  good so  ill excercise like iv done in the  previous year just a  bit more regularly and  with more joy and  by the  end  of  ill run in something be it a  5k or a  half marathon but  i will participate and  put  myself forward there.

2) Quality IDEAS Man   -  I will put more effort behind shaping an idea before i present  it -  The  problem is i have a gun of a  mouth and a  trigger happy brain. As soon as  i see a  pattern or a  prejudiced data  sample  im off shooting a  sometimes less cooked or  less thoroughly researched idea  into the world and  when that happens, the  idea  dies a  premature death. Not all of them, some live,  but then to really  be an influencer i think ideas need to have a  stronger back bone.

3) The PLUGGIST - Jab-jab-jab -jab right  hook. Drilled it. I will be  fearless this year  , will  skillfully block or take the  punches that come my way and will hit back with accuracy and control. No im not a  boxer  but however life's a  bout. I have often been to scared to even get into the  ring, to scared to take a punch, and  when you are scared its very rarely that  you win a  fight. You spend too much energy dodging punches, to atually throw any of yours and no matter  how  good you are you will get  clipped atleast sometimes. So ill be braver this year.

4) SOCIAL Monkey - Ill jump, ill play and  ill have my way. Cant  really call myself a  butterfly now can i , again that's a  bit exaggerated.  Ill be open , ill be  kind  , ill be  less judgmental. I will meet my friends and make new ones when the  opportunity presents itself. I will be open to opportunity and  not push it away because of either  lethargy or other  made  up excuses.

5) FAMILY Guy - No not the cartoon character, i will keep in touch i  will make and  effort to open the  computer to skype  i will not be frivolous and  will make sure that everyday  communication is of a good quality.  I will love and will express it.

6) Shakespeare HESS - I will write  something by the  end  of this year  be it a  page  , a chapter, a  short  story or a   book. No matter  how bad it is, no matter how busy i get i will write and  share  it  with people that matter . I will start on this journey too.

7) The TOURIST - I will visit one new city alone  or with friends, planned  or unplanned , for a  day  or a  week , and  i will capture something from it .

Well thats about it 7 seems like a  good  number, a happy, doable, sexy number . So lets see how it  goes this year,  lets  see who i am in 2015.

 

After Dark another random book

Read a new book another handout from stinks she seems to be a major source for appeasing my literary appetite currently. Another book which seemed to go no where by the end of it. And yet another tantalisingly interesting read.

A bit weird in terms of its subject a beautiful woman whos asleep for over two months , not in a coma but asleep and isolated within a room by her own choice and her boringly ordinary sister whos out for a night about, just to get away from it all. Another morbid book you'd think but surprisingly well written . The books called After Dark, and its by Haruki Murakami. Probably will try and read another one of his books

Its strange what all one can enjoy reading at times , its wasnt the story or the plot which was really absorbing but rather the style in which the book was written its the  conversations that he makes  interesting. Its not the  plot or the story that grips you but the  details of ordinary conversations, the lengths  of them its  like being there. I never knew  conversations could be that  interesting but  i guess from my latest  post its visible that at times they are.

The  book also involves a  chinese  prostitute working for the  chinese  mob, and an It professional who vents out his frustration or gets his  pleasure from hitting this  girl. Thats what the  book ends  abruptly  and  you are  left wanting more  a bit more but at the same time satisfied because the plot wasn't as gripping anyways. The journey through it was  good but the destination you aren't quite sure of.

I have read this book once again since the post was originally written and  nothing has changed but somehow the second read was better . Should get another  of his books

The search for Shambhus

Its been ages since i went  out on one of my random walks with a  purpose, some how Ahmedabad  is not the right  place to go for walks its either too sticky or well  this season too wet.  Its not just the weather  it just doesn't  feel right for some strange reasons either the roads are too full or too empty or just too dusty.

But i guess thats the way it flows. Ahmedabad  is a  nice  city to be in though. People seem nice, its a  bit disorganised but then which place in India isn't except for  maybe Chandigarh. Its filled  with superrich people and with people who love to eat out. Be it street food or restaurants  everything seems so filled. Do people not cook  at home. I guess when theres no alcohol you need to find other  ways to let  your hair down. Its a bit weird for a  stranger  in town used  to his drink. Its not that  i drink too much its just that  now that  i know its  not available that  i think about it  at times. I don't  crave for it just think about it once in  a while.

Im sitting in a  cafe today came out just for a  change  of scenery sadly enough my search for Shambhu Cafe was futile as there seem to be only two particular units in town which have a  nice sit in place, others are  these  roadside  shacks horrible stinky  places. Very nice sp cold coffee though .  Thick creamy yummy thats basically what  i was  after so after  having a  coffee while  holding  my nose i came across the road in lure of free wifi which today is slow so im not using it. im carrying my own 3g equipment  thank god for that.

So im sitting in a decent  cafe with an AC having a  shite coffee and  some ok pizza veg of course .  Didn't  realise  i had  worked up such an appetite.  there  are only two people in the cafe maybe its the time. The couples discussing marriage which probably is their  plan for  the  future. The girl discusses how  she needs to change her job, her frustrations and her  plans. Working in the  big 4  seems to the  common dream here.  I have come across so many people  in the  recent  past that either are working there or have worked there  and though they all praise it but they are just so completely sapped of it. She does not want to work there.  But i got sidelined i caught a  bit of their conversation based around the  girl not wanting to work after marriage or taking it easy. The  guy agrees but with a slight change  in his tone im not too sure  if  he's happy , but  he's supportive . Now shes complaining about how the guy  didn't  quite prepare her for an interview he had arranged  , damn so much complication. Do normal people discuss this,  is this what  couples conversations  today are  about. I guess it depends upon what  phase of the relationship you are in. Damn so many unhappy people so much mess in the  world. I guess thats the way it goes.

Job hunting  has been such a horror , that  i just get put off by even someone else's angst about job search. I guess  im a true escapist cos id  even run away from these  conversations.

Its started raining remember  the wet i had the sticky before  now  on my way back i might just get the wet too. Its just drizzling its quite nice looking out of the  window watching  people  go by . I hadn't quite noticed the  rain till the  girl mentioned it.

Now she talks about marriage and about how her family is looking to get her married soon , what shock thought  they had solid plans for marriage, i guess  life is really complicated, suitors in Agra are  mentioned. The  plots  getting thicker and  my ear stand up  as the conversations  goes down a few decibels.   Theres a  complication between the boy  and his father  he works with his father  but the  girl perceives some sort of a  distance between them. Her father wants  her to get married, she has to go meet this boy in Agra, she doesn't want  to but has too as she cant quite refuse point blank i guess i walked  into a real situation here.

This  phase  of a  relation is so boring and probably so important  again something  that  i get uncomfortable with, not about  hidden affairs but  about the  certainty of getting tied down to one  single  person. Again not that i have this whole bunch of women in my cupboard or that i am a  polygamous man , im strictly monogamous in fact im chronically single for quite  some time now. But its just like with the  drink i guess  when im certain that this is  it ill miss it the  most ,ill moss being single or having a choice.

The discussions moved  on while  im contemplating my position and the discussion has moved on to what to eat and where to go Funs had discussing the  various couisines  they could try including snake and others they are  veg  probably both of them. They decide that enoughs been achieved  here and its time to leave,  The girl is summing it up  well while shes  leaving "Kya  discussion hua or  koi solution nahin hua".

Its  just amazing how frivolous  relationships are i mean two minutes ago there seemed to be so much gloom and the conversation had  almost died  out  and  all of a  sudden the  love is back again just because  they discussed about where  to eat. Lovers have such short memories at times maybe theres a  learning to be had there that  solutions  will come and  there no great use  in contemplation take  life  less seriously and  it will  be  better. Or maybe its just that we are Ahmedabadi,s food  , talking about food makes  us happy .

Shambhu dear Shambu where  art though i seek thy thick sugary cold coffee to make me happy again.    

Long sip goodbye

That  looks  good she said  ,  i told her  it was  mine she offered a swap. I refused  we fought and parted ways , but as i reached the stairs it struck me  in my hurry my heart was  away. I went  back for it but she wasn't in the room. I scanned  the periphery  i longed for her scent, but  there was nothing there  not even a  trace.

Love had found its way into my heart but sadly in my fight for possession i had broken hers. I didn't quite  know how to get back to her , she was a stranger in   strange town, it was just a  night. We had never exchanged numbers , how do i look for her now. 

I ran through uncertain corridors searching shouting out her  name for thats all i had.  I  worked harder just to numb the  pain , did she feel it too hadn't  i broken her heart. I came home desolate and made myself a  cup of coffee the  taste was bitter  on the tongue but oh so right. While i sipped my coffee, it came back that night.  As i was lost in the aroma there  was  a ring at the  door and  there stood  lady love  ready to implore. I  invited her in and made her  sit and then i remembered what  we had fought over  oh shit. I  showed her  the door and bid her  goodbye  for it was my beautiful cup of coffee on which she had an eye. 

Nescafe coffee at its best , do you really need  anything else hahahaha.