All about him

He takes up most of the bed.. and most of my thoughts.. so i think i'll stop resisting the urge to write about it.. :D

Art

SCENE : (Coast to Coast restaurant in Koramangala.
A quick weekday lunch to beat being bored at work.
Waiting for our order of chicken sukka and neer dosa)

me : (pointing to one of the posters on the wall)
Do you know what that is?

him: Yakshagana

me: Yup... didn't think you'd know :)

him: I've performed.

-pause-

me: You've WHAT?

him: Performed.

me: Performed?

him: Yup.

-pause-

him:(caving in to my 'yeah right' look)
Performed.. as in.. "helped" them perform..

me:( laughing).. oh i see.. and thats the same thing..

-after a couple of minutes-

him: Actually.. we used to get drunk and then 'perform' on the terrace in our hostel

me:!!!!!!!!!! (berating myself for assuming there was a possibility of truth
in the idea that he could have helped someone perform yakshagaana
, since his college was in suratkal)

- pause -

him: I've also done Kathakali..

me: Drunk? on the terrace?

him: Yup

- another couple of minutes -

me: (looking at the yakshagana poster on the wall)
S0... when you're drunk and performing yakshagaana and kathakali on the terrace...
how would you know the difference?

him: The Mudras... (ofcourse)

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The girl with a million faces...

Welcome Home G!

Wanted : Person

To watch me bawl my eyes out, pour shots to get me pitch drunk, make sure i pass out, tuck me in, feed my dog. Applicants should not ask any damn questions. Smokers preferred. Will write note to make sure you get dropped back home.

Really...

How do you tell people that new born babies are NOT cute?
Give it a couple of months and then we'll decide..

P.S: Are they? Is there something wrong with me?

24-08-08

I am the engaged ...

These are a few of his favourite things...

Stones, Ants, Bras, Socks, Shoes, Chappals, Underwear, Handkerchiefs, Mobile phones, Mobile phone chargers, Sticks, Bottles, Plastic bags, Boxes, Books, Tissues, Caps, Plants, Pillows, Soft Toys, Tennis Balls, Bedsheets, Coconuts, Mugs, Brooms, Dustpans, Doormats, Spoons, Forks, Leaves, Bones, Ice cubes, Flowers and Hands (occasionally)..

...TO CHEW UP and destroy (occasionally).

Thankyou....

To momentary distractions that give you a second to pose before you once again lunge at your photographer and try to eat her Canon EOS 400 D.

Quotes...

There are many ways to love someone. Sometimes we want love so much, we're not too choosy about who we love. Other times, we make love such a pure and noble thing, no poor human can ever meet our vision. But for the most part, love is a recognition, an opportunity to say, "There is something about you I cherish." It doesn't entail marriage, or even physical love. There's love of parents, love of city or nation, love of life, and love of people. All different, all love.


P.S.: Sometimes you read something that makes sense to you.. It maybe a very obvious idea.. but the words fit together and ring a bell in your mind.. Reason enough to write it down somewhere.

New Year so far..

Typhoid for Jan.. Relapse for Feb.. Ruptured appendix for March..
Three months medical leave at home sweet home..
Life is good. Certainly leaves no room for complaints :D