One of those days

Ever felt too bored, like on a sleepless summer night?
Can't think clear, just don't feel right?
The hands of the clock have caught your gaze?
This, today, is like one of those days...

You're sitting idle, but you got a lot to do
but you're fed up of the work, and work hates you too?
Your coffee's gone cold, it was the tenth? anyways,
This, today, is like one of those days...

Its time for lunch, but even eating's a pain
Is that rice or some uncooked grain?
for company all you have is the spoon on your tray
This, today, is like one of those days...

There's still a lot to do, and not much time!
But who gives a damn when you're losing your mind?
Every hour now feels like a hundred Mondays
This, today, is like one of those days...

Now you start to talk! But only let out a sigh
Every other sound is like the buzzing of a fly
your sanity and you have just parted ways...
This, today, is like one of those days...

Long walk home

Walked from Brigade Road to HAL Airport yesterday night after dinner. Yahoo Maps says that's a bit more than 8 km.

We hadn't planned it really, just got bored of waiting for the bus. Speaking of which, 'tis pretty difficult to get transportation after 9:30pm in Bengaluru, or at least in some parts of the city, if I have to sound logical :P

Good Morning!

RIP Richard Wright

Richard Wright, founder, keyboardist and pianist for Pink Floyd passed away on 15th September, 2008 of cancer.

Richard Wright was an influential musician. His richly textured keyboard playing was a big part of the psychedelic/progressive sound of Pink Floyd. Not one to hog all the limelight, he was the pivotal rhythm man among the fab four.

It's just shocking. Here I was hoping for a Pink Floyd reunion.

God knows, maybe the heavens need to be psyched up!

Rest in Peace Richard. You'll be missed.

Quoting from 'Us and Them' from the album 'Dark Side of the Moon', one of his compositions.

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny its what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, its a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

The most of this month ...

Song for the mood: Avengi Ja Nahin - Rabbi

What have I heard most in the past month, stuff, from people, in general ...
1. Such a short hair-cut! Tirupati?
2. Bangalore roads suck!
3. Dude, you've lost weight ... enough ... how much do you want to lose?
4. Tirupati?
5. No work in office ...
5. Dude, you've put on a bit. Join a gym or something ...
6. Bangalore traffic sucks!
7. Are you following Amir Khan style? (in reference to Amir's Ghajini style)
8. Too much work in office ...
9. We should go somewhere on the weekend :-P

Yes, such is life ...

Lady drivers

Song for the mood: Livin' lovin' maid - Led Zeppelin

So, there's this lady driving a Qualis. When she's about to join the main road from the service lane, she takes her hand off the wheel, looks up (to God) and joins both her hands to mutter a small prayer. All this while the car is cruising along a busy Outer Ring Road at past 6:00 in the evening.

Lady, I only hope you were praying for everyone else on the road at that time.

That's why we eat paan ... oh Newtonwa ...

Song for the mood: Khaike Paan Banaraswala - Kishore Kumar

Overheard in the elevator, yesterday.

"You know Newton right?"

"Of course!"

"Ok ok, so you would be knowing about his First Law ..."

"What?"

"Newton's First Law. You know, the one about ... "

"Ya ya, so what about it?"

" ... bodies in rest or motion. A body that is in motion continues to be in motion ... and etc etc"

"Huh ... hmmm ... err ... "

"Sooo, when we eat we are technically in motion. Our body is moving, internally"

"... ok ..."

"And that is why after lunch we have to slowly bring it to rest"

"Is that so?"

"And that is why we eat paan ... to slowly bring the body to rest"

Bet you didn't know that! Did you?

A day at a time

Song for the mood: Neele Gagan Ke Talein - Mohd. Rafi

Picture this - its early in the morning, about 6:30 or 7:00 am. You are looking out into the morning sun as he too breaks his sleep, stretching out his rays one at a time. A light breeze has wrapped you within itself. You can hear the sweet gurgling sound of water in the stream. You feel calm. Composed. Still drowsy. The breeze gets stronger, you shiver a bit but its enjoyable, especially with the hot tea that you are sipping peacefully. Aah, the sweet melodies of the stream water ... the sweet smell of the wet earth! The breeze is getting stronger and stronger now. Maybe you need to brace yourself. What's this? The sound of the river has ... gone. Vanished! And what's that strange sound? Clang! Clang! What is happening? More sounds ... humans? Animals? There's that clanging again! And then suddenly, the sun goes out ...

Before you scratch your head, lets give you the real deal:
- It is 6:30 or 7:00 in the morning. The only reason you are up at such an hour is so that you can take a warm water bath before the power cut comes along, which can come at anytime "between 6:00 to 10:00am for public convenience"
- You are sipping a cup of tea. How peacefully you sip it depends on how well did you make it.
- You are standing in the balcony of your first floor apartment block which is so well packed on all sides by other buildings that it is always very calm.
- It is cold at such a time in the morning here in Bengaluru. So cold that the hair oil has become a hair gel. Light breeze my ass!
- Wet earth is the nice little muddy path in front of the building. Yes, muddy which is originally sandy. Then, with the extremely large amounts of washing water thrown out by ladies in the nearby places and overnight rainfall (sometimes) it becomes ... muddy.
- There is a drainage pipe that runs on the side of your building it happens to pass along side the balcony. So anytime, anyone in the entire building flushes his *cough* toilet *cough* you can hear the sweet sound of the water gurgling ...
- There are a lot of bhajiwallas that brave the muddy streets everyday morning. Animals? Read as 'dogs'
- Someone in the nearby vicinity performs puja in the morning. During the same he bangs plates together. Yes, he takes two steel plates and bangs them together ... repeatedly!
- Finally our rising sun. It is the toilet light of the first floor apartment across the wet earth path. No wonder the sun goes out many times in the morning ... ;)

A day at a time. A single day at a time. And every day begins like ... this ... :)

Welcome oh life! We missed you ...