16.5 days ~ 400 hours ~ 272 waking hours ~ 2 festivals ~ 1 arrival ~ 1 departure ~ 2 birthday parties (one real, one not so) ~ ta-thai-tat-thai ~ so many pressure cooker whistles ~ 1 news.
“jaage hein der tak humhein kuch der sone do,
thodi si raat aur hai subah to hone do.
aadhe adhure khwaab jo poore na ho sake,
ek baar phirse neend mein woh khwaab bone do.”
-Gulzar for movie The Guru
So much has happened so far in the new year. At the wake of 2007 while watching Love Actually – an all time favourite movie – I was thinking whether this year would be as eventful as the last one. Recalling back, I had a typical twenty-something year in 2006. Ups and downs, extremes of sorrows n joys, loads of surprises – some good, some bad, heartbreaks n affairs, dreamless sleeps n sleepless nights, days of going hungry n hogging at 7 stars hotels, living in solitude-living with someone. If I were old n wrinkled, I would have proudly said, I have seen all the shades of life.
But 17 days gone and I know a lot more is to come.
So, what all has been happening? To begin with, the latest news is that, my bro-my roomie- and my best friend in town has left the country for few days. He would most likely be back by the end of next month. Till then, I am kinda lone n miserable. Well, in my defence, my training of 5 years of living alone went down the drain in past 6 months. Read Kafka’s Metamorphosis if you are unable to see my point. Kabhi kabhi akele mein, yeh gaana sun ker so jati hun aur filmi kadradaan mehsoos kerti hun –
“jab bhi milti hai mujhe, ajnabi lagti kyon hai
zindagi roz naye rang badalti kyon hai.
tumse bichde hein to ab kisse milati hai humhein,
zindagi dekh yeh kya rang dekhati hai humhein.”
-Shahryar for Umrao Jaan (1981)
To ab main bebas besahara kis bahane jiungi. The situation is worst for me, as I am one of those who live to eat. And one of those, who would die but won’t cook for herself. BTW, if you didn’t get it, my middle name is Contradiction. I am keeping my fingers crossed that none of my friends who have been offering to come to my place since yesterday (since Rajat left) and who I m kinda ignoring, read this post. Else we will only meet at my funeral next.
So I stop my fake cribbing here and give the good… nah.. the great news. And let me warn those who would choose to laugh on me now coz they would definitely regret later. When I would be performing on stage and you won’t get your free passes! I am learning bharatnatyam dance. Well, laugh if you want to. But thats the very problem with new gen. They would go for salsa, jazz, etc etc, but not for the most elegant, beautiful and (from experience) most difficult form of dance. Though there is pain and commitment involved, but I am loving every moment of it. Its like doing one of those things which you dream about but you feel you could never do.
Well, now for the second best news, my manager’s gone. Means he’s still very much alive and I do still see him. But he’s not my manager anymore! Yea!! Is it for better or worse, only time would tell, but for now I am happy.
If you are wondering why the title “wild things”? Well you see, I feel a lot is in store for me in the next few days. Like last night I was so freaked out, that as late as 9:10 I went out to hunt for ingrediants required to make jam! Apple jam that too! And I checked every open shop in the closing market to find Apple essence. Which I didn’t get finally and that jam bottle is still empty. I am trying every weird thing possible in kitchen. What more I am capable of doing in these next few days even I am scared to think of. But one thing is for sure, as Barney says, by the end of this period I would have a bag full of wild stories! Hope you do too Rajat! ;-)
PS: Heard the news about a friend getting engaged. If the news is true, I wish her all the happiness possible. And I hope my wishes reach her somehow.