Day 'x'

x = something we don't know.

The reasons for my "neglecting" you, dear Diary Love :) :

(i) A friend said -share your thoughts with a different friend each time instead. Sounded reasonable. So, I wrote for you and pasted it on my email page instead... or just called up a friend:) and jabbered away to glory.


(ii) I've been really and truly tied up... I realize that the one thing I learned from my sister and from IIT that is really really handy is multi-tasking... work for 30hours a week(coursework not included)...or more,at times... ... and making sure music making/salsa parties / balls / select movies / PCH and Malibu canyon rides /conversations with friends and family are not missed... and reading are not compromised...you do realize I'm justified, right ,dearest ?


Ok... I saw this movie yesterday and I paid $11 for it... yes, this is me...but it wasn't anything but blood which did the magic... the blood which flows in my veins... however that may be interpreted :D. I felt extremely enriched...inspired...and proud ,all at once... proud of my background... proud of association with people who live and breathe passion for the traditional artforms... humbled and honoured by their greatness... and simplicity...



Whatever... the highlight of the weekend was an unexpected visit to the temple... friday raat bhar ,was watching Bhoot movies... and next morning, I get a call from my good friend ,aTrojan (fellow bruins,please dont pick up cudgels...:D).... "enna panra?"...."hey....verrrysleepy..can i call u back?" .... "Oye...wake up..its such a beautiful day ... I just wanted to find out if you wanted to join us in a visit to the temple" ...."Oh...sure. Eppo ready aganum?"...

Why does the Pacific coast lure me so much? Why have I become shameless these days...that I request every single person who's been driving me thro' any part of the city to get back to school on the road by the sea...? I don't think I should ever get a car here... I'll live like a gypsy on the Malibu canyon...

Hmmm...there's so much more to say... ab bas...sabko sab kuch nahin bolna chahiye... isliye, abhi ke liye ,tata !!!

One and a half

Its not day two yet... but almost there...

Wondering if I'm doing the right thing...assimilating nonlinear dynamics ,with Hariharan's ghazals in the background...

Happily and nervously looking forward to friday... scared and challenged at the thought of tomorrow... a long, long day... I should pull it through well...GOd...

A ray of belief has begun to cross my system... it was existent , but dormant for sometime now...

I shouldn't blog... its against the person in me who feels thoughts should not be displayed on a public forum... let me do it till the magic wears away :). If I persist, then its probably worth it... not thinking...

Recommended : Sharab la ,sharab de ; Kaash ; Hariharan. For more maudlin moods : Main khayal hun.

Ab chup rahne ka waqt hai. Padhna hai.

Day one.

No great poetry or profundity...
no recommendations for readers...

this is my own space... i've been postponing the date of writing a "diary" ... when I was sad, I didn't believe I could encapsulate my thoughts in words... on the other hand, when I felt ecstatic, I felt joy that was ineffable...

however.. today ,i feel up to it. Hence, I write.

Started the day off with this thought - for NO reason - "It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness". I woke up reluctantly (as always :)) ... I had had a hard night... conversations from across the seas wasn't particulary pleasant ... and one other conversation was absolutely amazing...and refreshingly different. I dedicate the feeling of fulfilment thereof to Lizst.

A quick bath. A shot of filter coffee. A quick ride (!) to university - met two students who were studying music in theater ...needless to say, we struck an instant chord :). Donning the teacher's role... an overflowing class... rushing off at the stroke of 1 for a class at the Anderson School of Management... with my friend by my side...

3-4 more teaching... 4-5 mindless wandering and "experimenting" classes on technology management and social entrepreneurship at Anderson. At 5, I felt sleep and hunger and boredom... slept for about 15 minutes in open air on a bench at school... went to Northern Lights for a burrito (beans,rice n cheese) .... ahhh...firmly ensconced in a comfortable seat, eating ...and watching news about some vague rape episode (the fuss these people make..they discuss one rape for 75 minutes... BOY.....) ... reading the Daily Bruin...

Time for coffee next... met up with a friend... spent some nice time at the Boelter courtyard...shamelessly crosslegged (:D) and sitting in silence, disturbed by occasional words... spring's in the air... there were fresh blooms on the trees...and a warm, welcome Pacific wind...

Back here...at my latest obsession - the Rosenfeld library... welcomed by emails and messages from "my" people... and I shall go get some work done...I obviously will do quality work... for my friend is out there ,waiting for me...

While I was walking from the Boelter quadrangle to Rosenfeld, I realized : angels do exist... and life is simply awesome... I just didn't see it all this while...