One of These Things First

I'm in love with Nick Drake's voice. It's so pure, and my heart feels like a feather when I listen to him in the early-morning hours. I'm listening to his song One of These Things First. It seems witty in a very strange manner, so detached. It goes like this:

I could have been a sailor
Could have been a cook
A real live lover
Could have been a book
I could have been a signpost (I can pull of being one quite easily ;)
Could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle
Steady as a rock
I could be
Here and now
I would be, I should be
But how?
I could have been
One of these things first

... rest of the Lyrics

You must try singing along...it's a lot of fun :) And oh... I almost forgot the most important thing - You can listen to the song here. Happy Listening!

Divided Loyalty

I did not belong to a political party and intend to move to another one. And no, I am not deciding between Dark Chocolate ice cream and the Litchee flavoured one. I like exaggerating, but not that much.

My heart is torn between two teams in the Indian Premier League. My life is divided between Chennai and Kolkata - so is my loyalty. I love rosogulla and shingara, as much as I relish my crisp dosa and onion sambhar. I enjoy my cha and I still need my filter kaapi. I am as nostalgic about Judges Court Road in Alipore, as I am about Besant Nagar in Adyar. Is it the Kolkata Knight Riders or is it the Chennai Super Kings?

Chennai Super Kings lost so badly to the Mumbai Indians yesterday. I was terribly disappointed, but then I saw a peaceful means for revenge. Kolkata will bash up the Mumbai team in tomorrow's game. Muahahaha! [Evil Grin]

Gosh... I am trying to create some sort of relationship between the Knight Riders and the Super Kings, instead of reaching a conclusion. I am really dreading a day - 3 days from now - May 18th, 2008. The day when my two teams clash again - when my heart will be torn into two innings. And oh.. did I already mention that I like exaggerating?

Do you mind?

Have you ever used the phrase ‘Do you mind’ in a question? And did you receive a weird answer?

Me: “Hey, Do you mind if I turn the AC on?”

Mr.X: “Yes...yes. ”

Me: [Wondering why he doesn’t want the AC!]

Errr… Ok. No problem.

Mr.X: Ya. No problem for me too. Put it no!

Me: Oh… you don’t mind the AC?

Mr. X: No… Noooo

Me: Well... [&*#$%#]

Mr. X instructs the driver to switch the AC on.

Me: Sigh of Relief!

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Me: Do you mind sitting next to the window?

Ms. Y: Yea… yea.

Me: It’s really cold…So…if you could…

Ms. Y: [Makes way for me to get the ‘window seat’]

Me: [&*$%$%]

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Me: Do you mind taking a picture?

Random guy in Goa: [excited] Yea!

Me: Ummm…

Random guy in Goa: [almost snatches the camera]

Me: [confused and posing for the picture]

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And oh... there's this song called 'Do you mind' which goes like this:

Do you mind if I ask you a question
Do you mind if I swear not to hurt you
Do you mind if I bring her still with me
Do you mind if I forget and thank you
Do you mind if I juggle the meaning

Do you care that I wear only silver
Do you care that set only stone
Are you angry the you I'm adopting
Is only a pretense at home

Do you mind if I make you wear earrings
Like she did, like you did before
Do you mind for I think I still love you
Do you mind
Always have
Evermore

All I can say is NEVER MIND and would you mind if I use ‘would you mind’ the next time?

Of Laryngitis and Saintly Feelings

I woke up one morning sounding like a frog. Err... I didn't kiss a toad hoping he would turn into a handsome prince. And no, I didn't dream of it either!

A few hours later, I was sitting in Y Hospital with Dr. S, the ENT specialist, closely examining my throat like it's an archeological site! Then he told me with a beaming smile, "Nothing serious. It's just laryngitis." Larrying-What! After seeing my face go white, he quicky added, "It's just acute throat infection!" Phew! My sigh of relief was short-lived. He not only prescribed half a dozen pills for the next 2 light years - but also advised 'voice-rest' for a week. [Lightning, Thunder, Bells Ringing, Dogs Barking...] I obviously didn't shut up. I just spoke less.

Some people thought I am terminally ill, some thought they dialled the wrong number, some thought I am in love (@#%#$%#@), and some assumed I have 'generally sobered down' (God Bless them). When I spoke to Appa, he said "Wow, mellowed eh.. you sound so lady-like" (Errr..How did I sound all these years?!) And I feel like a saint. An important saint that too – I think clearing your throat before uttering each word has that effect.

NEVER BEFORE:

Have I gulped down gallons of ginger tea

Have I gotten addicted to hot tomato soup

Have I wrapped a repeatedly ironed and tormented piece of cloth around my neck,
hoping the warmth will create some magic in my infected throat!

Have I watched a sidey Hindi movie, without commenting on anything at all!

Have I said No to eating spicy garlic roast dosa

Have my friends said “Plsss speak. Say something no!”

This is gonna be over soon. I CAN deal with this state of 'not-talking.'

Hail Laryngitis. God probably issued it to me in public interest!

Yours Oxymoronically

I walked past this store in Candolim, Goa. Designer Handbags. Leather Garments, Watches. All-Original-Fakes!!

And all this while, I thought using 'bigger half' is ridiculous.