Holding the Mic

Work to MIC. The transition is still on.

From air-conditioned cabs to ever-rattling town buses, from 5 figure salaries to haggling for 5 Rupees. Kingfisher Airlines to Durgamba Travels, buffet breakfast spreads to bread masala in the press-cart, plush cubicles to back benches, impulsive shopping sprees to shoe-string budgets, meetings to chai breaks, video-conferencing rooms to the college common room, from who’s who at work to campus love stories, work targets to assignment deadlines, induction and training to interaction with the seniors, Airtel Postpaid to Vodafone Prepaid, from the hustle and bustle of Hyderabad to the peaceful almost rehab-like silence of Manipal.

The rush to the library a day before the assignment deadline, tagging along to the college mess, never-ending card games in the common room, sweet buns, Mangalore tiles, Udupi Adlabs multiplex trips – All I can say is – Mmm.. Lovin’ it!

And it strikes!

I was booking the ticket to Blore this morning. When I chose the 'One-way' option, instead of the default 'Round Trip' option, it struck me that there's no coming back. Atleast not for a while.

The replies to the Goodbye email, scheduled lunches, planning for the weekend 5 days in advance! Movies, Pot-lucks, Coffees, Sweet-Nothings. Sorting, Throwing, Giving away, Packing. Calling the Movers, Airlines, and everybody else. Chaos. Ah... there's more to come.

So Long, Google.

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?