Disclaimer: My thoughts being as scattered as they are right now (and me feeling absolutely no urgency in collecting them), this post might be a little disconnected.
After another long sabbatical from blogging, a re-debut of sorts. This has become routine stuff now, so I won't bother with the regular explanations. Hectic month, festive season and all that jazz.
Was in Bombay for about 10 days. I don't know what it is with me and you-know-who, every time I come back, I land right in the middle of this maharashtrian-outsider fray. It's uncanny down to the point of...well...bizzare. And a little annoying. Okay, a lot annoying.
I have rediscovered tea. As in I have rediscovered tea as my comfort drink. A dusting of elaichi, smattering of ginger, a pinch of chai masala. It rocks my life. Really. It's the daal-chawal of beverages, seriously. It's another layer of homecoming.
I have also recently realized that you can have comfort zones in everything. Comfort-people, comfort-food, comfort-drink, comfort-music, comfort-clothes, comfort-reading, comfort-place, comfort-activity...
It's been cool here in Bangalore, in contrast to Bombay (I have gone back to calling it Bombay now- call it my comfort-name or my little way of protesting). Just the kind of weather where you can go for long walks and not feel spent at the end of it. It becomes dark sooner in the evenings these days, but the nights, they're not totally black-dark. The night sky is a beautiful blue-pink, starless on most nights.
Work is a little more loaded than usual, though still not as loaded as I would like it to be. Testing has well and truly taken a back-seat in my life, sometimes I wonder if our main job-descriptions should read 'travelling'. Okay, honestly, I travel much much lesser than most people in this city do, infact I work about 5 minutes from home, but now that I am on locum for Jyoti, perhaps that will change for the worse.
I think I have for the moment exhausted my ramblings. Or maybe not. Like the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle that you invariably find under the cupboard or pillow after you have packed it up, I'll probably hit upon more things to write about after I log out. Probably. There's not one of Murphy's laws that don't work on me.
8 comments:
Firstly, I come on to your page the second after you post! My blog still tells me, you posted 2 days ago! Why?
How so scattered, posting because you are "egged on" by you-know-who and YET being so funny Ramya?
Goregaon house makes pathetic tea. Thane house makes awesome tea. Chai is a Thane house drink! I still drink pathetic Goregaon house tea because its a reminder of Thane House tea. And sometimes its well-behaved too.
Loved what you wrote about the jigsaw puzzles! It happens to me when i comment too. I comment. I want to comment again!
Like this :) I comment again because I find jigsaw pieces...but then I ignore new ones! And dont comment anymore.
Okay what happened was that I started this post 2 days back. Then I got all demotivated. So, it sat waiting patiently in my draftbox till I was ready to finish it off. And that's how.
Am happy you make me blog.
I want some well-behaved chai.
The jigsaw thing happens EVERY TIME I blog. EVERY TIME. trust me.
Yay. your turn again now?
chai is good, but i like it plain -no spice, just like life.
bless bangalore for its weather.
Yes lets all bless bangalore for its weather...Bombay needs tons of blessings too though...how have you been?
am good, wading thru the paltry enticements that the world has to offer, sometimes ona high, at others, on a low...:)
how r u? tis sad, all thats happening in bombay. i pray things get better - and that someone puts some sense into those guys heads.
Tell me about comfort stuff!! I find it more comfortable to being around firangs here in the US. they at least put me at ease. I have realsied that once Indians come to the US something happens to them, I don't know what, but they are weird...and I'm being tagged anti-indian coz i want to be normal..watever..i don't particularly care.
And yes i ahte the name mumbai for a whole lotta reasons thats will probably get me assasinated by a certain mr. thackeray wen i get back...but wen asked where i'm from i almost invariably say bombay..NEVER mumbai and i ahve people asking me "isn't it mumbai now?" and i say yes, it technically is, but to me bombay is home..has been, is and always will be....
Isn't it though? Yay yay yay! I am happy once more to see you here, Ashwini! Three Cheers to BOMBAY!!! Hip Hip Hurray!!!!
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