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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.

Hello!

b'lored!

I HATE BANGALORE!!!

Before you make any conclusions , these were the words uttered by my sister as she returned back from a one month getaway from home , completely filled with adventure .. aah ..

not for her though! ;)

This one month if nothing else, i have been ROTFL!

She would be graduating as a lawyer next year and she bagged a one month internship in one of the best law firms in the country!

Day 2

Venue : FM office

She is about to take her seat in the office when in the middle of a hall full of advocates and directly opposite to the Senior Advocates desk, she trips and falls!

The whole crowd bursts out laughing!

Day 6

Time : Early Morning

Condition : Voice less due to entangled tonsilitis

Consequence : Multiple visits to the doc accompanied by uninvited leaves from office.

..ok i know..thats sad .. but read on!

Day 10

Time : Late in the evening

She calls me and shouts: 'foooo (name with-held to maintain anonymity ;)) ! Mai naali mein gir gaya!'

(trans: 'foooo! i fell in a pit)

I respond back : 'Abhi kahan se bolri hai , naali se?'

(trans: 'Currently where are you calling from, the pit??)

We all here at home were in fits of laughter.

Consequence : The biggest pit in bangalore has been dug at the cost of an unfoldable knee!!

Day 20

Time : 11AM

I get a call from my cousin. She asks 'Did you by any chance loose your wallet when here in January?'

I started laughing like crazy once again .. and told her that i would get back in sometime.

My sister was pick-pocketed by some smart-ass in the bus while she was on her way to office! The best part , she was not aware till the time i called up and asked her to search for it!! Man!

Luckily, her wallet was found by some sane guy, who took out a SIM in the wallet , put in his cellphone and picked out my cousin's number!

but..heh!

Day 31

Time : Early in the morning

I get a call stating the stories of the previous night! What was said is better left unrevealed! Hic ! ;)

Today , she was home and she opened her luggage and for the first time i saw what stones she had carried all the way!

When she had left for bangalore, she paid some 1K odd for over-luggage while flying! She was gone but we were all eyeing with crazy questions!

It was only today that i saw that she was carrying 8 pairs of footwear , all of them with decent dimensions! WTH! ;)

I still do not know what the above incidents have to do with her opinion on the city , but man i still giggle at her pit-falls and  torn pockets! :D

Welcome back you b'lored soul! :)

 

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