19.12.11

The countdown has begun. Thirteen days to the end of yet another year. Time is flying. The year has been a blur. If I were to blink right now I'd see a week pass by. Just like that. But then they say that when you are having a good time an hour feels like a second. I'd love to hit the slow-mo button on life though.

A friend told me yesterday that she didn't think I was the eldest sibling in the family. She told me that I am too carefree for an elder brother. I want to take that as a compliment but I am not sure. I smiled weakly and changed the topic of discussion.

I need my six-seven hours of night sleep. At a stretch. Generally I don't have much trouble getting it too. Also when I am sleeping you'll need to create a lot of noise and disturbance to upset my slumber. Lately though sleep has been behaving like that mistress who visits often but doesn't stay for long and runs away at the slightest sign of trouble. It feels like inside me there is some kind of restlessness of a task not completed; of a call not returned; of a book unfinished; of a friend lost; of a dream unfulfilled.

May be I am not so carefree after all. Caring is important, no?

16.12.11

This date means something. All dates which add up to 7 mean something in my life. There always is some connection. But right now I can't remember the reason for this one.

I ate two lunches today. Two full lunches. Not kidding. Ate at office first. Some friends were hanging out near where my office is. They asked me to join them for lunch. I told them that I've already taken my lunch so I'll come but won't eat. Then the food arrived on the table. Fried Bombay duck. Masala prawns. Grilled Promphet. I ate like my last meal was in last December.

We are seven friends who have spent better part of the nineties and half of the noughties together. Since we lived within two kms of each other and went to the same school and then to the same college, we met almost daily. All of us. Now after four years everybody is in town. Yet a meeting with all seven present at the one time is becoming difficult to plan. Girlfriends would adjust or at least you could lie to them with no serious repercussions. But fiances and wives won't listen and a lie they will catch very quickly with dire consequences in near and medium term for the liar. So they get priority now. Marriages, I tell you, while they help start new families also ruin some others.

Day before yesterday I booked tickets to a place. I am not telling anybody about it yet except my family and the two friends who are going there with me. There are some formalities to be completed. Some more bookings to be done. I am afraid somebody will jinx the trip. I am superstitious like that. But when I get on that plane all those who need to know will know.

I called up a friend in the evening and told her 'lets go drinking tomorrow'. I've been going out with friends and drinking but have not gone out with the purpose of drinking only in a long time. And as soon as I put the phone down, reflecting upon the idea that I had enthusiastically suggested to the friend, I suddenly felt a little old for it. I guess all these weddings that I am attending off-late must be the reason I feel like that. The feeling must be only seasonal. At least I'd like to believe so.

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I don't know why I don't write regularly here.

Yes, I am lazy, to the extent that laziness thinks I am its biggest practitioner. Also, I struggle to find appropriate titles for my posts. Sometimes by the time I finish writing two lines I forget what the post was going to be about. At times I cringe at the very lines I have written wondering why in the first place I ever I thought I should have a blog where even I don't get what I am ranting about.

But then last week I decided that I should stop deluding myself and start writing. Coincidentally a couple of other friends began blogging again. Must be some karmic connection and all that between us.

I am not planning anything here but I think I'll do one little post every day with the day's date as the title. Will talk about the day and put down the random thoughts and other such jazz. Simple.