Intoxicated!

Sitting among friends and drinking like there is no tomorrow.... Suddenly realise there is no more booze left to consume. With a sudden chnge in conversation, we have drifted to the new age hindi songs. From conversations to listening to the collection. I can pride on a decent collection of hindi songs given my fondness for music and hindi songs in particular.

While I am writing this piece I am pretty high and all I can hear is the song being played in the background...Khwahishon Pe. In english, it would mean in hope and it is one of the recent romantic songs that can be classified as the good one....

Hey Komal, here comes the song that I must have played till you gave way in your car whenever I would take a ride back in your car in Mumbai. It always reminds me of the days when this song would only have one meaning - my love for my girl friend then. It is history now and so are the emotions. Anyway, I do not intend to drift into another thought....it is the thought of the happy feelins that I intend to write about...

So, Jabir, my colleague and friend is here from Mumbai and I have sparesely slept in the last one week that he has been here. I have reconnected with the fun that I could only imagine in India. Once again it is a proof of my belief that it is not about the plce but about the people.

I think I am too high and it is reflecting in my writing but what the heck, I want to write and I will.

Have you ever read Kafka? My thoughts are floating in my mind like he moves from one paragraph to another, completely disconnected and yet has a link that is unfathomable. Imagine a life where you can drift from the petty things in life like you turn through a page of an interesting book. Each leaf is increasing your appetite to move forward but with each page that you turn the previous ones are just a the fuel to the fire.

My friends think I am queer given I am keying my thoughts while the rest are eating the food so I better sign off