Sunday 05_02_2010

Precisely 10:45 am , Bombay city of a state Maharashtra, India, I sit and think what to write at this very moment. While I scout for topics, million thoughts run through my mind and a few sound through my ears. Sounds of songs from movie 'Raavan' playing on my lappy and from some renovation work in the neighbourhood, both seems alike, pain to ears.
Since sun is still not at its shortest distance from the equator on this longitude that passes through the city, my day has not 'started'.
Past week seemed to be awesome and indeed, it was awesome. I have attended two parties, one celebration and received a couple of appreciation mails and nice awesome feedback. I dont remember any week had been this awesome ever. A few turn off did happen, that is part of life and I guess I'm attuned to it now. I can't let AweEng girl bug me any more, she has been a grinch for past decade or so. Hmm, back to happy times. I had my stint with beer for the first time at one of the party. I had heard stories about it being bitter, but the party mood was compelling enough to overcome my fear and had a taste of it. The first gulp, made me feel good, though it was bitter. I had another pint and that was it. I wished to have more but seeing people loose sense over booze, putting break on drinking spree seems a wise decision. Party was fun, I had fun to act like a monkey! I'm good with this ancestoral stuff. I had accolades for that. Once the party was over I had task to take two completely 'out' 'compadre' to their places. One of them had grown aggressive, but lemon juice helped and we reached to the place without much of a trouble. I had chance to sleep in AC after 8 months! Thanks to very resourceful Adi sir.
We had another celebration for meeting our stiff and aggressive target. Many thanks to Amma, Lord and other babas and particularly LKRs. I might be assigned a different task from tomorrow onwards but I'm ok with the new challenges.
Yesterday I went to Colaba again, this seems to be my second house in city of Bombay! I'm insisting on this word Bombay more becauseI'm not a regional fanatic nor do I like others to be one. Yesterday was Maharashtra's 50th formation year! Great! But what pissed and always pisses me off is the fact that here there is too much of regionalism. I fail to remember people from any other state hailing theirs' and themselves like shitheads here. 'Jai Maharashtra', what the fuck! While I walked with Namit, along walkway at Marine drive, manoos(es) were celebrating in some hole and their voices were telecasted, much to my annoyance and to many others, I believe, all along the golden necklace. One fuckface delivering speech yelled, 'Mumbai fakt Maharashtranchi' translated, it means, Bombay belongs to Maharashtra only(and manooses). I guess any body having infinitesimal knowledge of geography and India would know this basic fact and for the 'only' thing, my response would be 'Eat shit'. I see no reason to reiterate the fact but to piss off a few like me and cheer double digit crore manoos. I do give a damn to these shitheads.
We went to Gateway Of India to meet one of Namit's friend, Neeraj. Neeraj and I had 'Chicken malai roll' at Gokul's Healthy bite, it sucked, yuck. We came back by 1 am.
Namit has left today andI'm lying here typing for good 45 minutes. I gotta be ready to start binging. Good day all and good health to fucking liar(grinch, of course).