Like I said elsewhere, I am terribly unsure of what I should do for the rest of my life. I have reached a stage in which I am assuredly aimless for all practical purposes and I am not sure how far I can go on like this with a smile, or a sneer for that matter, on my face intact.
Currently listening to “New York nagaram uRangum neram” (“நியூயார்க் நகரம் உறங்கும் நேரம்”) from Sillunu Oru Kaadhal (nicely sung by ARR).
Needless to say, I don’t connect to such melancholy as that is expressed in the song. I never, or mostly don’t, feel lonely. But, I am lonely. Love, it seems, is as much an alien concept as hatred. That probably explains why I just keep cracking bad jokes; and dine fervently at Adyar Ananda Bhavan.
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ReplyDeleteNothing much, Tilo. Life goes on, and there are more Travis Bickles than what meets the eye.
ReplyDeleteAh, well, dash it! Everything meets the eye and stuff.
ReplyDeleteCome on SH,I understand that you are in a depression cos of this hair-falling RIGHT? Cheer up man. Go to Batra's... ;-)))
ReplyDeleteWell, I thought nobody will point out, but that something that happened the other day could have as well been a hairfall.
ReplyDeleteAnd, may be I am revealing my great ignorance here, what exactly is Batra's?
Hmm..I was in a similar state of ignorance a few days ago..but came across a similar context and found that Dr Batra's is a positive health clinic... and after seeing 'BALDerdash',Eureka!!, I discovered the reason behind your post ;-p
ReplyDeleteOruthan aedho emotion'la Travis Bickle'a ellaam kooptu oru post ezhudhina, Balderu Dashaa? Kizhinjuthu po!
ReplyDeleteAnd to have thought that I had indulged in such an utterly terrible pun..
ReplyDeleteAwww, it hurts.
Hurts? I didnt know.
ReplyDeletesuicide?
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