Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Tell me why

Life is so simple and cool when only your mind is working. Then something or someone comes along, stirs up a whirlwind of emotions, and then everything becomes so incredibly complex. Why are emotions so bloody difficult to deal with? Why doesn't one ever know what's going to hit you? And how the hell do you figure out what's going on? And how do I get my brain to take control and tell my feelings, emotions and all other crap to just fuck off?

On Goa and cavemen

Scratch the surface of any civilized man and you'll find a testosterone driven caveman beneath. Learnt this on a trip to the beautiful beaches of Goa with 3 men friends. Even the seemingly shy guy who plays the piano was no exception. Came back and called all my women friends and told them that I missed them.

That said, Goa was great fun - Baga, Calangutte, Anjuna, Arambol, Candolim - great food, cool water, great fun. Turned a beautiful bronze before turning into a sooty black. Getting back to work is so damn difficult.

Monday, January 30, 2006

Crazy stuff!

It happens like this - one fine day, you do something crazy. I mean, really crazy. Something totally unexpected. Ok, so its done- forget it about it- isn't it how its supposed to go? But then, what if you actually happened to like what you did? What next? Something even more crazy? Something that is likely to cause trouble and hurt you in the process? Sigh! Just when you were getting cozy with life...

Monday, January 23, 2006

The Manticore's Secret

"The Simoqin Prophecies" was more of a witty and deliberate spoof of a gazillion other SFF works. In Manticore, Samit Basu finds his own ground as a writer, venturing out with bold new twists and turns in the plot. But the undercurrent of humour and mild sarcasm are intact, and the book never takes itself quite seriously. An absolutely delightful sequel.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Favourite person in room!

That's what Samit Basu wrote when he autographed my copy of The Manticore's Secret. This was after I told him that I'd read Simoqin 5 times. Made my day. Re-reading Manticore. Will try and post a review soon.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Samit Basu is in town

You know you're having a good day when the gnawing pain in your leg seems to have subsided, the train is half empty during the rush hour, your boss has nice things to say about you, and to top it all, you're off to the reading of your favourite SFF writer's latest book. Kemp's corner, 7 p.m. Can't wait!.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Time off to nurse a sore foot

Took Friday off so that I would have a few days of rest before I got the result season, but ended up being terribly bored by Saturday evening that I went out window shopping. Ran into a couple of friends, went to Pritvi theatre's cafe (my first time there) and sipped really amazing Irish coffee and munched on fries and rolls. Ogled Cameron Diaz in "In her shoes" on Sunday with a friend. She should be banned from appearing in movies, we cant have all the men running around looking for legs like hers now, can we?

Thursday, January 05, 2006


I wanted adrenalin pumping through my veins. I wanted madness and exhilaration. I wanted to be swept off my feet. And I got a twisted ankle and a bandage to keep me off my feet!

Wednesday, January 04, 2006


It feels good to be free!

Monday, January 02, 2006

A crazy new year's eve

The most crazy new year's eve yet. It was a hide and seek as people kept getting lost (which is incredible since it was just 3 of us). Swore in the new year in the parking lot, I mean literally - "I am not %#$$%#! spending the %#$$%#! new year in the %#$$%#! parking lot!". Entered the party and promptly twisted my ankle, got lost again. Found a friend, danced with the badly bruised ankle, went searching for the other one, went searching for the bikes, nuts... God bless the one who stayed sane through all that to get us all home.