And if this pain exists, it too is your gift to me and I shall wear this as my personal brand of courage - for I am a fighter - I was meant to live and not merely survive!
So help me God.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Otis Redding
played on this Sunday morning got me thinking about the last days of December 2004. There we were , TJ, Akhil, Rick and me - cleaning up the aftermath of a gigantic parents-away-let's-trash-this-place party while studying for the upcoming trimesters. TJ's b'day sometime around Christmas , me hitting some smarmy (but cute) buddy of his on the head with a breezer bottle - never ever patronize me , esp when i'm drunk (and yes, I can get happily high on breezers alone:) ) - Arun psyching out the poor rickshaw driver as we went out late night to get more booze, all of us sitting in a 'karmic'/'panchayati' circle in the park sharing smidgens of drunken 'gyan'. Flashback memory also recalls waking up to the news of the Tsunami, discovering that the house was well and truly trashed (someone tried to flush beer bottles down the loo!) and that we had enough leftover biryani for 3 days and no more money (so yeah - the next 3 days were all abt biryani and creative inputs like ketchup, bhujia, popcorn(?) - you get the drift), more bottles retrieved from the potted plants in the balcony, Kotler and dumbbells (so one of us would work out while answering questions on the 4Ps, 7Cs and whatever...). And then there was otis Redding.
The song in question is called 'Sitting(on the) Dock of the Bay' - and for some reason, all 4 of us found it to be more profound than Floyd,Cobain,Jim (my)(Morrison and Hendrix),Pearl Jam, LedZep - well we'd just sit/ stand in the balcony, swaying our heads to this number played over and over and over again as we watched the Bandra sea. And we thought life was real tough , so screwed up and complicated , we didn't know where we were and where we were going - and so we just worked out with Kotler and sang Otis Redding while coping up with beer stains on the ceiling and cigarette burns on the sofa ...
Those were the days - I'd rather deal with the 'complications' of then as opposed to the seriously screwed up 'here and now'.
Fuck - some day today will be 'those days' and I shudder to think that tomorrow's 'here and now' might be a lot worse.
For now, I will simply sway to Sitting on the dock of the bay ..........
The song in question is called 'Sitting(on the) Dock of the Bay' - and for some reason, all 4 of us found it to be more profound than Floyd,Cobain,Jim (my)(Morrison and Hendrix),Pearl Jam, LedZep - well we'd just sit/ stand in the balcony, swaying our heads to this number played over and over and over again as we watched the Bandra sea. And we thought life was real tough , so screwed up and complicated , we didn't know where we were and where we were going - and so we just worked out with Kotler and sang Otis Redding while coping up with beer stains on the ceiling and cigarette burns on the sofa ...
Those were the days - I'd rather deal with the 'complications' of then as opposed to the seriously screwed up 'here and now'.
Fuck - some day today will be 'those days' and I shudder to think that tomorrow's 'here and now' might be a lot worse.
For now, I will simply sway to Sitting on the dock of the bay ..........
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