Another lonely day in Bangalore

Have a long weekend this time.. considering that I have half working saturdays. We have a three day holiday. The intent was to travel, but then its always difficult to do that when you have to convice a number of your bachelor friends to go out. Most of them want to laze around, make love to their laptops, and check out all the virtual world has to offer them. So the plan fizzled out, first we were thinking of pondicherry, then bheemeshwari and then some place. Finally I gave up and thought better of sitting home. Satuday afternoon, I watched banlieue 13 a french movie. Although without subtitles it was quite a good watch. Next one was Kameeney and although word of mouth reviews were not so good, I quite liked the movie. I had mental room for one more and finally I crammed in Lolita. Lolita was intense, incing deep emotion and at such a relaxed pace, that my restless soul and body are not so used to. That was that, and now I am thinking of what to do on a sunday. One of my friends just dropped in and I will be back in a while.. ciao...

False alarm.. Sunday is a day when you have a number of odd visitors home, some one asking for aid for the children, old age homes and so on. One of my room mates addressed that ( We stay in a shared apartment)

Have been wanting to get acquainted with some feminine company to beat the boredom, and do something interesting. There are many aspects to this. Problem number one: Finding someone. As I do not belong to this city ( I am from Bombay, or Mumbai if you please) I have few people I know. I also do not belong to the mass Software Engineer multitude (Surprised!) and in my area of work women are rare. So meeeting anyone at work is not possible and I would not really want to do anything at all at work(Honest). So the question is, how would anyone hook up.

There are women you see and I hold them in my mind for a while until things go completely cold after a while. I am nearing 33 and at my age I would not be looking for nymphets, rather more mature, elegant rounded women. But then, when we are younger we are naive, not to assess multiple parameters and fall head long in to relationships no matter what consequence. As we grow older the number of walls around us abound, built from many experiences. We become like rocks weathering and withering. We learn to live our lonely lives. I see a number of us such people wandering.

Last week roaming around on comm street with a friend we saw this PYT, sultry , kohl lined eyes, wispy. We moved on into a store and in a while.. there she was walking in behind us. This was not too much out of the ordinary because it was on the same street and a popular store. Well, we moved on after that and moveg on to church street, killed some time, brought a book, had a standing beer (Yes, you can drink that way too in Bengalooru). After a while we decided to move on to a cafe and as we walked in, there she was again. Too much for a co-incidence! Now as you would expect something to happen in this kind of a situation, nothing really did. Sorry about that. There was some exchange of glances and by the time we had placed an order, she was ready to leave. Pretty sad Huh! Leave she did and I saw her walking to the door. But then she came back, passed by the table we were sitting at and went over to the counter. Did she do that deliberately? Was she expecting me to get up and do something. In these situations my reflexes die off, My toungue does not exist and I simply do not know what to do. What would anyone else would have done. She waited for a while at the counter and then left.. left forever...Someone I will never see again and will always wonder about.. Was she the one?

Money!

The Big M! Money! Of late, this most of the time rare, yet sometimes abundant commodity has been chewing newsprint. I too having invested my absoulutely small yet hard earned sum have watched the markets for hope of recovering my money back. 

All these years, I have never understood though have been totally exasperated by the 'M' factor or lack of it thereof. I do not show any inherited talent on this subject which is naturally expected from me wherever I go, being from a Gujarati community.

I grew up in an absolutely small background in Bombay, and maybe my father had too little of the M stuff to let it casually be in a boys hands.  So well I never learnt.

Of late I have been grappling with this concept and now my Design fed mind has thrown out a visualization. I see it like this; We the Humans, live on this planet and this planet is everyting we have. The planet is the pool of what we have and we are convertors. We keep converting everything, from the mud we extract food, we extract ore, and we keep converting. To no end. 

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