chill winds

The chill wind soothes the burning tarmac,
Let out by a gentle swirl,
Powered by the confidant walk.
For a moment, sultriness turns pleasant,
But then it passes.
And its no more but disappointment.


no i am not dead yet.

Yep, I am very much alive. :)

Just saw my bank balance drop to a three digit mark. Sighed. Smiled. Had a smoke and a coffee watching the night sky. I know rescue is a phone call away. But, I am not giving up yet. Just not yet. I am gonna go through this thing to see how far it can get. Just so that I know I can get there, and still smile.

Getting back to work.


Phew.. Where am I going :-S

So.. been a long time. Again. I know. Damn. But well, it has been quite eventfull I should say. I havent had a paycheque in three months, ever since I took the 'I shall henceforth write my own paycheque' route. Definitely havent lost my hope yet. Inspite of the trauma cause by every digit that drops off my bank balance. Looks like it has not hit me hard enough yet, coz a couple of weeks back I actually had the nerve to pamper myself with a drink at Leather bar.

After skipping the bakarapet hash for two years in a row, I finally made it this time. Thanks to my friends who figured I am going broke and paid for me. It was fun. I came back home bruised all over because of the thorns. And man, did I drink like there was no tomorrow or not :) I needed that break, oh so badly.

Well, my 'recession stock' of whisky got over way before the recession hit India. And, I have been begging around for a gift. I have offered to save them the trouble of finding one by giving them the exact thing I want. However no takers. Sigh. I have started a 'list of things to do when I get my paycheque'. And whisky is on it.. yay.. :)

But life does go on. I am trying to finish up things which I should have delivered two days back. I am still downing coffee like a madman. Keepin tobacco at bay. Making sure I keep my appointments with friends and family. And hoping that things happen the way I hope they do.