So I did draft things about the yearend trip to start the
year ahead; about the things that changed the face of the world in 2013, about
where is the country headed in the coming general elections, the upcoming
artistes of 2014, about Koffee with Karan, about shows on Star World Premiere…however
they were not met with the extreme emotion of happiness, sadness, or anything
in between, and thus they lie as drafts.
This March I turned 31, the whole bit about being on the
other side of 30 just made me feel, blahh there can’t be anymore drama unless
its in exotic locations and encounters with the wild.
I was wrong. The real life mediocre drama, the mundane type
has currently inflicted my space.To the extent that unabashedly I am just
counting days for it to get over before I get down to my basics and create mega
episodes of that drama, back to back!
I still can’t believe that with my upbringing, education and
exposure I still have to face situations that are so menial; as of now the core
component of the story is not rotten, but for how long only time can tell. And
since I have already been through this when I was a child in a seven year
freaking long experiment with the human mind and body, my guess is as good as
my gut.
My learning is one should have absolutely no consideration about a certain kind of deceased, because it’s a kind of deceased who can
plan and care and create an array of storm out of nothing.
Call me judicious, call me rude and almost have the
impudence to say “ahh you are not part of the decision, coz you are not family”,
very well madam,thank god I have one family, and thank god I am not part of
anyone else’s.
It’s difficult to find people who really believe in
something rather than say it for cool quotient, and this time I am not going to
go with the pretentious.
Until next time (which I hope is not in a long time) my last
thoughts are – Winter is coming, so lets be thankful that we have enough
blankets
