Sunday, July 30, 2006

Exxxxxcellent.


Yes, I know *hangs head in shame* My last real post was more than a month ago. Fear not, the phoenix shall rise again! I have resolved to blog every day for this entire month. Just not right now... am a tad busy trying to look extremely busy so people will leave me alone.
In other news, the Simpsons Personality Test thinks that I am Mr Burns. I will be remembered for the exploitation of the masses. Ok, so I'm evil. What good is money if it can't inspire terror in your fellow man?

Sunday, July 16, 2006

I'm ok.


First off, for everyone who cared to call/mail/sms/do all three, I'm ok! Got caught in those five glorious, rain-soaked, runways-flooded-all-flights-diverted-days but made it out before the riots and bomb blasts.

I woke up one troubled, demented morning and watched the news, blurry-eyed and disbelieving as images washed over me - rivers of blood being washed away from railway platforms, mangled bodies removed from mangled metal, confused bloodied Mumbaikers walking in a haze looking for a relative, a hospital, a missing arm. A pinprick of relief that I escaped and then flooded by guilt at happiness in a time of sadness. A cold, surreal numbness as the news ticker-scrolling at the bottom of the screen told me Syd Barrett just died. A sense of infinite loss? Confusion? Relief? Anger? When I place my coffee mug on the table and turn off the tv and allow myself to feel all these things, I will tell you.

For now, I have become comfortably numb.