Monday, May 23, 2005

Frittering Away...

"There is a part of me that wants to write, a part that wants to theorize, a part that wants to sculpt, a part that wants to teach.. To force myself into a single role, to decide to be just one thing in life, would kill off large parts of me. Rather, I recognize that I live now and only now, and I will do what I want to do this moment and not what I decided was best for me yesterday." - Hugh Prather.

Muddled yet today, will jot down all that comes to mind .. Over a day..

Romp Home, Watch a Sunset, Eat a burger, drive a porsche, Crack a joke, Kill a joke, Bite the dust, Grind the Axe, Cut your teeth on glass, Caught in a drunken punch up at a friend's wedding,Munch a Banana Nut Muffin, Blame it on the Devil, Bring out the Best, Hung the best, Remember the Titans, Run the long mile, Swim the Nautical Mile, Dive the Abyss of Christ, Fly over Everest, Raft the Ganges, Brahmaputra and the Alakananda.Rappel the Hampi Boulders, try and understand sci fi.

Don't shoot the messenger on first principles. On second thoughts and principles, WTH, just wax 'it' dead with a bullet,not to leave Staines behind.

The Last Nail in the Coffin always eases in, all its predecessors having their task cut out.The proverbial last straw on the camel's back gets it crashing down to the arid earth (n-1 OK).
Of all the things in the world that money can't buy, to wit, the wag of a dog's tail.
Rake the spring leaves, trash the pessimism, Stoke the embers.
Play with lil Dhaatri.

Ride the Great Indian railway, sip the chai, crumble the cookie, Salsa in the rain.Play the national anthem on the keyboard. Shouldnt have let the molehill become a mountain, now its more than a mite big..If one swallow ONLY did make a summer, never to happen so.Only gaze at the stars, never reach out, its better that way, burnt fingers are nasty.Incredule at the Impasse. Blame it on the unseen forces who always divine best and customize. Be patient at the turnstile to get into Lalbagh, never do a complete circle. Run with the wind behind you.

Bemoan Bangalore's roads and traffic, yellow journalism and over aged, puffed up movie stars. Laugh along with George Carlin. Dream Freudian. Catch a frisbee in mid air as you crash into the water, evoke gasps and claps. Learn the flip and the butterfly. Listen to Pehla Nasha frm JJWS.Watch DDLJ and SRK woo millions of teeny weeny itsy bitsy college cals as he says Palat, palat on some bridge in Europe and she turns, to whistles and a plethora of small change hurled by an audience gone berserk .. So much to cajole Kajol ?
Go to Madame Ruth and get Love Potion No 9.

Revel in Sholay, Sathe Pe Satha, Madhuri's ethereal countenance, Nana Patekar's maniacal moods, Jackie's cold angst, all in Parinda. Ponder wistfully about Gauthami, Kamal and Revathi in Thevar Magan, chuckle at Revathi's naivete as she sings to Kamal. Get vicariously behind Vishnuvardhan as he blows hot and cold in Nagarahavu and croons Baare Baare and jumps off the cliff with his lover . Laugh with Dad and Mom watching Padosan as Kishore Kumar and his entourage (including an artless Sunil Dutt) take on a wacky Mehmood !

Team up with boys to watch Andaz Apna Apna, Hungama, Dalapathy, Badshaah (Tamil),Sarfarosh, Govinda's antics, Forrest Gump, You've got Mail, Jaggesh howlers and Kashinath's hilarious (at times below the belt) lines... and eat at Dwaraka, VB, SLV,Brahmins Coffee Bar..

Admire Jack Nicholson in Few Good Men and As Good As It Gets, laugh along with Jim Carrey and Chris Tucker, delight in Sam Jackson and John Travolta's chutzpah in Pulp Fiction, the cold eyes of Bruce Willis in Jackal, Al Pacino in the Godfather Series and Dog's Day Out... Sing along with Cat Stevens, Peter Frampton, Mark Knopfler, Neil Young and the Temptations.

Play the old classics featuring Cary Grant, Gregory Peck, Audrey Hepburn, Julie Andrews et al such as Roman Holiday, Sound of Music, How to Steal a Million, The Man Who Knew Too Much, An Affair to Remember, Guns Of Navarone, Mackenna' s Gold, The Good, Bad and the Ugly, Love Bug, The Wizard of Oz etc for Dad and interpret.
Get lost in Jungle Book, Finding Nemo, Lion King and Tom n Jerry.


Try and play more cricket, drop less catches, bowl fuller, stun Rahul at Tennis with scorcher backhands, coaxe Raghu that there it too early to hang up the racquet, rack the brains at Chess, overcome gaucherie at Carrom, read the lifeguard manual, practise the tired swimmer tow, the submerged victim retrieve, refresh CPR training, sign up for First Aid training from Red Cross, dream about nitrogen narcosis, petting a dolphin, riding on the back of a whale :)


Go Home Now ! So many things to do, no time to fritter..
BEAT THE TRAFFIC AND RAIN.

1 Comments:

At Saturday, May 28, 2005 5:24:00 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

Hazaaron Khwaishen Aisi...........
:)

 

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