The weekend.. doesnt make much difference to me... weekdays weekends.. all the same. Except that I have dance class which is why I have begun to love weekends more, and maybe catch friends who are on the 9 to eternity grind, otherwise I generally dont like weekends.
As I small kid, I heard my mom used to be scared to say it was saturday and there was no school, why because I would start bawling.. Yeah I was a good kid. Loved school. Went almost everyday and my teachers loved me, not becos I was an A student or anything tee hee :)
This weekend was special becos I got my braces removed and flashed my 32 to almost everyone making them wonder what got to me.. and then they went 'ohh thats why you have been smiling so much" My mouth feels empty.
Dance class was good and after that we hung out at a local coffee place. Its been a while since we all hung out since Andy was not there, something was missing. One group where mom is not left feeling out of place and in that rare occasion that she comes to class because we have to go somewhere together after that, its a comfortable companionship. In this group, I may well be the youngest, if I dont count the children of my friends :)
Post coffee and yap-yap we went to this play, EVAM INDRAJIT- Your life in three acts. Put together by Evam and Madras Players. A play about youngsters, and how they dare to dream, and then sometimes dunno what they want to do in life, but just keep going anyway. College, degrees, jobs, girlfriend, marriage, children, house, better jb, better salary, children's education.. Basically this play said that its all a circle.. we are on a track, where no train comes. If you look ahead, the tracks meet somewhere at a distance. If you look behind the tracks meet somewhere in the distance. Whats in the past is in the future.. there is no hope.. Some of the lines which were said in the play. Which went above my head.. I guess there was some opimistic part which I missed. I just kept searching for something.... and I didnt get it. There was some humour which raised it head brightly in between.. but even then I lost it..
Talking about EVAM they are one of the most popular theatre groups in the city. ANd looks like they are going to hit the national arena soon, what with EVAM INDRAJIT playing with Prithvi. I have liked their comedies. We were informed that they were coming up with a new comedy on the 15th August. Looking forward to that.
On a hypothesis, if I had had a life of struggle so far. Thats my past, I look forward to something, which is also struggle? So was feeling desolate and dismal the rest of the night and till today. And the guy also falls in love with his first cousin, Manasi but they dont marry, for whatever reason, and then he marries. When asked by a long lost friend, Did you marry Manasi? No I didn't. I married another. There are hundred's of Manasi-s. Maan.. imagine that..
Fall in love with someone. And then that doesn't happen. Then someone else. And someone else??
Too much for me to bear.. Or to think of.. What happened to this whole concept of give and take and everyone wants to be on the receiving side and none on the giving? How will you receive happily if you dont know how joyous it is to give? Why is it that the grass is always greener on the other side? If it is, then why dont you try and grow some greener green grass on yours?
Lot of questions.. sometimes I like being alone.. listen to whatever is around me.. look at nothing in particular.. and watch my thoughts scream by, shout by, and talk by, ...softly by .. I am still to reach that stage where they will whisper and then finally they stop happening.. thats supposed to be a high altitude to reach in your personal evolution. Thoughtless .. literally.
On that thoughtful note, we happened to go to a mexican restaurant with Aditi, her mom, my mom, and two friends.. Don Pepe. Food was decent. I will have to write in, in a couple of days and send it across to my boss.
The drive back home was silent except for the hum of my car's engine, the occasional honk of an unruly car which needs disciplining (but then most cars in India can't survive without honking away Glory) , or rather its driver, the hum of other engines, the exhaling of my car's ac and our breathing.. very heavy hearted it felt...
Replying to some things. . I will put in the blog about the KMI experience and about 'Enn Uyir Thozhiye'. I was asked about the raga bit which I sing in between and in general about how I felt about KMI.
And replying to another Q, Noothana is based on Nalinakanthi except when a Dha is introduced in the last line of the charanam. Until then its strictly adhered to, mom said.
I am gonna check out a few movies in the theatre with Yasaswini. Tomorrow and the day after maybe.
And the good news is my ISP have changed my plan to the unlimited download one.. now I am louwing them .. a lot.. for the first time we know what customer service is all about! At least a little bit for starters ;)
Mom's gonna start putting in her posts too.. so there's a lot of info coming up :)
For now I am gonna catch some zzzzz. Sleep tight, dream nice.. :)