In the interest of honesty I feel like I should admit what’s been happening with me lately. Things between Long Distance guy and I have well, ended, completely out of the blue. I was pretty perplexed and overwhelmed. I was also pretty mad, for a number of reasons. So anyway, a week after things went sour I somehow got myself home after a very long and tiring day of shopping with friends and ended up, sitting on the floor and going through his texts and trying not to cry because I missed him and hated him so much. I am not proud of this. So not proud that I felt duty-bound to share it with a group of strangers, obviously.

But I guess one can’t have the power over whether or not someone else still wants to be acquainted with you, and with some people, I guess that’s possibly for the best. Here’s where I differ though, because once somebody has made a huge enough impact on my life for me to regard them part of my private circle, they never really disappear from my heart. For whatever reasons these changes came about with Long-Distance guy, whether it was for the best, or his choice, or entirely out of my hands, it doesn’t change the fact that I still think about him, and miss him. I don’t know if I’ll miss him being a part of my life cos he never really was around, but I’ll definitely miss knowing him.

Why am I doing this again? Because I think it’s good karma to come clean or something? What the hell gave me that thought? Screw karma. I’ll take my good day and see what happens.

Today started off quite excellently. It’s the day rock n’ roll readers get a pretty sweet present. I woke up, got to work, had my morning tea, jumped online and stumbled onto this fresh and phenomenal song from Them Crooked Vultures. And with a group like John Paul Jones from Led Zeppelin, Dave Grohl from Nirvana/Foo Fighters and Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age/ Kyuss/ Eagles of Death Metal providing the nastiness behind the music, this is a once in a lifetime thing. Maybe I’m just overhyping but based on what I’ve heard, this supergroup could be the knockout punch of the year. If you’re not familiar with the band’s music check out “New Fang’ below - which is now my absolute favorite song. Rock out with some crooked vultures.

P:S My photo entries have been uploaded on the first Chillibreeze Photo Contest of North East India. Just visit these links here, here, here and here to my pictures. That's really all.

I Heart Music

I’m inspired by a lot of modern artists and those that have come before me. My favorite genre apart from modern alternative rock is the rock/pop of the 80’s time period when Prince, The Police, Billy Idol, Tears for Fears & Bonnie Tyler were performing their biggest hits. The sound is so influential and amazing to me that there’s no way I could shy away from it. It’s in your face and it’s timeless.

Our little church has waited till it was cool enough to host an extravagant worship event in a month or so. They’re in the middle of getting the installation, performance and visual aspects of the concert ready. Musicians and singers are being called and practices are underway. Watch this space for more information on the upcoming show that is set to take over the neighborhood.

Built in the same villa as ‘Orange Peel’ is a couture store called ‘Sanctuary’. I laid my eyes on a very indie- looking Pepe top with an iconic vintage logo. Limited to only a few pieces produced, this vintage logo tee emblazoned with unabashedly cheerful colors, will surely be a rare delicacy among the boutique circuit.



Do you have a place you go to where you can totally zone out? I do. It’s my bedroom. Every time I sit with my family in the living room it’s like I’m sitting with people I don’t really know. Like they’re from different countries packed into a bus for a day. Very eerie. I get into my room and it’s the same feeling you get when you see a full moon rising over a fog covered city. Very cool. Very trippy.

Work has started flowing in. All this time we’ve been working on the US market so there hasn’t been a lot to do. Yesterday, we got the European market under our wings and boy, are we swamped with work.

Went out with the crew last night to see ‘Hancock’. Hmm… expected so much more. But it wasn’t so bad. Atleast I had the caramel popcorn.

There wouldn’t be the saying “there’s life after *blah*” if there wasn’t life after it. I just feel like I’m stuck some place I don’t want to be in. How do I ever get past it? Someone hand me the happy pill, puhleez!

I’m having a hard time continuing this post because my little niece Abigail wants my attention or she threatens to throw my laptop off the desk. Here’s Damn Yankees with ‘High Enough’. To Dilli. Happy B’day.