Me and My Starlight

This post is about the who’s who in my life. First up are Ruan and Runa. Runa is short for Aruna. Runa and I go way back. We knew each other from school but started hanging out in college. Ruan, joined us in Post Grad. and we’ve been together ever since. These two have been my partners in crime and the closest to me. They’re both gorgeous and smart with a love for music, singing, reading and some naughty things I shall not name. The three of us even work in the same company. While it gets a little stifling at times it just reminds us that we have each other to fall back on.

Next we have Dex and Imcha. They’re probably my closest male friends. We’re food and music buddies. We swap ideas, critiques and generally misbehave. Dex was my first love and then we became friends. Imcha, was the crazy boy I spent every minute of my day with. I’ve known both of them for about about 8 years now. My friendship with Dex revolves around flirting and food and with Imcha, its music and fashion.

Then we have Ck and Shreyas. Ck is my ex supervisor and shreyas is my current supervisor. Ruan, Runa, Ck, Shreyas and me always hang out together and are always upto mischief. Both of these guys are lovely people to know, good-hearted and a lot of fun too. Shreyas loves to give us a show and snap us out of boredom. Ck is funny with a fondness for music, films and crosswords.

Another person who gets mentioned quite a lot on this blog is the Crooner. A recent ex who seems to be on my love-hate list.

Then there’s Abigail. She’s my little niece. A 1 ½ year old, known by names such as Abby, Lemlem, Aolem and Lemska. She’s far too scary for me to look after by myself though she’s showing early signs of being quite a hottie and having a thing for fashion.

Another person who’s mentioned on this blog is Tony Das. An amazing guitarist who just went to Mumbai to hang out with Virgil Donati and Brett Garsed. Tony is Runa’s boyfriend and they adore each other. Tomorrow they celebrate five years of being together.

They’re a lot of others who make very occasional appearances but these above, are the main ones that get written about.

To my amazing friends- here’s One Republic’s rendition of Jeff Buckley’s ‘Last Goodbye’. (I love the lyrics. Hence the scroller)

Lyrics | Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye lyrics

Wednesday's with Mister Buckley

I seem to have been infected with a bit of gloominess. I’ve been very stressed and grumpy at work lately. Today, I found myself snapping back at a colleague when he tried to have a little harmless fun at my expense. So, am I ill? Do I need to go the doctor? Or am I just getting grave in my old age? Oh, and I also wanted to publicly announce that after that post on my late friend Dan, his sister contacted me and we spoke about good old times. It felt great to finally talk things out. Before I fill you in on any more details I’ve decided to have a disclaimer for my blog. So here it is:

Whatever has been written on this blog is purely of my own opinion. I do not write with the intention of causing anyone offense (maybe annoyance). Reader’s views will be taken into consideration if they contain humour or praise. However, if the reader’s comments don’t make me happy then I have the right to not publish it or reply to it.

It is extremely important that you realize never to think that I am an authority on any subject. If you do require advice on matters other than music then see your shrink or lawyer or mother.

I have the right to write in my state of madness and claim to be in love and then say I’m not (unless, I mention ‘official’ next to it. Which means that I really am in love with Jeff Buckley. I’m not taking that back.)

I’m an experienced screw-up so I have the right to, well, screw up.

If you find the content of this blog too baffling or unfathomable, foolish or senseless, outrageous or outlandish, bizarre or peculiar then just pass on by. While the real me would advise you to do something much more interesting I’m sure you’ll prefer my first suggestion.

Another cool song by Jeff Buckley I recently discovered was ‘Lover you Should’ve Come Over’. I’ve heard Jaime Cullum cover this one. The track has been stuck in my head all day. I’m going to upload it here so y’all can have a listen. This just makes me want to keep on my toes for whatever music of his I can find. Stay tuned folks.

Weekends

After a whirlwind weekend of movies, stay-overs and shopping- not to forget eating a five course meal (the first and probably the last feat I’ll ever attempt as my stomach is that of a 6 yr olds.) I’m back. It’s been a challenging but interesting day at work. For my colleagues reading this- I know it didn’t seem like I was having fun with all the loud sighing but now that I think about it- I’m happy that I actually made it through a complete 8 hr working day!

Friday was great. We had a terrific time. Ate a lot of junk food and laughed our asses off watching Shreyas pretend to be Spiderman. Saturday was even better. Did a lot of shopping and decided to visit my college since I was in the vicinity. Met my teachers and I was so happy to see them. In a conversation with one of them, I discovered that I, too, wasn’t the only one who felt differently about certain things. Perhaps there's something about specific thoughts that draw people, who share it, together. I'll skip over the details of how my teacher and me found each other in a class of over 120 students; suffice to say that after a couple of classes and repeated trips to Coffee Day I found a hardy soul and my mentor for life. One of the few people I know, intimately enough, to speak my heart out.

No, we didn’t party on Saturday as planned. It was clear to me that the guys weren’t excited about going to the club as I was- a fact that bamboozled me. I got home sulking but not for long as my little niece was waiting at home to give me a sloppy little kiss. I watched ‘Mummy 3’. Instantly I realized that this whole movie thing had been a big mistake. My friends agreed that it had been the worst action movie of the century.

Yesterday was a Friendship Day lunch special at the Orange Peel. From the instant I walked in, I felt like it was the best friendship day ever. Within moments I was leaning all over people, hugging them and generally being all friendly, laughing out loud and smiling at the singer. I swear she was checking me out and I thought the nice thing to do would be to smile back. It felt like home and the music happened to be just right. The most pleasant elements in all this were the 1 litre beer mug and the five-course meal. The food was delicious, as I expected it would be, given that the host is a professional chef. I started off with the most delectable chicken rolls that melted as soon as they touched your tongue. The second course was a non-veg platter, the third, a shrimp salad, the fourth, lamb doused in mint sauce and the last course, was an excellently created dessert made of chocolate- and that my dear friends, is a magical substance that can work all manner of wonders. I will give more details within the next few days. For the moment, I’ll just say that of all the times I've had brunch with friends this has been the most enjoyable by far.
I wanted to write about my new love, but my stomach is growling and I need to get me some food. So this track will have to do for now. If you are as crazy about him as I am, then do let me know. Comment.

Jeff Buckley ‘Last Goodbye’

What Am I, Chopped Liver?

So many things bothered me when I was much younger, especially the way I looked. It constantly made me burst out in self-pity. Now, I feel sorry for my boyfriends of the past who had to put up with my anger and self- loathing. I can’t really say that I’ve gotten over all the insecurities and vulnerabilities. But now I feel like I’m in a much better place. Parts of my heart have been fractured, not by others but by my own choices and my own inability to make good choices.

Last night, I went to the Opus to watch Tony play. I don’t remember any of the songs sung, but I do remember Tony strumming the place red. Before I got to the venue I had a major brawl with my folks. Bad news, I’m not moving out. Now, I won’t have to reach into my savings or dream about the blinds and décor I want to pick out for the new place.

Anyways, back to the show. So I went to Opus with the intention of getting myself piss drunk. I get there and say a little prayer- ‘puh-leez let me not see the crooner tonight, NOT TONIGHT!’ God apparently had plans of his own because as soon as I realized that the coast was clear, HE walks in….and what a walk that was. I keep playing the moment in my head. Each time slower and slower. Okay, I need to snap out of it. So, he walks in and…and… Lord! I need to stop doing this. Moving on… he meets all his buddies and then sits at our table. That boy had some testicular fortitude to sit at my table after all the shit he’s given me. I spared myself no mercy and downed the screwdrivers as fast as I could. Things went hazy. My mind felt light and the guys on stage were like a movie playing on mute. CK asked me to sit next to him, so I did. The crooner sat next to him. We got into a conversation. After 6 months we actually talked. Somewhere during our banter CK disappeared and it was just the two of us. Conversation turned to flirting- involuntary on my part! And before we knew it, I was wiping sauce off his skin and he spoke of our dates. We fought to pay the bill. He paid it, but it was stupendously sensational when he held my hand for that brief moment. Look at me, I sure sound like one love struck puppy. It was time to go and I was so drunk, I couldn’t stand so I was escorted out of the place with the help of my crew. I hugged my crooner and left. I don’t remember what happened after that. My mind kinda went into shut down mode.

Checked my messages in the morning. One from the crooner. Ignored it. There’s no way I’m putting behind the hours and days of hurt and giving into him this easy. Spent the rest of the day with my niece. I never thought I would love anyone else, other than me, so much. I don’t really intend to have kids of my own so this one will always be my treasure.



Ah, Tori Amos. Her music sounds like an eclectic mix of intoxicating fervor. Ever seen her videos? It’s quite a sight. She can make any guy strip and every woman gay with the way she takes to the piano, legs placed quite seductively. While she sings she tosses her curly tresses- the movement magical, exquisite and slow. The world seems so beautiful.
In 2000 , Tori had been placed into the Rock n Pop Hall of Fame. She was one of the few women to be placed into this hall of fame so far.

The track below was without a doubt her biggest hit. It's not difficult to see why. It's a trip, it’s catchy and you can tune-out to it. She’s always given her fans something to slobber over. This is one of my favorites. If you don’t own a Tori Amos album I seriously suggest you go out and get it. It's well worth owning.

(You'd might want to turn up the volume on this track)