Soldier Down

Yesterday it was the last bout of a fever, a runny nose, burning eyes and a tickly throat.

Today it is chest congestion, dry cough, stuffy and runny nose and puffy eyes.

Oh, it's a slashing cough. They're gonna love me at work tomorrow.

So the fever’s gone but the cold remains. I’m waiting to get over the tissues and warm clothes; I can almost feel the freedom of free breath and a clear throat. I tried to prepare some chicken broth treats, mum made some of my favorite homemade fried chicken and chicken sandwiches. I heated some leftover KFC Chicken- I'm all chickened out. And I'm trying to OD on cold medicine.
Yet it seems that my body just really wants to be sick right now. Actually, what my body needs is to have someone come over and make me chicken anything and rub my back. Maybe when mum comes back I could ask her to feed me some jelly for dessert and give me little "feel better" kisses.

But until that happens I'll just take some medicine, hunker down and pray for morning.

This evening, I abandoned all other responsibilities and sank my time into a music detox with some excellent artists. Best part? No guilt. Music overrides everything because it holds a power that I'm still realizing.

It can have me and I'll gladly go.
The Weepies with ‘Living in Twilight’

Friday Musings

Today's assortment of completely incoherent and random thoughts has been brought to you by an actified (make that four) and the symptoms of a flu:

- I re-he-he-ly want a tattoo. The ones that make no sense but aren’t stupid either. Gigantic and bold… yeah!

- Life would be so much more fun if people could hear the songs that play in my head when they pass by.

- Sometimes I lay awake at night wondering if my left leg is longer than my right leg… and it's totally the fault of my twitchy brain syndrome.

- How is it possible that I never run out of falling in love with songs I discover every single day?

- I've been watching back to back episodes of Law & Order SVU as a way to pass the evenings at home after work and it has me feeling very inspired to be an Indian Wonder Woman.

- How does someone become a super spy-fighting machine? I think that's something I want to aim at doing before I turn fifty or something.

- Noodles or Pasta for dinner??

- Fall in love or not to fall in love?

- I want to go bald! I don’t find red hair exciting anymore.

- Tonight's fantasy threesome: Me, Channing Tatum and Hugh Jackman.

- No more cold medicine for me.
I’ve been a fan of KT Tunstall since she took her first few steps to the microphone and it’s been a delight to watch her move from behind the curtain out into worldwide acclaim. And rightly so I might add. If you don’t really recognize the track it’s not your fault. This is one of those tracks that were forgotten by the world. I haven’t had a chance to preview all her songs, but this track alone has made me excited to hear what Miss Tunstall has cooked up on her albums. The song ‘Heal over’ has a special place in my heart because it was Imcha’s gift to me. Living miles apart from each other has made us accept what we are left with on our road to ambition. Music is the key ingredient that has kept our friendship going and it will be music that will keep us together no matter what happens. I love the lines ‘Everybody sails alone, But we can travel side by side’. The lyrics are what really make this song into a brilliant piece of music. This is music that is meant to be turned up annoyingly loud and blasted throughout your house {or work, if no one else is there}. Long story short it is simply a good song. If you’re looking for some healing or just plain ol’ good music then ‘Heal Over’ serves as an excellent starting point to really get to know what KT Tunstall’s music is all about.

Bored Deafness Issues

I arrived safely at my office at 8:30 am, for what was another lengthy and dreary day. Brace yourselves for a boring post, as it really is the best way to pass my time. No reason the rest of you shouldn't be bored right along with me; you're obviously clicking away, too.

So it’s a proven fact that as the noise levels in our city increase it has an adverse affect on the hearing levels of the masses. This means that as time goes by we’ll all be suffering from hearing disabilities.
I must say, I feel slightly comforted after reading about it. I was starting to wonder if I was just paranoid when I couldn't hear when people talk to me. It's especially bad for me in pubs and clubs where background noise drowns out the conversation I'm having with someone literally next to my face. I thought I just had some type of ADD or constantly clogged ears or maybe the kind of hearing my father has, one that he has become quite skilled at over the years (which, I'm covetous of). 

After this sudden awareness of the public detoriation of a vital sense I'm quite pleased to learn that I don’t just have a problem with attention and it’s this fanatic town that is so deafening and aurally injurious.

I now choose to deliberately pay no attention to the fact that my earphones are attached to my head for seven hours every day and turned on at shattering levels. If I had to accept the fact that I'm losing my hearing because of music played as loud as it can be then I'd have to find a deep and dark hole to crawl into and breathe my last breath.

Order of business today:

First, if you’ve seen this blog and are reading it right now… yeah YOU… let me highly recommend this artist to you (I realize I’ve written about him before but repetition incites interest). I do not just endorse his music because he’s a good friend of mine… I really enjoy this man’s music.

And can this boy sing!

Perhaps y’all can just stop by his website when you’re done here, and you can all weigh his music for me.

Here are links that can take you to his site-

http://www.chris-das.com/

His facebook page

His facebook fan page

You see that picture on the sidebar called ‘EC’s Project’… 

The great thing about it is that a) encourages local artists 

b) makes the artist create something more amazing 

c) and it feeds my ego.

And now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to eat some dinner with my dad and gear myself up for an edgy episode of Law & Order SVU. 

Signing off this post with Jamie Wyatt. Enjoy.

I’ve had the best time this past week. Amazing food, ass-kicking friends, music and laughing...I couldn't have asked for a better week.
It was filled with irregular days, special friends, even after the going away of my friend, Pratz. It appears that I have now acquired a new set of family and friends that seem so close to me like we’ve always known each other. I'm going to guess that these new relationships have also increased my alcohol intake. In which case, I fully endorse after-work weekday plans and kudos to myself for living it up! The past week has got me going to bed fairly late, primarily due to this amazing company and this has led to absolutely massive hangovers when I wake up each morning. And it was so worth it.
Lesson to be learned here: If you must go drinking then do it with people from Coorg and Nepal. They are excellent and must all be conserved.

As for my creative juices, they're still flowing. They're just flowing at a snail's pace these days. I blame the cold - despite the fact that this hasn’t been the coldest on record in B’lore City. I've had plenty of adventures (see above reference to previous post and massive hangover) but for some reason I've just not had the motivation to put them up here. It’s possible I might’ve ruined too many brain cells or I suppose I've just been way too drunk! I do hope to pick up the pace around here a little bit or maybe take into service a secretary to do the dictation. And of course, by secretary I imply a cute Italian. And by dictation I mean massage my aching back and dish up some great food.

I hope to heavens that my irregular blogging has left an emptiness inside you. So let me give you a few suggestions on how to spend your time in between my joy-giving updates:

1. Help your local clinic. The excitement never ends!

2. Keep your mobile phone switched on at night so that my friends and I can drunk dial you.

3. Take up a great hobby. My current obsession is The Snap Shot game. This is a drinking game so call some friends over and take a shot of alcohol every time someone clicks a photo of you! You’ll need a camera and lots of memory space!

4. Get old seasons of Dexter. Pure genius!

5. Stop by your local pharmacist for some relaxants.

I hope these ideas lend a hand!

After two years of leaving an absolutely fun job to pursue further studies and then getting myself into a great online search marketing company, my old boss from the radio station calls up. And keeps calling for some reason… maybe about a job. It should be really fun to see how this plays out.
If you’ve enjoyed reading this blog, at all, then I reckon at least a part of your heart identifies with mine. And now that I’ve established this as a fact I must tell you, that you should take a break from your hectic life and check out Taylor Hicks’ track below. Yes my friends, it is the Taylor Hicks from the famous American Idol show. He wasn’t my favorite Idol but this song is so good. Do you know his music is categorized under Pop/Soul and modern "whomp"? So while I figure out what ‘whomp’ is… let his lungs do the talking, as his voice soars over a refrain that makes it impossible not to start head nodding and foot tapping.
It becomes apparent that this track is worthy to be heard.

Until next time here’s Taylor Hicks with ‘Heaven Knows’.

Cheers.

Although just sometime back I was saying how much alone time I usually have to enjoy my peace and quiet, things actually haven't been that way since. It's been a wound up program, albeit an agreeable one. This morning is my only free time until tonight where I plan to spend it zoned out on the sofa, neglecting all of the things I ought to catch up on (work, self-assessments, colleagues, WORK).

So just what have I been up to the past two days? For starters, Pratz, my good ol friend from college, surprises me by landing in the city. This time around I still had issues with time, but the moments we spent together were enhanced by the fantastic entertainment provided by her fiancé, Josh, who had come here to meet me. I also had the pleasure of meeting her cousins, who were extremely funny and brilliantly informative. So that brings us up to this morning, which is my time of rest (God isn't the only one who deserves one, you know). Tonight is Pratz’ last night in B’lore and that's when the good times and loud banter will end. If I've learned anything from Pratz it is that there are still amazing and thoughtful people out there (buried amongst the crap), and I've been lucky to have found my best in-person, flesh-and-blood friend. Some people are fortunate enough to have two families - the one they are raised in, and the one that they form with the friends they gather. There are always highs and the lows but each has the possibility, to remain forever. I'm blessed to have both, and I adore them all, even if they take seasons to be dysfunctional.

Today I’m not going to be pounding out some words on the track I upload here but it’s still filling you in on some awesomeness.
And now I have this thinly veiled attempt at an ego boost request, and I'd like to ask my readers to please leave a comment on this post. Just say hi, so I can get a sense of who is out there or let me know how you came upon this humble little site or give me a good artist suggestion and I’ll make sure I get a hold of their music. Once again, thanks for swinging by Evuhleen’s Corner. I hope you keep coming back!

For Pratz, You are a lucky star and your light shines though all the way!

Hugs from Eve!