Clink clink!

Here I am wedged in a “sleeper” bus back to Bangalore (a place I cannot get myself to call-my new home). To many of you, who do know why – let me spare you the details.. To those who don’t, read my previous blog post. You basically buy a ticket in this so called sleeper bus for a 5 ½ by 1 ½ berth which is a tad less than what you get when they put you to rest. Being the claustrophobic that yours truly is its really hard to move let alone align your thoughts. This “dude” is rocking to his songs just below me. Wait a second, do I hear….backstreet boys. Bada Bing! That is the only thing you gawt right in the whole night, I say to myself albeit the mellifluous snore of my fellow passenger strumming for the same!

After spending quality time with people I love to identify as friends, I guess this is little price to pay.

Am I complaining?!

Looks like it. Yes I am!

But hey! What the heck?! Life could be better.

For once I should be allowed to take credit for what I do. For once the one I “have to” look up to could stop tweaking my emails using ms word. Thanks but, no thanks. For once those people that need my approval for everything refer to their guidelines before getting me involved. You dimwits, it is for you those guidelines have been set up. For once my ideas should be considered before they are dubbed “innovative” and shut down. So I intend to dedicate this post to one and all, except you!

Clink clink! (Proposing the toast)

To all those who are bold enough to try something new, not because you were left with no choice, but you believe in it – take a sip.

To all those who think about doing something you are passionate about and care about – you are almost there – you get to take a sip too’

To all those who think there is nothing called passion, I need a great life, a great spouse, retirement fund blah de blah de blah – you are awesome – sometimes you are a great source of inspiration – take a sip too

To that friend who taught me the value of a rupee – it could be just a rupee to you but you just made that kid lose value in a rupee by giving him Rs 50. That was after a lil kid asked me for a rupee and I gave him a 50 bill.

To that friend who can shed a tear for friendship.

To that friend, well the one who taught me what it is to be a friend, every single day of my life.

To that friend, who heard me rant on and on and on.

To that friend, guide, supporter, mentor and everything – I have learnt so much from you, I thank my stars for having you in my life.

To that friend and a person I look up to, if I could be half a man that you are – I can die peacefully believing I have lived my life.

Last but definitely not the least my beautiful chelli. Sometimes I wonder if we were born to the same parents, her - so gorgeous and I, well you know me! I am very happy I could also call her my friend and proud to see the woman she has turned into.

Here’s to all you people, to people I am getting to know and to this journey called life.

Mood : Cranky

Music: Emosanal Athyaachaar from Dev D.