Nepal

'Carrying 500-rupee notes in Indian currency is a punishable offence in Nepal'

Source: Wikitravel
Mood: Anticipatory

:)

Maya

She was in control of her emotions until the nadaswaram player started blowing his horn. He was controlling the cow. The cow was being told to destroy everything. And how the cow tore down the mansion of success Oprah had laboriously constructed over the years. Even Cartman who'd been a harmless piece of fiction until then was starting a cast a shadow - she watched helplessly as the rudest animated character ever created, began to come to life in her studio. This was history in the making but it was time to put an end to this madness. She stood on one leg and did penance for two thousand years until lord Shiva was forced to grant her an army of 300 of his very best and they came flying down from the heavens towards her studio. Kamal, sensing some potential danger here, sent up the piranha signal into the sky. Three thousand miles away, Rohan (who'd just recently vanquished his worst enemy - the exam monster) was now in a death duel with a new and infinitely more powerful adversary who'd crept up and wrapped her tentacles around him while he wasn't looking - the job monster. Even she had to step aside though, and let him answer the call of the piranha. "I'll be back...", he said sheepishly and sped off towards Kurukshetra. By the time he reached there, Abhi and Electron Rahul had already emailed themselves to Chicago and the battle was already raging....

Two thousand miles away in Himachal, an apple lands on a bearded old man's head. The old man disappears completely. Far far away, Geroge appears in flesh and blood behind a drum kit and the rest of the band is already jamming. The machine guns have turned into guitars, the chakras have turned into a laptop and Oprah rubs her eyes in disbelief as she realises that everything she saw was just

Maya

(The Bombay Store building, MG Road)

Thursday 2nd August 2007 8.30pm

George is back and so is Lounge Piranha :)

and the website is acting a bit strange so take it with a pinch of salt.

... and www.loungepiranha.com for one cup sykosis...
... and www.myspace.com/loungepiranhamusic for one plate music

I've found

I've found some nice things.
-an ocean with no waves
-a wall to climb


Category: Super things

The Whore

In the morning a woman exits an appartment hurriedly, coffee mug in her hand.
'Late?' my eyes ask. Friendly.
'I drink it in the car.' She tells me.
We smile at each other as we wait for the lift.

In the evening I get into the lift with another woman.
Covered. Smelling strongly.
The curls of her coloured, fake hair sticking out under the cloth of her head cover. An abaya parting at her legs, covers her body.
Sun glasses.
She doesnt' talk.
She enters an appartment.

The same one.

You never believed me when I told you that I read bottom up.
I do.
:)

Scrimmage

Scrimmage- The contest between two opposing teams that begins at the time the ball is snapped until it is out of play; also, a practice game, often between teams formed from the same squad of players.

*For you. And that t-shirt I still have but never wear :) I miss you.

I noticed yesterday that I can pataav guys.
Heh :)



Mood: Amused
Category: Chance noticings

It never occurred to me before now, that I can if I please, (and I do :)) have a picture of a hot guy as my wall paper. You know, how boys have pictures of hot girls as theirs? :)

So.

This, everybody is my new wallpaper.

The ambiguity colors it fine. Leaving a lot to imagination and subtracting more.

-Anonymous (Only not)

My palm

A constant reminder
Of what.
Of what not.

Haunted Hotel

It wasn't even a little bit haunted.

An estimation.

Lotus

"Yes... he went to the mountains a few years ago after job quatted, we're still waiting for him to come back", answers Kamal.

"But...", said Oprah, wiping away one tear drop from her left eye, "How long can you wait for him to come back?"
"As long as it takes him, Oprah", said Kamal,
Oprah is an about-to-burst dam. The entire studio audience is an over filled water balloon about to explode.
"Such commitment...", she starts, Kamal cuts her off, "Oprah, haven't you ever heard of side projects? Here take this hanky and console yourself."
"But your side project has become an international super-hit, why don't you call it your main project?", she takes the hanky and cosoles herself. "Such commitment...anyway", she continues, "because your undying devotion, we arranged a little surprise for you. Someone is backstage waiting to reunite with you forever", she says facing the audience with a big smile.
One tear drop starts coming from Kamal's right eye. "Oprah... did you find Geor...?"

But before he can complete the sentence, Cartman comes running out from backstage wearing a dress and crazy make-up shouting, "Wha-ever wha-ever, I'll do what I want!", Nagraj from Raj comics comes out shooting snakes at him, Oprah starts to scream, a cameraman falls off from above, a cow jumps into the audience, a fire starts....

Far far away in Himachal Pradesh, in an orchard where no roads reach, a man with a very long beard smiles and switches off the tv in his little cottage. He picks up his papers and felt pens and a basket of lunch and heads towards the door. He remembers when he first came here years ago to finish his graphic novel. He really did think he was going to go back in those days. He hadn't understood the tug of the mountains yet. He walks towards the path he knows so well now. He walks for a few hours, a half smile plastered on his face, he stops to rest under a tree and have some lunch. "Side project...", he murmurs to himself... just then an apple falls on his head.

What is it:
3sevens, (feat. kamal from Lounge Piranha) live at Maya

Who is it:
Kamal, lead guitar, rhythm guitar, lead vocals, side vocals, lyrics, arrangements Rohinton bass, tabla Rahul on tabla

When is it:
6th July - 8 pm onwards

How is it:
hundred bucks at the door, three hundred and seventy seven, seven inside :-)

Piranha Fry

No fairy tales this time. Just the situation as it is.

Dijeridoo man Pervez quit job situations a couple of months ago, slipped into a phone booth, turned back into Bullet man Pervez, and headed straight for the mountains after a couple of detours in Kerala and Gujrat. At least that's what we think we think. Corporate designer and drummer George then quit his job situations, put on his artist cap (tilted at a rakish angle) and also headed straight for the mountains, after playing one last gig at Maya. Armed with papers and pencils and pens he makes his way toward an apple estate in Himachal to relax and draw. He claims he'll be back in a month or so, with the stress firmly planted on the "or so".

In the meanwhile back in Gotham city, it's time to pull out some projects which have been waiting patiently the last year or more. Kamal's ready to restart 777 (Kamal + tabla + bass), Abhi's messing around with some electrons and Rohan's setting up an underground recording facility in his medical college. There obviously won't be any Lounge Piranha shows till George is back but if any of these side projects kick-off, we'll send you an email. Fair and square? Ok, happy summer holidays then!

- LP

... and www.loungepiranha.com for one cup sykosis...
... and www.myspace.com/loungepiranhamusic for one plate music

Rounds

-Applause
-Beer
-Ammunition



Category: What's the good word?

Haunted Hotel

Next week end we're going here.
Local rumour has it that the place is haunted and that there's a haunted village nearby too.
It seems that the village is a ghost village. Everything in the village is intact. The houses, the furniture, everything. But the village is empty. As if everybody got up one day and just left.

We'll find out next week.



*Room in the car for holy people, water, crucifixes, all that.

Indefinite, tentative

Since I'm now staying here indefinitely :(
It means I have lots more money to spend.
Super. :)

So.

Tentative plans.

December:
-Bombay-Bangalore-Coorg-Bangalore-Delhi-Nagaland-Places around Nagaland-Bangalore-Hampi (Andrew? Do you still have Fox's bike?)-Bangalore


That's all.