Carry all your thoughts. Across an open field.
-Augustana; Boston

Home

Kiran- Laura ask Dadda where to get kites in Cox Town.
Laura- Dadda where do you get kites in Cox Town?
Dadda- Tights? Go to that Crocodile shop. Why do you want tights?
Laura- Not tights Dadda, kites.
Dadda- You don't get kites anymore. It's not kite season.
Mamma- Why do you want tights?
Dadda- Put two broomsticks across your chaddis and make your own kite.
Kiran- I used to make my own kites. I think Rafi taught me.
Laura- Chee Dadda, don't be dirty. *Laugh laugh laugh*
Kiran- What did Dadda say?
Laura- He said put two broomsticks across your chaddis and make your own kite.
Kiran- Chee *Laugh laugh laugh*
Laura- See? You're laughing too!



-Home

It took less than a moment for the severing to happen. He never knew that we were attached in my mind. He doesn't know that we're not anymore. He doesn't know why.

I'm my Mother's secretary.
Who would have imagined that this is what I'd end up doing.
Who would have imagined that she'd get a secretary for free.




Category: Secretarial course
Mood: Amused

Most things aren't as in depth as they sound.
In case anyone was wondering.







:)

It turned out that we were fallible, human and fallible. Even you.



Category: Leveling the playing field

He used to say something about lasting relationships.
And about taking things easy.
I'll never forget your warmth.
And relationships do last.
Even if only inside my head.


For M

Happy Birthday boys and girls

I've finalized the birthday present list. As below.

-White pants (which don't look like Elvis pants)
-Green fake silk curtains (4 nos)
-Himalaya drug company kajal
-The box that never came


That's all.

She encouraged me to leave.
And so somewhat perversely, I stayed.
To watch the people that surrounded you.
To judge you by them.


Category: Judgment seat

Picture

(Subjects: 1)Nitin Pradeep 2) Jumeirah Beach)

Laura Pora & Maya Papaya

I told her that I crossed a black cat's path.
She wanted to know if the cat died.

Late; never

Lord K stood hands-crossed, eyes-scrutinizing, (or was it eyes-crossed, hands-scrutinizing?) over the construction mess in Dwarka. Once this magnificent palace was built the rest would be easy. Where was he at this time last year he wondered to himself with a smile. His pager beeped.

Back in Hastinapur, the Pandavas were now back in control. With the evil Karuravas defeated and decimated, and their shared trophy wife's honour redeemed, all was where it should have always been. The mood was generally lax, almost to a point where the bloodshed they were so happy to leave behind 2 years ago would now be a welcome distraction from their everyday... from their everyday... from their every same day.... Arjuna sat around dreaming about a princess he'd met in Manipur a few years ago. Where was his bow and his quiver of arrows? Was he a warriror or a god-damn day dreamer? Ah yes, he remembered, Dr. Evil had it. Where was Dr. Evil these days? His pager beeped.

In fact at that moment Dr. Evil was hurling abuse and invective at Megatron who was tearing off the San Francisco Bay Bridge and hurling it at Absent who was in his spaceship zooming over Dr. Evil and dropping neutron bombs everywhere. Their cell phones went off at the same moment.

All of them had the same message from Gonzo Garbanzo.

Sunday, Jan 13th
Lounge Piranha LIVE and raucous
at Maya (3rd Floor, Bombay Store bldg, MG road)

It's back to roots and time to regroup! Happy New Year Fools!

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They were everything.
Everything I swore I'd never become.

26

If you didn't have that. You'd have nothing. You said.
Nothing to believe in.
How could I land the weight of my contentment on you?
Don't listen. Don't listen to me.

When people use uncommon words it usually precedes that word lists have been learned.
I can't decide if this makes me a little disappointed.



Category: Circumstance

She lived only in the memory of her daughter's password.

I can't say
If you're different around me
Or the same around everyone else.

Mind
Affairs
Karnataka



Category: State
:-)Hehe

I thought that things were mostly practice and circumstance.

Everybody else thought this too.




(We could be wrong)

Contention.

I prayed for you to be famous.
Even though
I didn't want that.
Because famous people don't have time.
But ordinary people don't have time either.
So if it's all the same to you...

You give me miles and miles of mountains And I'll ask for the sea
-Damien Rice

It arrived finally.
A box with my clothes.
Mini skirts and jumpers. Things I'd never wear. It's cold.
A football. A throw.
Presents.
It arrived finally.

'There are lots of opportunities' she laughed. 'waiting to be kissed.'





:-)
About: How we are, how we're not.

And when God woke up it was Monday. He groaned and poured himself a cup of tea. His house looked like a nuclear disaster from the future. "Not again", he whispered to himself, "I hope the maid comes in today..". He stared at his work table for a full minute while sipping his tea. "Alright let's do this", he muttered. And that's how it began.

On that sunshiny Monday he created work. On Tuesday he created daydreams. On Wednesday he created music. On Thursday he created fish curry and rice. And Thursday nights, he declared, were live music nights (he was particularly proud of that one). On Friday he created the stars, the planets, the galaxies, the sun, the moon, the earth, animals, plants, human beings and civilizations. By Saturday there was smoke coming out of Earth, bombs being dropped, and general mayhem. He ignored it and created Saturday night fever, which later went on to become a blockbuster. On Sunday, he leaned back in his chair and created relaxation. As he looked back on his brilliant week, the noises from Earth were becoming louder and louder until all of a sudden he heard the sickening sound of his door being hacked at. As it came crashing down a couple of human soldiers moved aside and to make way for two pigs in suits and ties who walked in like they owned the place. "Take him away", said one pig in a quiet voice. "Who are you?", God asked. "We're the new management", replied the pig, "this is the people's revolution", "and you my friend, are history", he finished with a flourish. "What people?", God demanded, "I just created you guys day before yesterday!", he thundered. "Take it easy", the pig replied, "we created discontent on our own yesterday since you forgot to do it yourself. We want some changes and we shall have them now that we're in charge". "What kind of changes?", God wanted to know. "Well first of all, no music on Thursday nights. Secondly, Sunday shall now be a working day....", "Wait wait wait", said God, "So when do you want to have music night then?", he asked. The pig thought for a few seconds, "Let's do it on Sundays. Look don't worry too much about it, you'll have plenty of time to watch and learn how to run a universe from where we're going to put you. Soldier! Take him away..."

Lounge Piranha, LIVE at Maya (3rd flr, Bombay Store, MG Rd), Sunday 9th December 2007 - entry Rs 150
& also
LIVE at Bangalore Habba, Palace Grounds, tonight Thursday 6th December 2007 - free entry?

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Marlene/Kiran

She went out salsa dancing
I watched Pulp Fiction at home.


Category: Best friends

Displace

Everything out of place
Is in it's place.


Feeling: Displaced

Interpreter

I dreamed.
It might have been a forest. It's green, the ground. Undergrowth.
In front of me on my left a snake is moving, very fast, almost as if it's flying. On it's right, a cat, moving at the same pace. Both black. I'm behind them also moving fast.
A voice tells me to stay very still and I'm almost awake, unmoving; so that the tiger that's sniffing at my feet doesn't realize I'm alive. Doesn't kill me.

Category: Dreams
Wanted: Interpreter

Sarah and Elizabeth

Sarah and Elizabeth

People do the strangest things for God or it could be that God does the strangest things for people.

Circa: 2007

List of things I'm not likely to become

-Chess Grand Master
-Bollywood Film playback singer

Lecture

Me: Tobacco


Kamal: Smoking?


Me: Someone is


Kamal: Hmm


Me: I could smell it


Kamal: Don't get into that trip ok?


Me: ..
Ok
Any other trip?
Ok?


Kamal: Depends
Heroine
Cocaine
No
Ok?


Me: Hampi, Manali
Yes?


Kamal: Ah
Super
Yes yes
Of cource


Me: What about marijuana?


Kamal: Why?


Me: Or hashish
Because easily available in Manali?
Grows by the wayside?


Kamal: I see
Lots of kaka on road - you eat?


Me: ..
No


Kamal: Same


Me: Ok
.


Kamal: :-)




Lesson learned: One big college lecturer this Kamal is

List: Things to do

-Rob manager's sharpener
-Compliance
-Contemplate becoming quasi Hindu and/ or start my own religious group
-Learn how to say 'So What?' in Hindi
-Finish breakfast
-Buy snow boots

Manali

The word Manali literally means “the abode of Manu”.

Source: Wikipedia
Mood: Slightly disappointed

(Excuse me, we're probably going to Manali instead of Nepal. Pack your snow boots.)

Temple Town

I wanted to go to a temple town.
I imagined it would be like this.
Stone and cool against my skin
And that the world would stop.
I've wanted that for a while now
And also to go to a temple town.

Category: Carousel

Wanted

a)Hindi teacher to teach me to say to the Pakistani driver: 'If any of these women bother you, shout at them!' AND 'Watch the road!'

b)Jello shot maker teacher

a softer world

a softer world

Cricket

Laura (Sister):
I don't know who's funnier to watch during a cricket match.
Richard (Sister's Husband), Mamma (Mamma) or Megan (Sister's Baby)

Dadda of course will be peacefully snoring through the whole thing.

Richard will yell and scream every time someone gets out.

Mama will sit and do her jadoo mantras and put the cross on the tv and say things like my toe to you Pakistan, come on Sreeshanti use your third eye!

And Megan will look at Richard and Mama and yell along without any idea of what's going on.


:-)
Category: Home store

Her super power is that she smiles
And his is that he's kind.
Together I think they could take over the world.


Category 1: Superheros
Category 2: Wondering what it's like to fly around downtown

Ya Vas Lyubil

Ya vas lyubil: lyubov' eshe, byt' mozhet,
V dushe moei ugasla ne sovsem;
No pust' ona vas bol'she ne trevozhit;
Ya ne hochu pechalit' vas nichem.
Ya vas lyubil bezmolvno, beznadezhno,
To robost'yu, to revnost'yu tomim;
Ya vas lyubil tak iskrenno, tak nezhno,
Kak dai vam bog lyubimoi byt' drugim.

I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain;
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not want to sadden you again.
Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant another love you so.

Alexander Pushkin (1829)

Picture promise

About how 1: Funny I dress these days
About how 2: Horrible I am at taking pictures of myself

Wiley Coyote

Every time I buy a pair of slippers, the boy ROBS them.
SO,
I've started buying only pink slippers.

He he he

Category: Wiley Coyote

Boss

'Give this to the Boss.' She told the office boy, handing him a presentation
And he came straight and gave it to me, ignoring the Managing Director entirely.

:-)

Category: Humour

I felt it in my stomach before I realised it was the smell.
I smelled Nainital yesterday.
In a big yellow bottle of Vaseline body lotion.

Lounge Piranha- Magic Tricks

SEE HERE YOU!

Things get killed all the time.
You know; cats, time, bill.
But not curiosity.
Never that.

Everything stops; stands still for a moment.
But your mind races.

Worthy Opponents

"And let that be a lesson to you Cyclop!", Ulysses shouted out as his ships left the shore. It was a mistake which he would pay for dearly. A short distance away on the beach the now-blinded-one-eyed-monster let out a bloodcurdling bellow, which his father, the lord of the seas, heard very loudly and very clearly. Ulysses was a marked man. A terrible storm picked up his ships and hurled them around the ocean for days until eventually the poor company of weary sailors were tossed onto a beautiful little island. Their ships anchored, they began exploring Dali's beach only to find a disinterested bunch of native folk sitting around, eyes glazed, eating lotuses. So they tried some o dem lotuses too. And they ate some more. And more. Until their eyes glazed over, bodies relaxed, lay back wondering where it was they were trying to head to in the first place. And finding no good reason to leave this semi-concious dreamy wonderland, Ulysses' men ate more lotuses and lay back with eyes closed and lips curled into half a smile. And that was how Lord K found them when he floated down onto the island on yet another rescue mission. "Ladies and gentlemen, respected opponents, honoured chief guests, teachers, parents, and my dear friends..", he spoke into the megaphone, "this is my island, and these are my lotuses, and you jokers are not only trespassing, but by eating them you are ruining the eco-system.." "..ruining the eco-system runing the eco-system...", the words echoed across the skies... and into the super-sensitive ears of Captain Green. "Somebody needs us!", he addressed his protege, "let's go save somebody Doctor Doom", and together they flew towards the voice.

Meanwhile Lord K was starting to enjoy himself, "The topic for today's debate..", the megaphone blasted, "should these pathetic losers be spared? Or not? I am of the opinion..." Ulysses realised the gravity of the situation. "Lord K", he implored, "Don't be so hasty, my men had no idea, let's talk about this..". "Worthy opponent", Lord K shouted into the megaphone which was one inch away from Ulysses' face. "is it your opinion that these men should be spared?". Ulysses answered, "Er.. yes..but...", Lord K, turned his back to him addressing a captive audience which had suddenly appeared on the beach, "Respected judges, my worthy opponent feels that these men should be spared..."
All at once Captain Green and Doctor Doom swooped down on the scene, "What's the problem Lord K?". "The problem my dear friends", said Lord K still speaking into the megaphone, "is that these men, in their hurry to reach Ithaca where Penelope awaits their arrival, have forgotten about the hand that feeds them". Ulysses little confoos now. "and so I decided to remind them about a little thing called maya", he said pointing towards the sea where Venus was rising from the foam projecting lotuses onto the land, and suddenly the images changed and there was a woman washing clothes, and they changed again and bats were flying into the night sky, and Ulysses understood now what his duty was.

Thursday, 6th September, 9pm LP LIVE at Maya (Bombay Store, MG Rd), 150 bucks entry

Thursday, 13th September, 9pm, LP and Penelope Spencer, LIVE at The Sheraton, Jaipur

Friday, 14th September, 9pm, LP and Penelope Spencer, LIVE at Mirage, Crowne Plaza, New Delhi

(www.myspace.com/penelopespencer)


And one more announcement: Shatrix! released...George has gone bananas. Do check the website for the release of the new Piranha comic...


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Some people are too precious to have missed knowing.

I loved the way he sat.
He said his Grandfather taught him to sit that way.


Category: North East India Style

I love that about her.
That she smiles.
She always smiles.


Category: Makes you smile and makes me smile along

Not fully awake.
Not asleep.
Conscious.
Oblivious.

Inadequate

Season

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

He lived his life, to put it quite plainly, according to Newton's Third.

:-)
Category: Physics class

'You're going to think I'm a loser.'

'Another girl?' (smile)

'Yes. But it's not that.'
She's really nice, you know. And she has a MUSTANG!! I'm in love with her!
But...
(shamefaced)
...She's white. I don't know how I could like a white chick. Gahhh! (Makes a horrible face)'


So I explain to the boy, that white people are humans too and they can't help being where they're from and that if they're nice and fun to be with and own super cars, it's alright to like them.


I think we're starting to have too much self pride.
Category: Self pride

My Dear Kamal,
In opposition to your statement the other day, I would like to state that I am as sidey as I think I am.
Below is a list of proof of the fact.
To begin:
- I learned one sidey dance step from Govinda movie.
-I say oosjhu.
-And I have one flag of Great Britain banyan vest. (Ok, I don't, but I can always get one)


See??

Yours respectfully,




.

The Egyptian baker in the Lebanese bakery downstairs told me that he wanted to be my boyfriend.

.

So I said Haram.
I'm a girl.
And that he shouldn't worry girls.

He he
:)
Funny.


. = at a complete loss for an appropriate reaction

The first year away was alright, fun even.
But this second year.
It's turning out to be
Such a drag.

What's the good word?

Lord K turned hurriedly away from the mirror barely giving himself a second glance. As he turned a streak of light flashed from the mirror, followed quickly by another. He didn't notice.
He left, making his way to the local pub for some rum and some food and company. He sat sipping his rum and watching her. She seemed so familiar. And then suddenly, he doubled over with pain. He couldn't tell what had hit him. When he opened his eyes he saw her leaning over him a look of mild concern on her face. 'Come with me', she whispered. 'Quickly'.
Too disoriented to think clearly he struggled up and holding on to her, they made their way out into the street. 'I'm going to give you a clue', she said to him.
'What?' he looked confused.
'What's the good word for, Deadly sins, Dwarves, Brides&Brothers ?', she asked, ignoring his confusion. ' Think.' She said. 'You could be our one chance at winning this round'.
'Listen lady, he said. 'I don't know what you're talking about. I don't think I care. The only thing I want right now is a hot bath and a bed and a woman. Interested?'
'I'm sorry .'he said, almost immediately contrite. 'I didn't mean to sound that way. I think I'd better just go home.'
'It's too late for that.' He was politely informed. 'Your answer , if you answer correctly is the only thing that can save us now.
It's the key to WHAT."
'What?' Sir Kamal asked again, even more confused.
'WHEN, WHERE and WHY can come later.' the lady continued, ignoring him some more.
'Here, this might help', she then said, handing him a glass of hot toddy. 'It's been known to help people think clearly.'
Sir Kamal tentatively takes a sip.
The number 7 slowly forms in his mind. Deadly sins? He wonders.
Snowhite and the 7 dwarves? Enlightenment dawns.
7 Brides for 7 Brothers! he shouts out aloud. Full excitement.

777 he loudly proclaims.





The word? - 777
The when?- 6th July 2007
The where?- Maya, 3rd Floor, Bombay Stores, M.G. Road
The why?- Because we like him

It's easy to spot an art or a journalism student.
I always get the feeling they're taught, they learn, to love certain things.
As if it were an unsaid prerequisite, to be a part of the set, that world.
So easy.
Pulp Fiction for the boys, Amelie for the girls, Heart of Darkness anyone? Didn't you fall in love with The Little Prince?
So many more I could think of.
So easy, lemon squeasy.
:)

For every Mary there is a Martha.
If there were no Marthas all the Marys in the world would starve to death.

Courtesy: www.notesinmypocket.blogspot.com
Category: :) Funny

Freedom Jam

Ladies and gentlemen, respected teachers, and my dear friends,

Welcome to 60 years of independence. Lounge Piranha will play the Freedom Jam festival to be held on Sunday, the 5th of August at Palace Grounds. Three stages, 60 bands etc etc etc promises to make it Bangalore's biggest annual musical spectacle. The show starts around 3pm and goes on till the khaki cowboys show up around 10. According to the schedule (http://www.freedomjam.net/default.asp?page=comm), we should go on around 7.40 on the Arena stage. But come early and play football.... For more info about the jam, see www.freedomjam.net.

Ok bye. - LP

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A chicken and an egg are lying in bed.

The chicken is leaning against the headboard, a satisfied smile on its
face.

The egg, looking a bit irritated, grabs the sheet, rolls over, and says,
"Well, I guess we finally answered THAT question!"


Category1: One of the three dirty jokes I know :)
Category2: Which came first? The chicken or the egg?

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.

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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

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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.

I don't know if everybody's allowed a conclusion
or a misconclusion, whichever.
Even me.

I never chose my friends.
But I chose once.
You don't know.

-ks

Boy

How we fall

-from grace
-in love
-a part


Category: :)

Do you know what guys call girls who flash? he wanted to know.
Because a tiny bit of my inside wear accidentaly showed.
S L
U T
He mouthed the letters.
Is that also what girls call boys who flash? I wanted to know laughing a few minutes later at a glimplse of a pair of blue chaddis that had a boy inside them.

Aaagghh, he screamed like a girl.
And shut up after that.

:)

Category: Flash Gordon

Cartwheeling :)

Location: Umm Al Qwain Beach, the weekend

We were happy then wern't we?
That Easter two years ago.
Just after you came back.
Just before I left.
You're the one who never really wanted to come back.
I'm the one who never wanted to leave.
But you did.
And I did.

(for Marlene Gayle Rodricks)

Everything converges to a point
A little bit left of centre
Only this time it missed my chest completely
And hit instead the back of my neck.


Category: Cryptic?

I never told her that if you open the hot water tap you get cold water, so that I could have it ALL for myself.


Category: Greedy

Opinions

They form and unform
Easily and uneasily.

I smelled the memory of being alone yesterday.



Category: Smell memories/ Unaccustoms

Calling a girl 'dude'
Is EXACTLY
Like calling a boy 'chick'
Okay?




:)

My mother told me once that we can't have our cake and eat it too.
So we must have two cakes.

!

Category: What nonsense

In the house inside my head, there's a room for you too.

The three year old and the four and a half year old argue.
Hands stuck out in front of them, palm side down, to compare.
The four and a half year old who's a little bit white says, 'My hand is fairer than yours.'
The three year old looking down at her own hand which she has to admit, is in comparison a little bit blacker, quickly turns her hand, palm side up and says, 'MY hand is fairer than yours.'


:)
Category: Baby us

Rain cloud eyes.

Ballerina

(My colleague Mary Rose's niece Kristen's ballet class. Kristen, third from left.)