S C no more...

Yup!I'm tired of writing the Sunday Chronicles. You know why? Because it seems my blogs are now full of 'weekend news' and Sunday features prominently...:) (it's kinda boring eh?)

Haven't read much of the paper today - but after this am planning to read Swaminomics and of course Sudha Murthy's column and then devote myself to poring over the magazine section of what is fast becoming an addiction, 'The Hindu'.

Spent money. But on ma. Feels good to shop for loved ones. That was today.

In fact talking about shopping for loved ones reminds me, there was a time, in what seems a distant past, another planet, another world, another me, when I was earning a pittance (compared to what I do now and I know comparisons are odious and I still earn a pittance, but hey, we've moved up the economic ladder, 'see see I've a car now'), I'd just splurge on friends and surprise them with gifts. Why? Just like that. Go to an exhibition, like something that a particular friend would like, pick it up. I still like gifting. Love it in fact. But the spontaneity lies buried somewhere in the folds of age, some cynicism and distance. I will revive it. This is the age of technology and shopping for and shipping to friends despite the geographical divide is actually as simple as 1 + 1 = 4 right?..:)

In fact talking of spontaneity, I spent the afternoon and rest of the evening with an ex-colleague. Purely on a whim called her, invited myself over for lunch, went driving in the evening, and then treated them to dinner. Felt good. (That was yesterday). Maybe there's some truth in all the saints', wise ones' and revered folks' saying when they say the greatest joy is in giving. I guess they knew what they were talking about.

Bunty is likely to come down the week after next. I'm likely to go to apun ka adda during the 1st week of December, then there might be some more travel and then some. Lots of boyfriends want to plan trips with me. From apun ka gaon, apun ka Mumbai kya? Bike trips and weekend trips and longer trips. Never knew was so popular with the boys. Ha ha! I plan, I decide, I give the dates and they come along. I've been told I'm a natural born leader! Hmmm! Ha ha ha!

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers with 'Free Fallin' is really nice. I remember a night. A green Ford Ikon. Man at the helm of the four wheeler? A colleague. Wind in the hair. Many beers and rum and coke had been desptached down the thirsty gullet. Driving home. Screaming 'Free Falling'. Oooooooooh! Wheeeeeeeeeeeee! Fun!!!!!

Yup! Life is actually a Sun-day. Memories are the butterflies that emerge from the cocoon of time. And if the grey in the hair is any indication of age silently creeping up on one, then boy o boy, do I have memories?!

Cheers!

P.S. - (Another birthday round the corner... sigh! cheers?!)