Monday, July 31, 2006

crazy unforgiving city

So easy to lose yourself... forget what you truly like, forget what you ARE truly like...
all i wanted to be was successfull at work, happy in life. i think somewhere along the line, my definitions of success and happiness have been warped... a good day at work, and an early release from office probably defines my success now.

...this city takes no prisoners... and kills its wounded...

And I´m bleeding, and I´m bleeding, and I´m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

:(

Friday, July 21, 2006

Homecoming

It feels like just yesterday that we were on our way to Goa for the first time. Imy waiting or us at the bus station at Panjim and then we heading towards the best Goa trip that i personally have had. Hitting the waves stoned, imy and sid passing out, udaya dancing. (Dude that was some pill)

The yesterday was, six years back. And i'm sure the fabled 183 K is now inhabitated by nice people with nice family and a nice dog. So then, we now have this blog shack to share everything that is to share under the sun. Much like the older days.

Six days back i had started out writing this blog. Just when i was about to finish and post the piece, it happened. Bungle. The comp restarted. And i resigned to the fate that somethings never change. This time around i'm not taking any chances. Saving one line at a time. Still you never know.

Sid and Me met up after a long long time and we both unaimously agreed that he should be the one to take the plunge first. For two reasons. First, since the rest of us are a little short in dept. of the other-sex at the moment. Second, so that we can watch and learn from all the mistakes he makes. All hail, matyr Sid Singh.

For the rest of us. Shame Shame. People i think the blog is a right place to share the fine nuances in hooking up. So who's going first?

well then, until the next time when something spectaclar happens, stay at home.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

we are fine

our friends are fine too...( including prashant)...

harrowing time last night. but we are ok, mumbai is back on track...

Saturday, July 08, 2006

bangkok, cheaper

its called blogger.

they say good things come in fours - four directions, four corners, fantastic fours, four horsemen, four fingers, four leafed clovers, the blues traveler album - four, the four beatles, four poster beds, the four horsemen...and many more fours.

there is a reason why this blog is called 183... as like the legendary rowhouse in koramangala, this blog will be the meeting place of four singular minds, simulating each other with siloluquys and self related shit...

machas, lets roll