A lot can happen over a coffee

True this was a awesome lonesome day as I mentioned ..... So I picked up my lappy and moved to the nearest but busiest Cafe Coffee day outlet. Started off checking my emails, responding to pending emails from old contacts, chatted with couple of people. As I was doing that I was observing a couple, ( Ah! Tell the truth, OK OK girl was cute, Guy I don't care) . They were on a table right in front - I had checked her when they walked in.

I managed more than couple of glances at girl (do I need to describe her, well fair, petite, ovalish longish face... good looking overall).

Suddenly, I heard Awwww and lo behold waiter spilled glass of water all over the guy trouser, table, I guess some over the food too. They both just got up and decided to move to the table just next to me. Good for me I could see her more closely, felt like god listens -he just wanted her to be closer so that I can see god's creation and praise him.

Ever did this? ... There is this nice girl , just like girl next door, pretty face around you. You sure are interested but don't want to make it too obvious so first thing I do is flap my ears and adjust in her direction .

Basically, you sit there trying not to look at her, just plugged-in to listen what she says and to interpret meaning and try to understand her..... but all of sudden you realize you are not getting the words coming out of her mouth, you look up like a cow chewing fodder surveying field for danger, only difference is that you contract your retina reflecting suspicion on her intention and checking "If she is an alien ?" or "Is she doing this deliberately" or "What happened to her word formation?" You dont want to think that she can speak another language.

Slowly truth dawns that she is speaking a different language, but you still think she can speak in English but she choose not to. Anyway you have never left things unfinished, you say to yourself let's keep looking at her because you are self professed master of lip reading and you claim to have understood what girls usually talk about.

( Anyway they dont have too much variety in subject/topics but they do have range/style when it comes to articulation of same subject, especially the initiation part, its amazing how they can start the same topic in so many different ways - its like Delhi auto driver taking you to connaught place from Railway station from as many different ways.
I can write a book on that topic, e.g how evolution has adapted men to handle this - Say a guy new in relationship, he hears every small talk of his girl because the way girl starts off, lights up a feeling of aha! he complements himself what a girl, she is so unique. Over the time ( 6 months into the relationship) he realizes its the same thing, that she usually talk about- there he switches ON an evolutionary circuit that allows him to look interested but at the same time make him capable of thinking everything else in the world - some men master the technique to switch off as she comes to the point... thats it I Digressed too far)

Imagine all this going on in my head and suddenly I hear awwwwww.. cling clang! NOW WHAT , Waiter dropped silverware on the table which fell on the guy and both of them pushed back a little anticipating another fallen tumbler of water over them. Mercifully nothing else fell.

I looked at her and yup I guess she was looking for words and I being chivalrous did the honors by saying "Dude you are Jinxed" .. Dunno about the dude, but I and Dudette had a hearty laugh ... he he
True, a lot can happen over a Coffee...

An All time Favorite song

Sitting in the morning sun
I'll be sitting when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
And I watch 'em roll away again

{Refrain}

Sitting on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay
Wasting time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I had nothin to live for
And look like nothing's gonna come my way
So I'm just... {Refrain}

Look like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same

Sittin here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Now, I'm just...

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Ladies and Gentlemen
This is my all time favorite song. Its has to be heard to understand what it does for you when you are all by yourself. Its just you and your own self pondering over life and your own path.

The line in bold up there " And this loneliness won't leave me alone" is what just made this the best. Sorry folks, I know you are there, everyone of you who care for me so much but the truth remains. I am in love with this loneliness. BTW I croooned this song all over B'Lore city. It was awesome lonesome day.

And this loneliness won't leave me alone..... Yippie

Turn Turn Turn

This was due for sometime.

Yo! I turned 30, no I didn’t turned thirty women I just turned 30 years. So how do I feel, well there are tons of thoughts, and ideas over it let me start one by one

First one that comes to mind is straight from sitcom Friends Episode where everyone turns thirty. Rachel was celebrating thirty, rather was sullen about turning thirty and how everyone narrated what they felt when they turned thirty. I like part where Phoebe turns 30, she had so many things unfulfilled from her wish list, one of the items was a “Kiss” and our dear Joey was prompt to fill the gap – anything for a friend Yeah Right J Well I buy that philosophy if that’s the wish list my friends (girl) have, what are friends for …
I was with bunch of people with whom I will have privilege to share what it feels when you turn 30. Remember me people, I will be there for you and of course if you have some of exciting things in your wish list why wait till you are thirty.

Now on second line of thought on turning 30, it was akin to turning 20 – getting out of teens was something, though I don’t remember everything except but just that yes I wanted to come out of teens for I wanted to be part of mature group, probably teenagers of my time or rather of each generation are under scanner of society because society feels that that’s where the rot is. At the very same time I didn’t want to grow up and leave teens behind because that meant leaving carefree life of abundance, splendid teens gave way to Twenty, Rocking Twenty just left me at door step of thirties. I am not here to write my biography as there are miles to go before I sleep but yes I have grown into something unique over time like most individuals do, only difference being that I celebrate my individuality and uniqueness in a more emphatic way then most others.

Is there a need to set agenda for life after thirties? Is there? Yes there is, like I have done at most important stages of my life. Agenda is to Cherish, and Live life coz “I am gonna be eighteen Till I die”

Now on rapid random blabbering on my views on turning thirty, Yes indeed I have grown up, Grown more mature, grown more immature, more sensitive, more harsh, more patient, more restless, everything life has to offer I have more. More love, more blessings, more people Just one thing life is constantly keeping tab on and that is Time. True everything comes at COST of TIME. Time to be with myself, time to be just me, time for people I love and care for, time for me to stop time. Everything will be more than before but less time to cherish, especially small joys of life.

We tend to believe it’s alright to not to do same old things. We do find time to regret that but we don’t get time to do same old things. I haven’t taken a walk in wee hours of morning with my dad, haven’t bought roasted peanuts and walked bylanes of my dear city. I have not met same girl every day at bus stand or rushed to bus stand every day to just take a look of her. I have not kicked stone and walked in its direction to kick it again and walked a mile like that, oblivious of fact that people are watching. I now USE innate things not LOVE them, my bicycle was a sample of perfect machine –opened almost every month, cleaned, greased and packed to perfection for next round of speed race in morning, I don’t do that I just use things. I don’t cherish and enjoy that, I haven’t done that in long time. For sure I have grown up; it’s “CERTIFIED” that I don’t do things that I used to do. I have grown up Finally, now I stand taller than life and look down upon her at all possible instances.

Well on lighter side, I am now in club of Aishwarya, Sushmita just that they seem more attainable. I still miss Kajol J . Also, soon I will have salt and pepper hair, and serious eyes will be definitely more attractive to girls half my age. I just need to loose 30 to look rocking in my Thirties.
One of the best things will be that now people will not get disappointed if they guess my age they will be closer to real unless I decided to loose 30 and start fooling people all over.
Signing off,
Sage

Growing is mandatory, growing up is optional