Oblivion and bliss

Staring out at the sea, sipping on my second drink I nearly forgot that I had to go back. Was oblivious to the world and guess that the world was oblivious of me too. Lost all track of time and just sat there deep in thought. Well, after all I'd made a pretty big decision just a couple of days back. Yeah, I'd just figured out what I want to do with the rest of my life.

Started smoking again. Picked it up from Z. But still not back to being a regular. But I so love an occassional cigarette. Ah, the pleasures of an early morning cigarette in bed with tea coursing through your veins, now that is sheer unadulterated bliss! If only I didn't have to get up to make tea to do it. Think I'll do what Z suggested. Keep a kettle and tea bags by my bed side. And an ash tray and a pack too ;-) Will miss adding that tiny dash of milk, but guess that is ok.

Here i go off on a tangent again. Is it Milan Kundera's influence or am I just being me following stray thoughts wherever they lead me while narrating anything? Coming back to where I started, here I was sitting at Britto's and wondering about whether I've really made a final call about what to do with my life. Never believed in Star signs much, but have to say that I am a Libran to a T - making decisions instantly and then changing them a zillion times before I finally decide. But this time I could feel it in my gut that what I had decided was exactly what I needed to do. Needed to make my peace with being in B'bay and then look at taking a shot at Equity Research before looking at Eco apps again. And also use the year ahead to narrow down my research interest and engage in some correspondence to try improve my chances for an admit and aid.

Called up Joe from Britto's. He told me later that he didn't understand much of what I said, but just that I sounded so incredibly relaxed and happy :-) I was. Those two hours sitting on the beach ought to rank as one of the best times that I had. Another good thing moment was when I got back from Gokarna. Think those two and one morning when we had tea in bed are what I'll remember from the goa leg of the trip.

B'lore: 100ft. Fantabulous place and really discreet service. Almost inspired me to take notes about what to do when I start a restaurant.

Chennai: The whole place was just one sodden mess. The only good thing that happened was stumbling across some collections that had some of my fave songs. Realized while I was listening to them after I got home that they had a lot of songs that I used to love but hadn't recognized on the track list. That was a really pleasant surprise.

Trichur: Not really the high point of my trip. Remind me again why I ever go home! With nobody there anymore, it really isn't worth more than a couple of days. Think this time around I spent the right amount of time there. Missed the regular trip to Mini's though. Will have to make a pilgrimage there the next time for sure. Hopefully with Kraz and Joe and some of the old gang.

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