"AWAARA HOOOOON!!"

I've never really been a big music buff, and I definitely know nothing about contemporary music. I some old English music, and any Shammi Kapoor song makes me want to skip and hop all over the place :)

On a lazy Saturday morning, I popped in an old CD I'd found when cleaning out my office space.. of a Film Festival from Hutch that captured films and their music from an era much, much before me. As I listened to Chaudhvin ka Chaand, it somehow brought back memories of sitting on the kitchen stool at my old home while my mom cooked to the oldies out by her tape recorder. Life was so much simpler.. I wore little tiny frocks, clung to my mother, got dragged to school, ran around on the playground, and slept without a care in the world.

The next song playing is Aaj Phir Jeene ki Tamanna Hai, and I can't help wiggling to it. I'm going to play all the Shammi Kapoor and Joy Mukherjee songs I've got after this, and I'm going to turn on Star Gold and wait for a mad, mad movie like Junglee to turn up. Yaahoooo!!!

ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE

That's it. It's a Friday evening, and that's all I need.

How do I reach Three, Four to shut the door when I can't cross Two to bend over?!

I'm laaaaazie as the night is young :) Dum-di-dum-di-deee, I'm as noisy as a bumblebee!

AN IDLE MIND IN AN EMPTY OFFICE

It's 10.30 pm and I'm waiting in office, all alone, for an AV to turn up. The biggest thrill in my week so far is that I've been granted a net connection for an evening because I urgently needed the ability to download. And while I know how sad that is, I also implore that nobody say it out loud!

Of the few things that happened while I idly waited, some struck realisation:

• Nobody questioned/double-checked on whether all was okay with the AV. I was apparently considered dependable.
• After a completely exhausting week, I'd wanted to go home early today. I'd wanted to shop for munchies, book tickets to movies to go to with my parents when they came here for the weekend, chill out in my pyjamas. I've done none of those. And I don't like the feeling that that's left behind.
• I'm very excited about having my parents over :) I wonder if they get as excited if I'm home after a long time. Which, though, is rare :)
• A conversation with a friend left me reminiscing about days gone by.. I know now, that however deep I may have buried the skeletons in my past, I shall never forget.

My AV is here. In many ways, I'm glad. Let sleeping dogs lie.

THE HEART IS WISER THAN THE INTELLECT

..or so says my Orkut fortune.

I don't believe that simply because it has also told me all of the following in the past, which are, well, suspect.

• "You will receive new clothes": Not only did nobody buy me anything, I did not buy me anything either. And you would expect me to have at least gone shoe shopping after having read that.
  
• "You are going to learn something new today": My snort was most definitely heard outside my comfortable rut.
• "You are sociable and entertaining": It gives me this on a weekend when I've locked myself in on Friday night and do not intend to open the door till Monday morn. Horror of horrors!

To conclude: If I'm robot-like unemotional, it's Orkut's fault.