Nobody bothers

Nope.

Nobody bothers if you are good at anything or not.

Nobody bothers to know the answer of, “Hey dude! How ya doin?”

Nobody bothers to play big daddy to you even though they know they can help you.

Nobody bothers about what you do for a living as long as you don’t stink of body odour.

Nobody bothers if you had topped your school in your Social Studies exams.

Nobody bothers when you cry the night to slumber and show up with puffy eyes in the morning to work.

Nobody bothers if you forgot to get your mother’s medicine as long as you don’t forget to mail the documents.

Nobody bothers if you are wearing torn underwear beneath your designer pants.

Nobody actually bothers about your birthdays, anniversaries, weddings, and funerals.

Nobody bothers whether your kid suffers from asthama as long as you don’t take more than 7 casual leaves a year.

Nobody bothers if you force your wife to intercourse every night.

Really nobody bothers.

As Vikram Seth puts it, ‘The world is not against you…its just indifferent.’

Random Update

Had just made up my mind that, nothing doing, come what may, today I shall post then I read Manisha’s comment…so it goaded me to put my ass to the seat n work on the keyboard. Ok..so life has been pretty much happening…and my excuse for not filling in is the same – I got too f***in lazy.

For starters lets start on an upbeat note cause that’s what I am feeling as of now. I have got a new toy for myself. And no its no kinky stuff…its actually better than that ;-)I got myself a sleek black MOTOSLVR L7…and maaaan it’s a chick piece. All thanx to Raman n Kalyani n my muma to have cajoled me into buying it…coz I was all set to buy the lesser version L6 which costs around 8000 bucks but then these guys offered to sponsor the balance amount n also gave me an inspiring pep talk. Ok enough of me goin on a tangent. Yeah so its sleek n how! It looks like this piece of ebony shining with black luster and makes you conscious of its presence by its sheer beauty. Yeah I know…I need to shut up…but you see I am smitten…so for some days Kalyani will have to kill to get my attention off my prized possession.





Also nowadays am enlightening third year BMS students on the basics of Copywriting. It felt strange the first day I walked into the class and saw those kids sitting on the benches laughing out loudly, some completing their notes, some generally fooling around and I felt as if life had come to a full circle. I couldn’t relate to the fact that I was actually teaching a bunch of students. I felt old…yeah kinda grown up. Now after around 4 sessions we have hit off well. I think they like my lecture, atleast that’s what I would like to believe.

Saw the cotton polyster play (I don’t recollect the numbers! Wonder why Ramu gave it such an obscure name) then on Saturday saw “Aas Paas” which had Chinmay in it. It was a play on 5 of Chkov’s short stories. One of the performances was outrageously hilarious. I don’t remember the last time I laughed so hard during a play.

Well that’s that. Nothing much. Am amidst writing a qawwali for the album. So more later.