It's an uphill task, but Radhi braced herself for it. She had tried every trick in the book to make it happen, but it wasn't looking up at all. In fact everytime she made an effort, it backfired and the inevitable signal went up, delaying it further. Time was ticking fast, there were deadlines to be met, and she had to get over with this one chore, but then how on earth does she kick start this one? And then something stuck her, she shed the goody goody image, raised her leg, aimed her foot and sent a sharp kick on her daughter's butt, and I was up with a startled scream.

'There, I should have done that long back to get you out of that bed' and my mother rushed out of the room rubbing her hands as though congratulating herself on a deed well done. And I sat dazed, wondering if asking that eternal question 'mom, 5 minutes more please!' again could get me killed?

P.S: No this never happened, my mother actually tortured me to wake up by tickling me. eeeek! But really, my mom oughtta have done this for real. I can see how hard it must have been digesting this one antic, now that I have another lazy bugger to 'kick start' every morning!

Song On: Flashing Lights

Mood: Lazy

I saw the promos of the movie 'Rock on' on TV recently
Somehow it swept me off to those dreamy days post college
I was fresh out of college, not in a hurry to do anything
I knew I was to get though to one of those big wig companies everyone was talking about, yep, that much arrogant I was ;)
So now that my game was set, I spent most of my time idling in my sister's tiny apartment (if you could call that one :P) in Bangalore
The day time was when I slept, ate, pretended to skim through news paper for job ops
But life usually came alive post sunset, roaming about Jayanagar fourth block, munching roast butta, hanging out at planet M, buying nothing but browsing through the catalogs endlessly and listening to radio non stop well past mid night, much to my mother's chagrin!
Bangalore has been quite the place for headbangers...next only to perhaps Kolkata? (but it's all that jazz really)...
Really, Thank god, coz in this place, rock is a little more than Bon Jovi (forget the fact that Bryan Adams keeps returning to haunt the city year after year!)
But I wonder at the same time, how many out there are aware of those rock gems that keep springing up from the north east....Manipur, Nagaland, Shillong...anyone?
Getting back to the point of course, it seems a real long time back, a different time, different life, a different person, almost...
It's as if you think, you have grown out of that kind of life...but then you cant help leaning back and smiling out of the window during that rare moment when an old Creedence track leaks out of your car's stereo.

P.S: BTW, the one thing that did take me back to days of yonder, the movie Rock On, has mediocre music, may be because of that VOICE. Farhan Akhtar....why?! scream man....this isn't deep enough!
P.P.S: I'm gonna catch this movie on wednesday. And that's not only because I've always had a monster crush on Arjun Rampal ;)

If in a mood to touch base with rock....try Fortunate Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival / Poison by Alice Cooper

Mood: Nostalgic
Song On: Pichle saat dino mein