Slices of my daily life

  Reading this reminded me of a long-suppressed traumatic memory… err… OK… * drama-queen stops right in her tracks * … a not-so-suppressed, no-so-traumatic memory. In college I would forever be suffering from a cold (and no, I have no idea why , and I do not wish to discuss theories of why it could have been so…sheesh ! can’t a girl complete her story in peace ?) So, I would usually wait it out. You know what they say…a cold will be cured in a week with medicines and in seven days without ! As it happened, in one such bout of cold, I had to attend a wedding in the family. So there I was, decked up in finery and sniffling away to glory with a cherry-red nose-tip ! Wedding = A thousand random relatives you haven’t met in ages and who want to know what you are up to in the finest details.   There’s only one conversation I had that day. Just multiply it by 1000 – once for each random relative - RR for short:   RR: So, how are you ? How’s your college going ? ME: I’m fine. College’s OK

Heart shaped ditch on a construction site next to our office building ! Closer view of the 'heart' ! You can find love in the most unusual places ! :)

Hindsight is always 20/20 :)

Well, I was happy to experience this in the last week…figuratively as well as literally ! T he first experience was on Friday. For many many years now, my theatre organisation presents a historical play on the Parvati hill on the death anniversary of Nanasaheb Peshwe . 14th January 2011 is the 250th anniversary of the last battle of Panipat . So this year we presented a play based on this battle. TH wrote the play including the songs, composed the music and directed the play. The format was Song+narration--Scene--Song+narration--Scene. So SP SS and I were the three story-tellers. We sang some and narrated some, and then a scene was enacted by other actors and so on so forth. I have had no training in singing whatsoever. However I listen to music a lot…and of all kinds. Over the years I have developed a good ear for music. Also, I sing a bit…you know the kind where you sing in a small gathering of close relatives…who will generally praise you no matter how you sing :) Of course, I’