Love, Life and Survival

Its going on some ten days since i last wrote in... thankfully its been cause life has made sure i was busy as hell and all problems fell into my plate all at once - but at the end of the week its a heartfelt relief to have emerged unscathed and quite the better for wear and tear.

Lost love... found some within myself, got drenched in the rain, got the latop wet in the same, worked a succesion of 15 hour days, shifted house, took a break to meet my sister, saw lage raho munna bhai and wondered about family and life, realized that i am broke with two thirds of the month to go, went bike riding at 1 am in the morning, bought a new phone and realized am broke only when it comes to money :), got screwed over (ok almost) at work, got worked up, worked out...

its been a hectic week to say the least - got some very satisfying work after a long time. however the crunch came when i got into two different things and both of them went red and i got yanked in three different directons :D but when i sit here and type out me blog how true goes the over used, hackneyed, maligned phrase - "if god brings you to it, he brings you through it"

caught up with two old pals - yashu bhai and punky boy, one burning the midnight oil in the country where god is supposed to save the queen and the other painting sweden (and half of europe in the darned process) red. actually its more like making swedish women go red my giving 'em the looks.. whatever. red is it.

work went over the top with as i said - and hey i AM grwoing old so repetition is allowed - so please stop sighing (btw sighing signifies you're older, so i am still the newest kid on the block) between a new initiative, tightening belts on an older one and keeping both bosses happy i felt like i had been passed through my office's paper shredder (two sheets at a time only pls = one limb at a time pls) and then sloshed around in a tub of acid. so bhai jaan lept at the chance of catching late night munnabhai in order to get a break so as to be able to make sense of the ppts to be made over the weekend. the only punga being that godji decided to let it pour cats and dogs and dinsosaurs.. and i have lost my post.. damn...

at least its in sync with mah week and its end! grrrrr.. nayway be getting along now... before my night gets stretched into morning and that into office...