Trivializing your circumstances does make living them down easier. So if the tap's not throwing out the usual quantity of water or you get dumped by the one you knew you ought to have dumped long ago , all you say to yourself is "shit happens, dude" and suddenly, almost all is well with the world.
Seriously, shit does happen. Sometimes it even hits the fan and then no matter how much you groan and moan, it seldom cleans up on its own. But what actually makes it stink is when we make a big deal of it( which is admittedly natural but also quite easily avoidable). The day we write it off by realizing how minuscule a part of the universe it is and how inconsequential it is in the larger scheme of things, dealing with it becomes a lot easier.
Disappointments are rarely a part of the climax. Every story has a happy ending, sooner or later. You just have to wait long enough for the story to unfold to completion.
Why am I talking so much nonsense? Its because I have little else to write about. The world is going nowhere, politics is as horrifically predictable and flamboyant in its hype as it was meant to be and there are no heroes good enough to deserve mention. Maybe I should simply grumble.
Bombay, by the way was a helluva lot of fun this time. Blue Frog for brunch from 11-4- bang in the middle of the day! I got frequently twirled by Kevin and another and was thrilled to bits with the charged, happy atmosphere they'd managed to create. These are the places that make you wonder if magic does in fact exist, and with things like Apple butter and blue cheese mousse on the buffet menu its difficult not to firmly believe so. The previous night it was Jazz by the bay/Jazz night-needless to say, absolutely brilliant.
The other highlight of the week was "Jaane tu..". It had all the trappings of a Bollywood classic. Fresh, intelligent faces, a great script, music by Rehman and the midas touch of Amir! Imran, his nephew is clearly a cut above the rest, both in terms of sheer talent AND good looks. He's got this soft intensity in his eyes which has the potential to drill a hole right through you. A bit like Michael Scofield of Prison Break, really. Hmmm... the movie on the whole was nothing spectacular, but a must-watch-once feel good sort.
Must get going now.
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