"....One moment leads to another as time moves on" ...( quite seamlessly till now) ... and then you realize you are now soon going to be capable of saying phrases that start with " 19 years back I was..." It is after all time over which we have no control but having seen twenty summers must be quite important if not a big transitional point.

Got to go dancing.

I have forgoten to dance. That was I think officially the last dance I have been to! Ok YOU! (you know who you are. I don't have that many readers yet....the fan club can wait) We have to go dancing! Not so easy in this Grand city of mine, is it? Need to work for it ie start bothering and convincing some lame friends to go dancing!

Don't exactly want to sing in THIS rain!

This rain is really depressing. There, its a statement. I have no intention of describing it or explaining why it is depressing. Its cold and wet, you do the math.
Well inspite of the depressing state of affairs I managed to watch "Harry potter and the goblet of fire", it was a mother-daughter date. Yes, I know "awwwww how cute". yeah yeah....
Getting to the point, this is the best potter movie yet. BLOODY brilliant. Does justice to the book and is magnificent on screen.
And? you would think that after yesterday's classy article on lethargy today would have dawned with a new found enthusiasm to catch up and repent for the past indulgences. Well, NO! Apparently its quite complicated to get out of the club. It is after all deluxe. It just needs some phasing out. :)

The lazy-ass deluxe club

Many are no doubt a part of the lazy ass club....bumming off from work, procastinating, finding lame excuses to justify it all ....but when you are in the lazy-ass Deluxe club the special package is that you can do all this undetected. Yes, to the outside world you are doing your things, hard at work (well...at least AT work), ...doing credible things. And the added attraction of the membership of this club is that you will breeze through all your work. Your bumming off is not only undetected but there is also a protection clause, thanks to which you also get due credit and quite often some laurels also. Wait now...this cannot be fair, can it? There is ALWAYS a catch. Now if you read the small letters in the membership form carefully you will find the catch. Which is that you will have to stay put in the place where you are.....just breeze through your work and a million other activities from Yoga to charity work ...but you can never excel.
Not such a pretty picture anymore, is it? Time to air some dirty laundry.......and move ass...BIG TIME......

Ok...Is this an online diary/journal?

B: "A circle is the only geometric shape defined by its centre. No chicken and egg bout it, the centre came first, the circumference follows. The earth, by definition has a centre. And only the fool that knows it can go wherever he pleases, knowing the centre will hold him down, stop him flying out of orbit. But when your sense of centre shifts, comes whizzing to the surface, the balance has gone. The balance has gone. The balance my baby has gone"

This was the first ( and the only thing that I most related to) thing that made a lot of sense to me when I read Sarah Kane's crave. I was "c" in the play and even though she has a lot of things to say it is this that hits me the most....(first impression?)

Somebody suddenly mentioned the importance of such a centre in life without which, according to them we just might be floating around......Floating around looking for it perhaps.

Well this concept of THE CENTRE or perhaps a lack of one in my life is what fueled the Blog project. Suddenly I no longer think of blogs as a vain thing people do, or a desperate plea to make oneself interesting or a sign of inadequacy of meeting real people......and caressing pretention in some vague way.......
I do not yet know how I perceive it but somehow I have a feeling this is going to do a world of good to my confused state of mind, (with the risk of sounding corny) and heart.

Well now it seems that there are a good number of centers, with varying gravitational pulls as if they are competing for attention....the ones that are well established are I think afraid of becoming obsolete and waiting for a chance to grow and evolve ( My mom, My French and theatre for example) the others, floating, seem to have minds of their own, morphing and mutating, incomprehensibly sometimes that they become scary and risk becoming obsessions or deceptive illusions of something else.......( TV, people...Books? Etc ----to stay away from scandalous examples.)

Even though a blissful obliteration of the present state of circumstances is very desirable, the effort and process to get to its roots are a tad bit more tempting.

Again, at the risk of sounding corny, perhaps the grand questions on life, death and purpose should be asked...... just to repair my centers and also hopefully add a new, significant one.
P.s
I would not be surprised if I turn out to be more faithful to this blog than to my diary...I just realized I had been in denial about how it is easier to be articulate in front of the computer than with paper and pen....