Thursday, November 17, 2005

Long Winter

J marched in to my room an apple in hand around 11.30 pm. It was straight from a tree at Shimla according to her colleague. Half asleep, I had some bites and started yapping about her much awaited marriage. She had been to Mumbai to meet her would be in-laws.

I did not get sleep after she left and started flipping through the albums just to notice that we have no proper snaps together. We were always in some costume with blood red lips or even with moustaches ready to go on stage, on the stage or had just come down from the stage. In one snap, we were laughing wearing similar night dresses and in another, a pile of mehendi sat on our heads like a heap of cow dung as we displayed our not-so-lovely teeth. Some years later, I know they will be the best snaps we had together.

Her wedding is on the 22nd of Jan. She will be leaving Bangalore next month. Our days together are numbered now. My roomie is also planning to go home for Christmas. I cannot take leave for sure. Sometimes, I feel like relocating to a different city. I feel I have been clinging to this city obstinately for no reason. It is going to be a long cold winter for me. I’ll try to hold on to the warm memories.

Inspite of this despondency or melancholy, the funniest part is that the woman in me can’t help thinking what am I going to wear for the wedding? :-)

Watched The Motorcycle Diaries. It is the dramatization of a motorcycle road trip Che Guevara went on in his youth that showed him his life's calling. My heart went bling bling over Gael GarcĂ­a Bernal (learnt his name just now). He rocks.

Read Africa-The worst place there is to be a woman - who somehow manage to carry that entire continent on their backs.

24 comments:

claytonia vices said...

The winter will not be so long, and there will be spring soon after... so have you decided what to wear for the wedding?

And about women carrying something all the time... I just remembered I have to post something about that... :-)

Caesars Box said...

What! Do you expect me to leave everything and come down there.

pr!tz said...

Roomies and moments with them..
One of those subjects close to my heart.

Nice one..

Arunima said...

@caesars box: oh! the kindness of strangers.

Parna said...

babes! am tired of giving you hugs, but you really need one. so there :)

i think its the onset of winter which is to blame for the melancholy. i feel it too, and there is no reason i can think of :)

claytonia vices said...

Straight from the tree? Did it fall all the way to bangalore? ;-)

Arunima said...

@Parna: But, I am never tired of receiving them.

Look at me, sitting in the office and replying to the comments and I am still asking for more.

I am really trying to change my mindset Believe me.

Arunima said...

@claytonia: It seems he plucked it with his own hands from his garden for her. :-)

It tasted like any other apple. I was like, "ya! It's damn good"

Stone said...

hmmm...post it here..I mean that cow-dung-like-mehendi snap :-)

I like this guy.."Che Guevara".

Swathi said...

oh that article was really something similar to what happens in many of the Indian villages and i find itz many manifestations in the urban woman trying to balance the burden of both office and home.

J said...

Must be from the Food World(Close to ur home). Hellllllllllloooooo why are you thinking of relocating!!!!

Jas said...

Must be from the Food World(Close to ur home). Hellllllllllloooooo why are you thinking of relocating!!!!

infinity said...

those are the best pics you could ever have,because they are real...and remember, the show must go on...

Ashish Gupta said...

hoping u have more of wonderful memories and very less of a gloomy mood - I lost a close frnd to the rat race of the world and feeling really bad now for both of us being ****** and not remaining in contact :((

moving post (somehow for me!)

AmitL said...

Hi,Arunima,how's things?Aren't pics the most interesting at such times,when u realize suddenly that there are no proper pics(of u and ur friend,in this case)..heh heh.:)Happy decision-making on the dress to wear,and good luck at getting leave,too.:)

sinusoidally said...

It is so difficult to say goodbye to old friends. It's like even though you know you will stay in touch but it will never be the same. I hear ya...

n.g. said...

i remember watching motorcycle diaries and constantly rubbing my arms and feeling my goosebumps. i mean, just to see the humble beginnings of che ... the guy was just a normal teenager like anyone else.

|| sbk || said...

You know, I love to see those old pics which has me and my best friend 15 years ago...hehehe..Its amazing..

So have you thought of what you want to wear for the wedding??
Also, thanks for sharing that webpage with the article of the African women..

shobz said...

apple, you, snaps, you, warm memories, you... are yours..
be unlonely.
huggs
guevara has become a sensation now. everyone's wearing a t-shirt nowadays with his name on it. i wonder where one gets one!!

Mr. Maverick said...

"What am i going to wear for the wedding" :)

I never have that worry, because it doesnt make much difference on me. But The unsociable in me keeps asking "Whether i should even go or not?"

manuscrypts said...

hmm, u need a vacation??

Invincible said...

coming here after a long time.
"Some years later, I know they will be the best snaps we had together."
Wonderful lines these.
and so are " It is going to be a long cold winter for me. I’ll try to hold on to the warm memories."

I read ur review of ON@TCC. Good to see, you depicted it more or less the way i found it.

Sujit said...

Relocating is not the ultimate answer.. best would be interest yourself into something..!! while snaps does reopen the gates of memories and the time you people have spent together.. its nice to have some of them..

pallavi said...

Hey I am sure you will get another roomie.. and well look at it this way.. its time you struck out on your own.. without a roomie :)


And all the best to your pal...
i know how it feels.. but I learnt fast and at the end.. decided no more roomies..