Make-over

A few days back I looked at my blog, and felt quite ashamed of myself. I apparently had some ten posts over the last one year :( And here I was, proudly displaying the link to everybody in this world... And this is especially sad because this last one year had been extremely eventful... Many of the experiences were novel, extremely delightful, or introspective....I found new places to go to, and new elements in me which I was unaware of... Looking back, I feel amazed at the fact that I didnt ever feel the need to sit and write about any of those...

My hyperactive self refused to take this longer. So here I am, trying to give this virtual space of mine a make-over. Armed with my gadget, I have been trying to capture many moments that I want to share here... I have also been a little more regular with penning down my thoughts.. I have to admit that adorning this virtual me was quite interesting... You have so many options to choose from.... how you wish to display your appearance in public... Its like this mask that you can craft for yourself.... But then again, thats a different course of thought... As of now, let me display my thoughts while I remain hidden behind my mask...

Dissociation

This has been happening to me for the past couple of weeks. I would be in the middle of something... a party, a gathering, in a car, in the street... and I would find myself completely dissociated from my surroundings. It is like, I suddenly wont hear the noise anymore, and also perhaps loose my vision of whats going on... It feels like I am walking around inside an air bubble and I am completely cut off from the rest of the world.

Although it did freak me out in the beginning, the third of fourth time I found myself enjoying it.... It is like being under water when you dont hear anything and your vision is blurred... It is like a dream, when you cant really hear what the other person is saying, but you know... And you are left to yourslef as to how you want to interprete the incidents around you at that point of time....

Incidents such as this one also tends to question your sanity. But then, when have I ever pleaded sanity of mind? So this time around, I am all set to enjoy this expereince as many times as they occur...

What can be more welcoming than a shade in a hot sunny afternoon. And especially if it like this...

Was in a village in AP yesterday. As I was walking past the fields, I found one of my team members sitting under a tree interviewing a lady. The summer sun was getting more unbearable by the minute, so I decided to join them for a little while. And as I walked up to the spot, I was taken aback by the beauty of the spot... It was as if the tree was welcoming the passerby with a bed of flowers to sit and rest.... The tree showered me with its flowers as long as I stayed there....

I guess there are very few moments for the dwellers of the city pent to experience the beauty of nature. This definitely was one of those rare occasions....

Thats the Chowmahalla Palace in Hyderabad. Situated near Charminar, this palace was supposedly the retreat for the Nizam. Recently opened for public viewing, Times of India utilised the venue well for one of the most memorable concerts of my life.

I think the day itself was special. I had come out of office on the pretext of a depressing medical appointment, and found myself brooding over my miserable life, when this friend called to say she did manage to get the passes for us to attend a sarod recital in the old city. And what I experienced was quite unmatched to my expectations.

Sarod by none other than Ustad Amjad Ali Khan and his sons... Yes, I was prepared for the music. But it was the venue which took my breath away. As you walk in through the doors, a plush green courtyrad welcomes you... surrounded by the palace walls on all sides, and a glorius fountain in the middle.

Whether it was the maestro's brilliant performance, or the moonlight, or the chimes of the clock in the corner or the occasional evening namaz breezing in.... I found myself in a trance.... And I wish the evening never ended....