The Truth About Me-self

All the social network is all flooded with New Year this or that. So I thought I'd give a recap of my 2014 too. I missed attending my office on January 1, 2014, because I got too drunk the night before. February, my company fell in huge financial crisis and decided to withhold my salary. March, April, May June, July: I worked without any salary. July-end: I'm diagnosed with jaundice. August, September, October, November: I'm home bound - no salary, no income... but luckily enough I've a sister who was always ready to support me. So no hunger or other deprivations but just left with my disease and boredom. Mid-November: I get all my pending salary for 7 months, I pay off all my debts, was told that I can't return to work in that office. Mid-November till today: Job hunting, job hunting, job hunting, and almost at the verge of depression... Well, that's my 2014! This is just a synopsis of the major events. Many other things happened but can...

Two clicks of my niece. I confess, I envy that smile on her face; her joyfulness. I too used to have that on my face long, long, long back. I bet none of you adults could mimic that, no matter how good you're at mimicking the dialogues, the voices or actions of the best screen-actors you've seen just on the silver screen. And that's exactly the sorrow of growing up. You just can't can't laugh, let alone smile so innocently like you used to do once. I feel very sorry and sad for this favourite girl in my life. I know this smile would vanish from her face very soon. I realise that she'd get into the stupid and morbid complexities of this life too soon, and this smile of her's would only be a ghost of the memories. I can't just help feeling sad, even looking at so gorgeous and resplendent a smile. I love kids. It's in me to love kids. But... What are they going to become? Am I loosing faith in humanity? Maybe I'm and I bet I'...

The right word, if I could use it, is ’distaste’ for most things in life. Except for good food, old melodies and good movies, there's nothing else I find exciting about life anymore. Even books, which used to be an escape zone for me once, doesn't offer me much respite now. My patience level cannot manage to meet with what a book demands. And all these random scribbling are what that still ties me to the literary world that's getting more and more out of bounds for me. Phew...

After my jaundice and almost months of strict diet restrictions my tongue was almost beginning to forget how things ever tasted. I was allowed to eat only steamed food with not even salt, forget spices. Oil, any fatty food or things that had a tinge of sourness were a complete No-No. To put it short and simple, anything that my tongue could even remotely recognize as ’taste’ was out of my menu. Two weeks back I tested my blood again and I was elated to find all readings falling back in the ’normal’ range. That means my tongue was ready to come out of its penance. I waited no more. I headed straight to a vegetarian restaurant and ordered idly and sambhar. My tongue was like a lonely and stranded traveller who finally found an oasis in a hot parching desert. I enjoyed every bite of the soft idly which I benevolently soaked in the heavenly sambhar. My tongue would have come out and doled out a merry lap dance, had it a heart of its own. Since then it has been on n...