Koovum Kalling.

I don't believe I'm actually doing any of this. Firstly, I wake up at the ungodly hour of half past five, just a little after Mr. Sun has greeted my part of the world. After which, I head out to rowing camp! Yes, I can see a few people fall out of their chairs already... but this is for REAL. Rowing has been tremendous fun and strenuous exercise... The only drawback being, well, you guessed right.. I row in the friggin' Koovum. I could actually walk up to a lot of people in the city and claim "I know what you had for dinner last night". But, I will spare myself the agony of going into graphic details. Why the hell have we been unable to find an effective solution to clean the Koovum up? The city corporation has failed to address this issue for over a decade. It's a shame really, that the Koovum is a landmark for all the wrong reasons.

P.S: Apparently, they dunk the summer campers in on the last day, so everybody in Adyar or thereabouts gets a hug from me! :)

My rant rap.

cling. clang. clutter. flutter. mess. stress.

oh how i wish time would find itself a concord!

Bittersweet.

Over the last few days, a strange lady has paid me a few visits. Honestly, it doesn't get stranger than fate. Her modus operandi can truly create a tsunami in the most prepared minds. After all, how can you prepare to bump into someone you cared for immensely, but haven't spoken to in the last two years? How can you prevent a smile from appearing at the corner of your lips when you rewind into the crazy moments you've shared with that special someone? How can you stop the tear from rolling down when you feel the pain, as if the knife never did become blunt?

How can you bring yourself to perform a kind deed for a person you have no regard for, just because there was a person asking you to who cared as immensely for her, as you did for someone else?

How do you stop a chance virtual rendezvous from happening? One that brought with it a flash of the adolescent years, full of insignificant trials and tribulations? The years that seem full of embarrassing stories that you laugh off in the years that follow.

How do you stop life from being bittersweet?

One of those days.

Have you ever had one of those days? Days where moments swing to and fro, along with the needle of a mood pendulum. Highs blend with lows in a mish mash collage. Days where you're mentally exhausted at the end, but no amount of resharpening your focus brings details to the fore. As i put this down, I'm having yet another one of those days.

There are moments of elation when your work is appreciated and you heave a sigh of satisfaction. One of those defining moments in the life of a young professional. One of those moments where you stand up and declare to the world ' Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is what I was born to do.' The world is actually, smiling back at you.

Then again, there are moments when people you trust the most, let you down. In one fell swoop. Moments, when you want to break free from an invisible bond. One of those moments when you're left questioning the motives of all and sundry. It's like the plot of an awful Ekta Kapoor serial, where you cannot afford to trust your dog with a little something special about you.

My day was lost between a flurry of these incongruous moments. Is it just me, I wonder?