the one day flu

One of the worst things that can happen to you in the middle of the week is the one day flu. Have you ever had one of those? You wake up in the morning and everything feels wrong. Your eyes hurt, your throat hurts, there is someone banging something on your head ever so lightly that you cant pin point one reason but if you turn your head too fast it stings.

And once you discover this, your day just goes downwards from there. The one thing I cannot stand is throat pain. I can handle heat strokes, menstrual pain, fever, cough and cold, but throat pain is the worst thing to happen to anyone. Comes first on my list of things i cannot stand, followed by pop philosophy and synthetic pink.

I spent my entire day nursing the one day flu. And because its the first day, no one thinks its grave enough to shower you with attention, but it also means that you are absolutely tired and useless to yourself even. No sympathy and nothing you can do to cheer yourself up. You are at the mercy of the idiot box.. and really, how many channels can one change through the course of the day?

So.. yea, I spent an entire day feeling horrible and doing nothing. I know calvin says its the best way to spend a day. Whats wrong with me?

The time is 11.12 as I start writing this piece. My mind is drenched in cobalt and sepia - wonder what mood can be ascribed to this combination.

On TV is one of those dark american movies that Hollywood loves to make. Proves to you that the world isnt pretty. You're all snuggled up in bed, cosy enough to forgive the day its faults and disappointments, and here comes along a movie that reminds you that the world is not such a pretty place afterall.

How many of us follow an entire Hollywood movie like it is a thriller or detective or autobiographical or drama novel? Doesn't it reduce to a bunch of images put together under some rationale, for us to witness and take away whatever from? Maybe some of them will remain in our scattered memories.. only to resurface later.. much later. At a disconnected point of time long into the future. Which is why almost every emotion feels like deja vu? Cos you've already been through it in proxy.

How much of what we feel is really ours? Or is that as real as it gets?

mehendi and boxer shorts

4th Week of February -

Galvanise - Chemical Brothers
Hai Hai (Punjabi Hit Squad)
Suicide Blonde
Kanye West Feat T-Pain
Hare Krishna Hare Ram
Zinda Hoon Main
Du Hast - Rammstein
Missy Elliot - Pass that Dutch
Funk Soul Brother - Fatboy Slim
Get Ur Freak On - Missy
Right Here Right Now - Fatboy
Tubthumping - Chumbawamba
Living Darfour - Mattafix
Big City Life - Mattafix
Rapture Dhol
Littlest Things - Lilly Allen
Smile - Lilly Allen
Chasing Pavements - Adele