Friday, April 10, 2009

Slapstick

The spunk is gone. Monkey barely remains.
So much has happened.
I was actually in a Kasaravalli-dilemma-struck-character reverie (no background music, out of focus camera, and Rushmore-still -- for about 6 minutes. We'll allow for a crow to croak, and for there to be dark clouds; working that whole Kalidasa Maaghe meghe vayam gatah pun) just thinking about the mindnumbing things that have transpired over the last two years, which by the way is the whole point of this post. (I was random blog-surfing, turns out that blog was celebrating birthday, hurriedly checked monkey, and it had been two weeks since it had been two)

Turns out, I am HIV negative after all.
Turns out, Neurology is my field of interest.
Turns out, I am going to be studying under guy whose profile picture has pink orchids.
Turns out, somebody else is paying for it, so it's okay.
Turns out, I have loved.
Turns out, I have lost. Too.

I remember that during the heydays of this blog, I would suddenly, as if in an epiphany, come up with a line that I thought was incredible, and would chuckle all the way back home at my extreme cleverness, inviting persecuting glances in 180 second traffic signals, and would type out an entire post 3000 word long just so I could put that line in somewhere nonchalantly. So purgatory it felt. It was never great writing, not even good, more often than not, but the fact that so many were reading, and wondering who I was gave me a whole Clark Kent - Peter Parker smugness. It could be that the number was two, but hey, someone actually spared a second.

But,
that was then.

Since then,
I have been through interesting quote marathons (You won't come back to India, I will, You won't come back to India, I will, You won't come back to India, I will, You won't come back to India, I will, Okay, let's begin, so you are a medical intern?, Ahaa, So tell me about subliminal economy, Huyn)
I have cringed enough to cause my hair singe.
I am showing signs of future raging alcoholic.
I have met an openly gay man.
And did not catch myself blurting, Ayyo you are gay?
I have braved family gatherings of 300+ strength, and emerged sane.
Although with cherishable sobriquets. National Treasure being my favorite.
"So, wedding near Thames aa?"
"No no, Buckingham-u, alve?"
"And for Kashi Yaatre, Pittsburgh-u! Ho Ho Ho"
"Orient is turning occident-u, and this is no accident-u, Ho Ho Ho"
(No, not Santa Claus)

And I have let slip the opportunity to document all these awe-inspiring events. In popular parlance, they refer to it as Losing It.

I have.
Not quite, but we are picking nits. While we are at it, I am zitfree!
Here's bye bye to adolescence. And hello, Old Spice.

(I should really post more often.)

(It's blogbirthday, so go right ahead and wish it many years of being scribbled in.)

26 comments:

G said...

Annnnnnd you're back!!

Nomad said...

Alrite!

Narendra shenoy said...

High five!

Anonymous said...

keep blogging, monkey-turning-into-homo-sapien-who's-met-homos.... your posts used to make my day when they came out.

You know who said...

If you don't post more often Ill kill you now that we all know who you are!!

Prats said...

oh yes!!! you should post more often...

Mystique said...

hello

♪♪Happy Go Lucky♪♪ said...

welcome back!!
lol @ the ayyo are you gay part..
and happy birthday to the monkey who hasnt been seen lately on the trees of blogsville

Renovatio said...

But see, it could be worse. You could meet an attractive girl with a firm yet girly handshake, because of whose smile you ignored the tickling at the back of your head, only to be informed later that it was a guy. (Yes, he had long hair and all)

Adorable Pancreas said...

I was wondering if I needed to bring a wreath and wear an appropraitely sober expression. Turns out I wasted my money on the flowers.

Good to see you back. :)

Dee said...

Hey.. u have a wonderful blog!!

Keep posting..:)

all or nothing said...

=)) =)) =))
you crack me up!
I missed reading your blog SO MUCH :)

Minal said...

Good- you're back.

Somebody Else said...

You won't come back to India.
Wedding near Thames only no?
Alcoholic? We all knew that one.
Hmmph

Anki said...

n tonight i had an epiphany that the dead monkey will rise from ashes

P.S. ur popularity always raised my eyebrows in disbelief... but u know more southies read english or smt :P

Anki said...

n i had thought of a clever joke.. u r a rhodie now


too late huh

Tys on Ice said...

:)...gud to see u again...how u been?...or do we have to wait for another year to hear from u?

sound track for this comment : u dont send me flowers....

ofternoons-n-coffeespoons said...

Chanced upon your blog through a friend. Uzzzhooo, aa-sam stuffs, so lately I am seeing all these nice nice writings... bombat fun!

Amulya said...

:D welcome back monkey.

Anonymous said...

Write man write something. Anything.

Anki said...

i m finally in ur city

ha ha

Monkey said...

Hey,
Welcome to Bangalore! It's a most beautiful city with the most horrible traffic and the most charming people.
Is this a Film Institute trip?

Anonymous said...

No new word here for so long..update madri..

Chai said...

ondu typeaagi chennagide. bhesh!

Agien said...

So much for brain drain!
Let us have another post..know the spunk is intact..:)

Anonymous said...

Why aren't you writing? Have we become too hoity toity at Oxford?