Doing it again?

Are you ego tripping again? Are you?

Thinking about yourself and how terribly important you are, to yourself? 

How important it is that you have a good time, or at least not have a bad time? 

How you are victimised for everything? 

Or maybe you are the one victimising, but it is not really your fault because they made you do it? 

Your life a shambles and it should not be? 

Your wife is a ramble, but she could not not be, can she? 

Are you tripping again in this river of emotions and ideas and images and visions? 

Well, you have a lot of company. 

Midlife Crisis

 Oh yeah. Here we are. All this life around me. 

I once thought marriage is for the lame ones. Thought kids are pointless really and I was pretty confident of my opinion that one should not have them, unless absolutely necessary. Getting married was not very encouraged either.

I now have two boys. Three kids to raise, and a pet - don't ask. Not to mention the half-a-dozen adults to make me suffer through it all. 

I now have debt to pay. Money to earn. Wealth to build and a reputation to maintain. I have to think about the economy and the hierarchy; a SWOT on my life is not very obvious anymore.

I now have worries and troubles; concerns so real, they give me sleepless nights almost on a weekly basis.

I now have women to manage, relationships to maintain, lessons to teach and more to learn.

I now have big conflicts to resolve; small conflicts to build upon. Challenges to overcome and legacies to think about.

I now have responsibilities and attachments that will drown me if I blink for a goddamn second. That is what I have.

Trust me, some of it is even worthwhile.

Going to California

Today morning, I woke up early.

Plugged in the speaker and Robert Plant was Going to California.

So I took out my guitar and pretended I knew what Jimmy Page was doing. Such are the times that a few minutes of peace and joy are precious. Such are the times, you realize more and more that this won't last forever. So the best way to live a good life, you realize, is to have fun while it lasts. Which is just about now. 

And not as a spectator but by becoming the guitar. Becoming Jimmy Page, even if all you can do is close your eyes and listen. But no, if you even pretend like you can touch Robert Plant, you are pushing it.

Anyways, today, we have brought home our new child. New beginnings, again. And so, you have fun along the way. because you know..

Don't ever let them tell you that they are all (all, all) the same!

Good old days, you know (March 2024)

You know, I still remember the days when I did not bother about saving contacts on my phone by tagging them into relation, function and location. I saved my best friends with their nicknames. Some still stay that way. Those were the good old days. 

I remember a time when I used to get excited about festivals, for all they meant. Now even my kids can't be bothered. They'd rather watch something. 

These days, a lot of the charm is gone. Or so it seems to this bald grey head anyways.

But you know, there are still always some sweet spots. Of course the temptations changed. And what we expect of them. But hey, there is still some sweets I really consider a treat. And still a few spirits I consider sweet. 

Some things though, they leave a regret and some, nostalgia. Very few, anticipation. But still, much more than I'd consider myself deserving. 

Anyways, we can get into all that over the next one, yeah?