Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Soul Massage

The last week was one continuous downward slide. My head was even more messed up than usual, and very innovatively dealt with the overload by shutting down without bothering to ask for my permission. It was a shutdown in the most complete sense of the word, and I've always hated feeling numb. If you're working in the Concepts department, you really cannot function with a comatose imagination.

Fortunately for me, I've always had wonderful luck as far as friends are concerned. Okay, not always, most of the time. Anyway, this was one of those times. RR made a very well-timed visit to this city, and I spent the better part of my weekend with her. We had coffee, watched a wonderful play, had the most divine steak and onions for dinner, and just laughed because we could, with each other. The only spanner in the works was this jackass of a boy (but obviously) who tagged along with us on Sunday.

I also had the rather bizarre experience of being stared at for half a minute by a rather wonderful actor who I remember from as long ago as my pre-school days, charming people on Doordarshan. I'd have been flattered by the attention, except that it was not a "Who is she?" look as much as a "What is she?" look. Sigh.

Since yesterday, the ideas have started flowing again, I don't have to struggle to get out of bed as much, and I'm even singin' in the rain.

I also want, right now, to tell all my friends how much I love all of them and how they always do wonders for my soul. Okay, not all of them. Just about a dozen women spread across this country, with about half that number at Delhi. I'm borrowing a line from a t-shirt of mine that I particularly like.

Live, Love, Rock.

14 comments:

another brick in the wall said...

thank god.. mumbai's given u good steak at least! phew!

"What is she?" look

dude.. trust me.. it cud've been "yeh itni si toh hai" kinda look too :P

and i wanna tell ur friends i love them too yaa.. no.. seriously! :)

Priyanka Kumar said...

somehow, there are times when imagination just doesn't work when it needs to, or when you're on a deadline (or maybe when it's a job?)

for me, it's when i have an hour to come up with a poster for an applied art exam. sigh.

heh? ok said...

@ brick
i know the look, i was there.

@ priyanka
and the worst part is that at the same time, your head will be flooded with a million pointless thoughts.

new age scheherazade said...

couldn't you make it a baker's dozen and include me?

it's very annoying when there's some kind of a presentation or project, and people go "why can't you think of anything? we NEED this introduction done Right Now" or something like that, and it's annoying because it just doesn't function that way.

But it makes up for it when it does function. singin' in the rain is right.

heh? ok said...

@ new age scheherazade
okay, thirteen. you've earned it, i think, by being my most enthusiastic reader. also that uncanny thing where i'm constantly reminded of myself (not an evidence of megalomania on my part, i seriously mean it). so, thirteen :)

ninkita said...

fancy.. i have, of late, managed to get here before the first twenty comments have been posted!! And i'm happy for you, but the wave i'm riding doesn't seem to have any imagination beyond being water on a still day that i could even drown in if i tried!

heh? ok said...

@ nin
hehehehehe...well, people take longer to comment on pap, hence your run of good luck (?!). and its a wave, it will crash sooner or later. wait it out, and i will give you some more words of profundity soon. :)

akhila said...

hey, glad to hear of some happy times. who was man from doordarshan pls pls enlighten ;)
its been so long since i read ur blog that i had forgotten how much me likes it!!!

heh? ok said...

@ akhila
RR will enlighten you, she was there. and the happy times continue. I'm off on a company trip to raigad for the weekend.

devang raiyani said...

nice blog.. pointlessness has found new meaning.

probe said...

oh, i know what we have here. I had some pretty tough times with imagination running dry. thouroughly disallowed for an intern copywriter!
Neways, cheers. Big cheers for the buoyancy.

Anonymous said...

great hai!!! keep it up sangy dee das!! travel india... and tho reeju was with you in person, she was in my dreams! not making any sense am i? but then when did i ever!
love u!!!

Arthur Quiller Couch said...

The staring actor ... did you stare back? You should have.

heh? ok said...

@ devang
i sincerely hope you like the idea of pointlessness.

@ probe
hehe. the good times continued. Refer to new post.

@ anon
sense is overrated at times. and i took your advice before you even gave it to me.

@ aqc
i was too busy feeling awkward and suppressing the fit of giggles that was coming on.