Reena and Yatharth

Hi Reena and Yatharth,

How are you guys doing? Sorry, I haven't called upon for a fairly long time. In fact, I read a comment an anonymous reader left long long ago on my blog today which reminded me of you both. The comment said, I should write your story and not leave it at the empty pram... I really wonder where we left each other... that story which had begun in the Alps in the winter of 2007... ahem... should I dig you back...

are you worth it Reena? I hate the name... it is too simple... Look at Yatharth.. it might be a mouthful but it has weight! Why do I hate the simplicity....is it because it makes it so accessible...so easy for anyone to have a name... anyone could be Reena...but not everyone could be Yatharth... and well you guys marry each other... bravo... good combi i should say....

Hmm... whats your background story like Reena...and Yatharth... Yatharth could hardly ever have a pet name...or perhaps he did...what would I call you ... Yath??  :)

I am a jobless dreamer... who's even stopped dreaming.... but I still remind myself of the novel I will write... let me simplify my target.... collection of short stories ....that sounds better.

One will be on Annie... John Denver's Annie as entropicbeauty (another blogger) commented on one of my posts... (which too I happened to read tonight)... I wonder why I have more anonymous comments than known ones...when I write for a very select audience... who reads vid really? You, do? let me know... will boost my writerly ego :)

Chalo... I will have to go back and read my own posts on Reena and Yath to go back to writing about them next.... I must finally become wiser and learn to drive well... (dad's sold the 4842 though!)

chal Yath.... will see you again... and I really am liking your short name... Yath...

Yeah!

Down the memory lane

How soon things become memory... I wonder if this night will also come back to me as a memory one day. With Zubin Mehta in the background, my little one asleep and my thoughts reaching out to those days spent in Kathmandu during my post graduation... That was essentially the time when I began to grow up :) I loved my college KUSOM ( Kathmandu University School of Management). It was a lot better than the Engineering school I went to :) ...In many terms... like say we had seasoned professors here versus newbie teaching assistants in Engineering school, we had a campus that was walkable versus huge (but very beautiful) campus in Dhulikhel... and of course I made some real great chums at KUSOM... and yes dad had given me his car too!

I remember taking a car trip to Godavari... a very unplanned trip... I dont remember why we took that trip at all... I think we were going back home after a class got cancelled or something. And  I was driving... Annie must have said something like... Vid..Godavari joom! And zoom... i turned the car around (a u turn) and we went... Yes, it seems a very far away place now... i dont know if i will ever climb a hill (did that qualify as a hill at Godavari)...and lying down on the grass after the hike... looking at the sky...and wondering about the future perhaps...and now those memories come back as past...


I am no longer the same ME...no one is...we keep growing ...we keep evolving... But I still am ME. just a newer verison with better apps :) ... No more about tequila shots but someone who can enjoy her horlicks and even green tea... anyways i never got high on tequilas :)

Thamel...comes to me as an evening song... I remember the walk we took... Annie, Shalin and me... strange..I remember it. I remember so many restaurants... I remember Java... i had forgotton it almost.. have to dig memories... .. coffee... shish :) the hero of my talks... and how much i was in love with this dude..and Magic Beans...the cafe we thought we'd open some day... I love the cafes I went to in Europe... I remember a cafe in Paris... its right there on the street... and we sat there... Linus and I...enjoying the nip in the air... watching people go by... me watching him sip his drink... so much in love with Paris and so much in love with Linus.... an evening in Paris... see from Thamel I have reached Paris... :P

Thamel is a lot about shopping silver artifacts.. wonder if Annie still wears those jewellery she was so fond of... Annie also seems to be faraway... Its not sad anymore, you know the fact that i realize we WERE friends... and that we arent anymore... its probably because we all get on with life... probably i will think of u annie when M grows up and asks me about my friends... :) shopping together...looking for BLUE colored clothes...and guess what I hate blue now :P  i think it doesnt go with my personality...

i would like to visit thamel again.. I have each time I come to Kathmandu... Its a great great place... The lit up gullis... walking in a wintry evening... hands in yr pockets... and that sandwich eatery that sold beer for girls .... with very less alcohol LOL.... what was it called...we said it was a marketing mistake...beer with less alchohol... did that product survive...? it would be such a shame to drink something less than a beer in those bottle...that was perhaps the arguments we came up with... better have a soft drink than have a poser drink :)... we were all marketers... looking out for customer satisfaction, branding...

It was good... it was lovely.... I wish life is like one of those gullis in Thamel...romantic... mysterious...and so tempting ...