Yet again..

I didnt fail.and so i got to keep my computer, got to eat, am alive and back.
Agreeable holidays..good food.a bit too much of it.
sun, sand, babes in bikinis.. playboys still intact.
no music though.now that i am back i am listening with a vengeance .

ek bar aja aja aja aja aaaaaja..

infinite loop.

Though the reason why i could/wanted to stay away from a lyrical note of any
kind for that long was maybe the overdose i got on my train ride back home.
december.tuesday.sleeper class.why not to do it.

because a punjabi marriage party wants to sleep in your lap.
because there are too many of them.and they are bored.always.
because they sing to beat boredom.
because this is what they sing,

ilu ilu.ilu ilu...
What is mobile number...
Ande ka phanda..
crazy kiya re..
jhalak dikhla jaaa aa aa
tutak tutak tutiyaaa
luck luck mera lucky kabootarr....

because they wont stop .ever.
because then they decide to get drunk.
because then the eunuchs join in.
(and they are a terror on these trains.as psr, a victim, will testify)
because the side upper births are made for luggage only.
(and me.)
because the toilets will be wrong handed.
(doesnt matter if you are lefty or righty)

but ill nevertheless do it.year after year.
because i can be home when i wake up.
because.