There- I’ve done it again. Lost my temper at myself for something that is way beyond my control. Spent hours mulling and fretting, over and over again.
Not a thing I can do. Not a single thing.
Singing in my mind the hills are alive with the sound of music… soothed me, cooled me down. Amazing how one remembers the feel of the words, and how the chorus sort of spreads like a silver wave, and how it reminds me of dusk gently rolling in over the hills of Amboli, the birds distant specks flying home.
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Hota hai....i feel the same sometimes too, getting angry at myself. But a good nights sleep helps me....ab to mood thik hai na?
Vaise Amboli jottings was from where our dosti started...remember? Am I telling you this for the thousandth time ;-)...i like doing that tho :-)
haanji! bilkul yaad hai. :)
that's how you stumbled upon simble austere's blog.
yep- mood better.
Try cold lemonade Austere di.
U and lost temper sounds like some sort of oxymoron..:)Hope u calmed down soon!Yes-music's the choice for me,too-either that or an episode of either Seinfeld of Mind Your Language.:)
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U mentioned Amboli-that's where I stay,when in Mumbai-right opposite Amboli Crossing,on the East side..u anywhere near?That'd be too much of a coincidence.
Amboli? Gosh you don't live there do you? Rightly said, too much of a co-incidence then!
One always can slam a cushion to the ground, full force and with a scream. Can be a liberating act.
And - puff - it's over.
Why did you lose it? Corp comm getting the best of you? :)
ankush- recalcitrant editor-types getting the best of me, so kanjoos with rejection slips!
mago- you didn't classify the scream?
mumbai58- nope. its a NICE place in the hills, quite off the beaten track. Not Andheri W. I'm an East person, we like our pollution. :)
amit- I reminded- which is so unlike me.quite unlike. amboli is in andheri W, I'm in the east. and this amboli is a picturesque hill station.
Arre,but,my relatives' place is opp amboli crossing,and,in the east only.
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I didn't know about Amboli hill station,though!!:)
Haan- its a beyoootiful place in the hills, off the konkan rail track- such purple hills and pastels when the sun sets...
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