a little thing called life!!

now to get back to all the events that have marked out the past few weeks. the most memorable one was one that took place quite recently. as recent as last thursday. well, you see after almost 2 years i finally was able to visit my dear friend rishi's home (along with jess and uma. uma's jess's new room-mate who had flown in the same day from the US and who needed to buy a cell phone the very same day, hence the visit). not that it was a very planned visit, but nevertheless it brought back memories of Panskura and Moyna. it was like i took a bus back into a warp that redirected me into the familiar rural environment. the same smell (albeit the distinct smell of fish frying that is so associated with any bengali house), the same sight of half built homes that one gets to see in my village back in india, the same atmosphere of hospitality and calm. well not that rishi lived in a village (he lives in an area called white mountain), but i sure wished that he did. cause it reminded me so much of my own village. my roots.

its been a long time...yes...11th of feb to the 5th of march...22 days...that's how long its been since i have last blogged...and all the skeptics who thought that i was gone for good, you couldn't have been more wrong...cause i am back...and now i suppose i shall be blogging with a vengeance over the next few days. so bear with me. well the best part of taking some time off is that afterwards you have so much to write about. the past few weeks have definitely been quite interesting. interesting in the terms that it has allowed me enough time to observe and reflect upon several things. one thing that i have realized over these weeks is that life does go around in a circle. characters in the play change, but the storyline remains the same. india or mauritius, things are never too different. so my dear sargam, take solace in the fact that...

so hang in there and make sure that you have fun in what you are doing. you have always wanted to be in NID, and to get there you have had to make some sacrifices, but just being able to do what you have always wanted to do is the best payoff...as for friendship, that's how it goes about...you do hit a few lows but you must never worry about them. that's all i have to say to you right now, magar kabhi bhi aagar meri zaroorat pade toh you know my number. :)

now to get back to the amazing past few weeks on this island...

did i mention that anne came back to mauritius? well in case i didn't, it's stale news but anyways, anne is back in mauritius and is staying with jess as her room-mate...and now for all those folks who thought that big anne was a bore. i must correct you, cause she is amazingly funny (in a very different, but still a german way) and a fitness freak among many other things that we have come to associate with her. but the conclusion of her visit (which ends come 13th march) is that we all love her and are going to miss her.
the weather was incredibly hot and now its pouring incredibly...so very mauritius...well i guess that i really cannot complain much about the weather since its not in anyone's hand. but it sure did get me sick!! beware, this is virus season and everyone's a potential victim.
one thing i must admit about the flu virus is that is picks its poor victim with a precision that would be the envy of the american bombers. if it has targeted you then you have no escape. it starts with you feeling uneasy and then you feel queer. you decide to sleep it over, and then it strikes. the headaches are killing and the body ache just leaves you sore all over. the fever fluctuates from very high to moderate to low and then again very high. and yes, did i mention that it even managed to make me puke my dinner and kill my appetite for the next 24 hrs (recommended for anyone needing a crash course in losing weight). later on comes the sore throat and the congestion in your chest and nose. a pretty formidable virus. but no need to get too worried about it. just stick to your Paracetamol tablets and a lot of rest and its gone as fast as it came. no fever. no headache. no body ache. trust your medicine and your body's ability to fight it off and you will do just fine. look at me i am a proud survivor of the flu virus. not that anyone has died from flu till date, still i had no intention of being the first. by the way i suggest that the guys who invented Paracetamol be given the Nobel Prize (that is if they already haven't received it).

being sick has its benefits also. with no possibility of doing any physical work my brain has had the luxury to let the devil inside of me rule and come up with some brilliant stuff. well i really cannot elaborate much on all the 'stuff', but i can very well imagine the expression on sargam's face at this moment.

you see, i have been thinking of india and my city and my friends, and that always means trouble. for the folks who are ignorant on my indian aspect let me just say that shivratree is here and i miss bhang. mmm, nothing like a milkshake with dry fruits and opium leaves...

well as for the rest, i stuck around with my pals as usual...buddha bar was a frequent haunt but most of the time we spent on jess's porch and her couch...you see, heather, jess and i were in a very laid back mood for most of the time and we just chilled in the way only we can. gordon and joel decided we were the most boring creatures on the planet and that the new german gals were more fun and hence they aptly took off to party with them. no one to blame, i guess we all just needed some time off to do what we all like for a change instead of being carried along with the tide. apart from that i really don't know what more to write. all details regarding our activities are available on jess' s blog (www.jesskarbo.blogspot.com). so restating them would simply be a waste on my energy.

well i guess i shall stop here for the moment. i still have quite a bit to write about...but all that for later.

ciao...