Well, hello there! Do I know you? Have I seen you before? I have? Where? Here? Are you sure? It has been such a long time! That’s a nice axe. What are you planning to do with it?

OKOKOKOK, I am sorry, but this past week has been both a hectic as well as frustrating one for me, and at times like these, I don’t like writing.

I am still not quite ready to spill the beans on what has been happening, so I guess you’ll have to wait a little longer for that.

In the meanwhile, the den scene is on hold – I have been getting more proposals from carpenters – each of them has a complete and total absence of understanding what I am trying to build down there. They seem to believe that nothing less than a replica of a room from the Waldorf Astoria hotel in New York would do. In fact, all I am trying to build is cordoned-off area that I can put my equipment in and work in without worrying about who is going to walk in on me. The lowest quote I have received so far is about twice as much as I am willing to pay. One guy quoted labour charges that are almost twice the material costs!

I am giving this till this weekend, after which I go out, buy the material, and do the work myself.

Bah!

Zero music scene.

Rumour has it that Mrinal performed last Saturday with his alternate group Cryptic. He didn’t let the fan club know, so we all missed it. No pictures, no sound, no video, no cheering. Bad Mrinal!

I guess this will have to do for now – any more time spent on this while I am in pressure mode, and I start taking it out on the diary, which will spoil everyone’s day.

When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

–”Comfortably Numb”, Pink Floyd