Banglore City 22nd May 09

Indeed how interesting a day can get .A day gone by faster than a blink. I am asked to host Housie for the champs at the hotel. I refrain at first not wanting to go down th memory lane where i'd be on stage and the spotlight on me. It has been quite some time since i felt that. And this game was all about numbers... AAHH
How once numbers in a maths class only seemed to be understood by everyone but me.. how i wondered why would someone want to understand and study them even more. I always felt they were like a solid state of matter. 2 was 2 and needed another two to make another strong entity called a four.. i always swayed towards words and how i felt the same words when put in another context and fashion meant something all together different. I now realise I was naive to never understand the versatality of numbers. Today again it was these numbers at the game of housie that created a moment of laughter cheer and good spirit and all left happy and smiling...forgetting all worries and all that was troubling them , if it was for that moment. With every number that i called out, i rhymed it to a nice naughty fun phrase .Like 'Son of a GUn' number One.. Everything seemed to turn and move. My friend Shabeer very gladly accepted my offer of being with me and helping rudder the ship of the moment to a very different level.

It was so overwhelming to go back into the future when i would sweat at the sight of numbers while all else would seeing my staggering capacity to comprehend them .. Today the same numbers create wellness and a moment of happiness wrapped in memories for times to come.

Ah Its life and we all are but mere players.. Ah Shakespeare so ture ..so true..
How what once made us happy brings tears when we think of it and what we cried on , remembering those moments a smile lights up.

for life and more
Ratin