There are thought swirling in my head and itching to be written down. But somehow the auspicious moment where I can sit down and write just hasn’t arrived yet. It is too hot and there is an underlaying layer of frustration and annoyance simmering, a little magnified by the heat as well perhaps. Bangalore has never been so hot this early. I dread summer and wondering if there is a possible way to install an AC in my house, to hell with global warming. Luckily, my mom is still rational and a strict environmentalist (to the extent she refused to buy an AC car for so many years), so our house will probably be the only one in this lane to struggle with fans.
For most people this isn’t a problem… they are usually at work during the hottest part of the day. But for me, I am at home. And i’m at work when it is nice and pleasant like now. Bangalore doesn’t really seem to be aware of these weather disruptions. People wonder why it is raining at the odd time of the year and complain about the heat. But the bloody ministers authorize cutting of trees without any regard (or in the name of progress) and take off to cooler climates in the name of whatever by April. I remember the canopy formed by trees on most roads when I was a kid… now, there are a handful of roads that boast of this.
The electricity board cuts their share of branches saying they touch the wire. The water board or the road-laying authorities hack off the roots and more branches stating they hamper transport, laying of pipes or are scared the branches will collapse on the motorists during heavy rains. What is left is a stripped, tall tree.
I am a little frustrated today. It has been the weekend of cancellation. I woke up yesterday to see all my plans cancelled. A little disappointed but I figured I’d a movie to look forward to today. But in the morning, one of the movie party had a meeting to attend and the other canceled because she was having a ‘girl-viewing ceremony’.
Perhaps that was the last straw in a weekend of disasters. The point wasn’t that she canceled the movie… the point was we were unaware of the fact that this ceremony was even going on and we are supposed to be the closest friends. We’ve been friends for nearly 10 years and she knows how close we are. Sometimes I wondered why she would back out of trips, or had to be bullied into any of the more elaborate plans. And today it just struck home when I realised she had not mentioned the most important part of her life to us. Where do we literally stand in her life? We would get an invite for her wedding like everybody else?
And I further got mad because she backed out because of the change in schedule of the guy’s family. They wanted to come early and she had to jump through hoops. After all the conversations and arguments about how much women give up when they get married and all the compromises that they make, this is what we get.
Yes, I am pissed, rational or not.
Song of the day: Emotional Atyachaar