The unexpected party

Yesterday evening, we had an unexpected party. The part was from within our unit at the hospital. We were just the three as the he-bitch was on leave and the senior registrar was busy with his family.

We went to the Sport Bar at the Phoenix mills! It was a mixed experience. I loved the first part when they played alternative rock loud. They played ‘Scar Tissue’ from the RHCP, ‘Jeremy’ from Pearl Jam and ‘Iris’ by the Goo Goo dolls. IT WAS FUN!

But the sad part was that the company that I had was totally off. We drank beer and dug into the desserts and salads on offer. We watched som F1 racing and WWE on the giant projection screen.

I really felt that the place was a great location for a date. Also, to watch sports! I would spend some time watching the World Cup of Football surely!

The beer took its toll as I was very sleepy in the night. I slept in the ward. In the morning, I got up relatively late. But I could go to the room and have by bath and things. The morning was busy. The afternoon too was busy and eventful at the OPD. People keep on shouting at me when I’m apparently ‘missing’ from the OPD when I was doing some X-rays and other shit which these ‘people’ themselves had asked me to do. That’s the whole contradiction!

I am very happy even otherwise as May had gotten her MD Paed seat finally. She gets it in Ahmedabad which isn’t too far away from here. Besides, I had told about Victor to all of my friends!

I have a busy evening ahead now. I might even buy the computer this weekend!

A new friend?

When I was visiting home, I had a message from a guy called ‘Victor’ on http://www.silverdaddies.com. He is a 50 year old from Mumbai who’s interested in music. Even though he wanted to rush things, I have refused because of my busy schedules. Today, I had a chat with him. I even had a look at him on his webcam. He is hot!

I’m interested in him. And I have made it clear to him as well. Maybe, this is my second successful hit at http://www.silverdaddies.com. For those unaware, Mr. Lion came into my life through SilverDaddies.com.

Victor also reads my blog I guess. If you are reading this Victor, you know I’m interested in you!

Munich is fantabulastic

Today, I stealed time again and watched Munich at Sterling! Such an awesome movie it is. Lot of violence in it but it is taken very well by the master Spielberg. The soundtrack is awesome and the humor interspersed makes it a very good experience.

Go watch it everyone!

As I was waiting for the movie to start, I talked to Ray. He wanted me to try cruising here in Mumbai. I said it was difficult mainly because of the youngish college-going crowd at the movies. I had to eat my words when I found myself sitting beside a semi-hot man with a goate. Around 60 ish. I tried to make advances just like how Ray had taught me. But it wasn’t succesful.

Today, I also exchanged a lot of SMSes with my friend/shrink at the hospital. Dr. T, as I would like to refer to her here, had a lot of confusion regarding my relations with Xander. I solved it out. I told her how crazy my life was now. And she couldn’t believe what I had been doing. I have to confess that I’m so comfy being with her that I think she’s becoming one of my good friends. Maybe, I’ll even go with her to movies. Just like, how I go with Ray back at home.

The talk with my sister

Even after I came back, the newly acquired habit of talking incessantly to my sister over my mobile phone still persists. Not that I thought that it would end. But I think the conversations have gotten seriouser.

Today’s conversation was totally based on the feelings that I had when I was at home. I had explained to her that I had hated each and every moment that I spent with my Mom and Dad at home. At the same time, I loved all the things that I ended up doing with my friends. I loved my Mom’s food and coffee. But that’s it. I didn’t even make eye contact with my parents during the mini-conversations that we had. They honestly tried to talk to me. But I didn’t want to talk to them.

Technically, I did something for them. I gave a electric heater (for cooking) as a present. And I gave Pop the ointment that he had wanted for his wrist pain. They gave me the money for my computer. Everything looks so gleeful.

Yet, I’m ashamed of myself. I don’t know why it is so and why I’m like this. My Mom said to my sister that I’ve grown very quiet. That’s certainly not the case. Ask Chuck, Ray, May or Dr. R. My sister in fact, suggested that I talk to my close friends about any change in behaviour.

I haven’t done that yet. But I definitely feel that I have taken the wisest of all steps to move out of home to Mumbai. Fcuk the family. I love to be what I’m and that’s only possible this way I feel.

Diving back into music

My newly set-up audio system is already making an impact. I have overslept twice in four days as I didn’t wake up to my alarm because of the loud music. At the same time, I feel very happy because I’m able to listen to songs.

I have also re-starting guitaring. Now, I’ve set up my amp and guitar to jam with the music that is being played. I’m currently learning ‘Erotomania’ by the Dream Theater. I’ve already learnt ‘Where the River Goes’ by the STP!

Emergency goes bad

Thanks to my weird sense of timing for cleaning my room, the emergency went really bad. I couldn’t focus on my work. The fact that he-bitch wasn’t there (he has gone to his native place for a marriage) made things easier for everyone. I mean, literally everyone. Everyone has at least indirectly expressed that he’s crazy.

I’m going to have to sort this issue of bad time-management before emergencies before I become senior. By the way, the time that I have juniors is still about 50 days away as the new admissions got delayed due to the multitude of problems.

The flight back

I always have this feeling that flight journeys from my place to Mumbai are not as good as the vice versa ones. One main thing is the fact that I’m leaving my friends and going to a place which is full to work related miseries. Another fact is that the food served is not as good. In flights from Mumbai, I got to eat wonderful desserts like the ‘American Pure Cheese Cake’ which was totally delicious.

Anyway, I came back and was back at what I’ve been doing in the last two months. Sorting out my errands in the time I create by bunking work. Not exactly bunking but something like that. Today, after I had come, I went and got back my sub-woofer and started listening to all kinds of lovely music on my mp3 player and CD player!

Wow, what pure bliss.

In the night, once more on the pre-emergency day, I cleaned the dust-bowl of my room (the window had been left open and all the dust in Mumbai seemed to have been guided into my room) till 3 AM. In between, I realized that bed bugs had reinstated themselves as the kings of my mattress. And then I slept.

Going (Coming) back

I’m not ready to go back. I wanted to stay longer and enjoy my time with friends. I want to have more ‘action’. More men from Kerala. But then, reality always has a bit. As Chuck left after visiting me moments back, I’m not exactly sad, but still not happy either to go back to Mumbai.

Despite the constricting space of my home town, with my family suffocating me further, I like being here. Mostly because of the sexual twist in the tale. I cannot help but wonder how long is this secret going to be kept.

The title typifies the state of my mind. I don’t know whether it should ‘going’ back or ‘coming’ back. Mumbai has now become my home and Kerala my destination for pleasures. Strange isn’t it?

One day more

I can’t believe it. My vacation is already almost over. And I have done nothing exceptional except having sex and debuting in cruising. Well, I don’t think that is no mean achievement. But still.

My parents have given me money to buy the computer. That was sweet of them. But as usual, I was not being sweet to them. I’m being mean. But I can’t help it.

I met May briefly. She seemed definitely happier. She had won the best outgoing student award from our own hospital. I’m proud of her.

I spent most of the rest of the day wasting my time trying to synchronize my Outlook with my mobile. I watched the second match along with that. S. gave me two fantastic CDs full of great music. I’m going to love them!

I escaped my relatives

Today was the final day of my family function. I had not gone on both the earlier days. In fact, I had not gone to meet anybody else other than my close friends. Not even to my beloved medical college. I think I’m bloody interested only in sex and friends these days.

In the afternoon, I managed to almost finish my errands (to get my driving license’s duplicate. It was a mistake not to take the ‘unofficial route’ as I was robbed by a notary in the procedure.

In the evening, I worked at my computer and watched the first of the two one day international matches between Pakistan and India at Abu Dhabi. It was fun.

During the interval between the two innings, I went to the function. The reaction of my relatives was much better than I expected. A few shallow words and commments once more. And I was free again.

I wanted to go visit May (I forgot to write about the fact that she has gotten a great #7 rank at one of the entrances) to congratulate her. Now, I was sure that she would get the MD of her choice, so richly deserved!

It was too late to visit her. Instead, I talked to her over the phone. We agreed to try and meet tomorrow.