C downloaded the tunein radio app on the playstation which has been connected to the television, and now every morning we turn it on and the apartment is filled with music. I was never too fond of the playstation and all the video games C is obsessed with, but now I cannot imagine my life without it. This tunein is so much fun. Tons of radio stations and genres of music to choose from.
I gravitate towards music from the 80s and 90s: the music of my childhood. When I was young my parents’ had videocassettes filled with Madonna, Michael Jackson, George Michael, Duran Duran, Queen, Culture Club, Roxette and countless others artistes’ music videos. My siblings and I watched them till the tapes fell apart. Thanks to which we would insist on singing ‘Like a Virgin’ to visitors, to our mother’s embarassment. One of my favourite songs from the videotapes were ‘ 99 luftballoons’, so this morning when it came on I shrieked and danced around. The radio has also been playing music by bands from my teenage years; Savage Garden, Garbage, U2 and a whole bunch more.
All this music has made me appreciate my mornings, everything seems happier and lighter. I do the Guardian crossword, drink my morning tea, decide what to do with my day with a soundtrack tailored for me playing. When the help comes to clean we both potter about the house with music playing in the background. I also learnt that C loves western classical music and goes of into a trance when we are listening to the classic station. I think turning on the radio and starting your day with music should be made mandatory, I am sure it does all sorts of good things for your body and mind. Life is good! Ooh, ‘Tom’s Diner’ by Suzanne Vega just came on, haven’t heard it in years, got to go dance like no one’s watching.
I am recovering from a rather bad bout of the flu. I caught it during the last two days of my trip to Bangalore to meet the fam-bam. I still managed to enjoy my time at home. Ate too much and lazed way too much.
It was lovely spending time with the mother and grandparents; and the uncle and his fiancee were in town as well. The siblings came down from Madras and we regressed into being kids. There were times of tension– too many of us in too small a space and we eventually did start to get on each other’s nerves. But, overall, a good trip. Now that I am back, I miss the grandparents the most, sad to see them grow old. The grandfather looks rather shrunken and he burnt his hand making tea while I was there. He is still chatty and funny and coming up with brilliant new business ideas, so that is something to be thankful for. The grandmother was running herself ragged cooking and working, but wouldn’t allow anyone to help. I am really grateful to be able to spend time with them. I have learnt that we can never get enough time with the people we love and never learn everything there is to them. And I am a person who likes to know everything!
I seem to have passed the flu to my family. My parting gift to them. I am generous like that. Mine is nearly done with, just have a hacking cough that sounds worse than it is. The upside to being ill was I couldn’t sleep and was awake at the crack of dawn to watch the Oscars live. The red carpet outfits were rather meh, nothing stood out in a good way. The dresses were either a snooze, too embellished or accessorised terribly (I am talking to you Scarlett Johansson). Neil Patrick Harris’s hosting skills was bordering on boring, thought the whole John Travolta -Idina Menzel bit was rather funny. Also, the Oscars as usual played it safe and it was easy to predict the winners. However, it was nice to see that ‘The Grand Budapest Hotel’ took home some awards.
I am meant to be working on a story (another story, not the one I mentioned in my previous post). Too many quotes and information to go through. So instead, I am listening to the soundtrack of ‘We Bought a Zoo’, Cameron Crowe movies have the best music. I also love the soundtrack for ‘Almost Famous’. I just finished re-reading ‘Wolf Hall’ while I was in Bangalore and I am now moving on to ‘Bring Up the Bodies’ for the second time. Watching the TV series made me want to read the books again. I am reminded how brilliant Hilary Mantel is, the writing is superb and she manages to bring the characters to life so deftly.
Wow, this is quite a long post and I shall leave it at this. Rather abrupt I know, but I am hungry and think will go see what leftovers in the fridge I can turn into my lunch.
1. Getting my hands on a book I have been meaning to read
2. Sleeping on a bed made with freshly laundered sheets
3. A cold beer on a warm evening
4. Eating a red velvet cupcake
5. Receiving surprise gifts
6. Snuggling in bed with my significant other
7. South Indian breakfast and filter coffee
8. Listening to music like this
9. A plate of Biryani and potato chips on a Sunday afternoon
10. Sweet smelling bath and beauty products
11. A successful shopping trip
12. Having someone else cook for me and better yet doing the dishes after
13. A gossip session with my best friends
14. Being inspired
15. Marathon watching a fun tv show
16. Lying on the beach in Goa
17. Having enough money in my bank account
18. A post- workout high
19. Being lucky enough to experience the things that make me happy
20. Having a healthy and content family (knock wood!)
Oh Kimye, whatever were you thinking? Have you seen the music video Bound 2? If you haven’t, worry not. Here you go http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBAtAM7vtgc.
And if you have already watched it, do watch it again and marvel at the awfulness of it. You have the stock videos/pictures of clouds, horses running even an eagle (probably flying away in fear); Kim K sexily draped on a motorbike; and the intermittent ‘uh huh, honeys’ that makes you want to tear your ears off. Kanye,Kanye why do you do this to yourself and more importantly us? The video, the song, the lyrics are all an assault on the viewer’s senses. And Kim why are you still with this man, you look ridiculous. Also, how much have you been photoshopped/airbrushed? and was a body double used? Because, your waist is not that tiny.
Thank god this happened. James Franco and Seth Rogan saved the day by recreating the video, frame for frame. I could not stop giggling. Seth was a brilliant Kim, he got the facial expressions spot-on (though to be fair, she had one plastic expression throughout so it couldn’t have been too much work). James, I hope Kanye doesn’t come after you for this Be prepared for a twitter war, and if ever you find yourself on stage and he is in the audience make sure you hold on to that mike; he is most likely to jump on stage, grab that mike from you and deliver a rant. Then again you could re-enact that as well.