Mundane Musings

I love the unpredictability of the songs thrown up by my iPod on any given day. One day I jog to Soni Di Nakaren (love the beats of the song - kudukku...kudukku) and on another, I work on my laptop to the soulful rendition of L ag ja gale.  When I gym, I tend to go for peppy songs that coax my lazy muscles to move and keep my mood upbeat. And oh how much I need that boost. So this morning, while I was on my way down to the gym, I clumsily started off a playlist that pulled off all the songs from the iPod - Hindi, Old Hindi, English - all of it. In addition to the randomness of one playlist, I was offered songs from other playlists too. So one moment I was running away on the treadmill to Frankie Vallie's Can't take my eyes off you, and at another I was crunching the weights (well, I would like to think that) to Tom Jones's Delilah. Yep, what a song to work with weights. The initial high note which reminded me of the background score from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho ...

For a person with a weak stomach and will  , I sure do know how to abuse it. The result - I'm down with an unclear diagnosis of a stomach bug or a peptic ulcer. Well, that's what my doctor intoned from behind his masked mouth. But all that is secondary. What is important is that I am forgoing a lot of good food because of my ulcer. Including besan ke laddoos from Siddhi Vinayak Sweets, the flavoured, to-die for, butter popcorn from Sathyam Cinemas, my cardamom flavoured chai (tea), butter murukkus which my mom made for her son-in-law (yeah that was not meant for me in the first place. How low have I fallen?) and the good food which I served to guests for dinner on Saturday. Is there a silver lining here, I ask myself. Nope. Zilch. People tend to lose weight on a diet devoid of such succor and love. But my body fat simply loves me and has no intention of leaving me. So nope...no silver lining here. In addition to this sacrifice which I must say makes my brain as active as ...