Life in London

28th Sept, 2009. Nawathe kaka came to pick me up at kings cross station. While his struggle for parking, Vikram was inside the station, waiting to guide me to the car, I was struggling to carry two big suitcases and a guitar. Finally, we made it to the car. I was cheesy, being happy more than thankful, to have saved 50 quid on taxi home.

Life's been cheerful since I've moved at 14, Layfield road. I exercise, jog and work regularly. I've been roaming around London on weekends. I also met old friends, who had been in London for a while. Laughter and Jokes are "one of 5 a day" routine. Nonsense, makes sense and illogical ideas stroke unstoppable laughter, times in a day.

To take an instance, we watched the movie, Sholay, which was 16th time for me, and just thought, what if "Gabbar singh" and "Thakur" were gays? So the movie would have a prologue, Gabbar and Thakur had a break-up before the train action sequence resulting in hatred, consequently expanding into a 3.5 hrs long movie of conspiracies and drama. Another thing was - if Thakur was never taught horse riding he'd never go at Gabbar's place to get his hands chopped off for nothing. Basically, he'd never be able to catch Gabbar, and Gabbar would never exterminate his family in revenge.

Life is seriously casual these days. We are used to laughing in the midnight and one fine day, actually yesterday, our right side neighbour came and told Nawathe kaka that kaka's nephew, who just arrived a couple of days back, laughs loudly in the midnight and she could hear it. We had another reason to laugh at this.

I moved to London for opportunities, and I learnt a lot of things. Those are, making flour, cooking chapatis, usage of different masalas, creating gravy, chicken curry, architecture of Brent cross shopping centre, London tube travel, buses home after midnight drinks, etc.