How to write honestly about sordid, sorry, depressing stuff without sounding whiny, self indulgent or plain old dull? Hmm?
By avoiding them altogether, I suppose. So let us just talk about the weather.
Kolkata has been glisteningly rain-soaked these last few days. And I have thankfully been optimally located to enjoy the rain and storms to the fullest each day. Of course, I am only human, so I found something to complain about each time.
The first time, it was a bummer that I had to go home and I was cussing myself for eating much more than I should have; The second time, I complained about having spent at least part of it inside an ATM, a less than perfect rainy day meal, and a harrowing time trying to catch a cab back home from New Market. And the third time I inwardly sulked because I wanted to spend even more time in the water, and because some a-hole was being an a-hole again, as a-holes are wont to. Kept me up all night too, so could not even go fall asleep to the sound of falling rain and smell of wet earth, like I had wanted to.
Today, it is mildly sunny again, and I am cross. How dare it not be lovely and coolbreezy and rain sploshy outside? So what that even when it is, I am usually sulking or upset about something or the other to enjoy it as much as I should anyway?
I want it to rain again.
By avoiding them altogether, I suppose. So let us just talk about the weather.
Kolkata has been glisteningly rain-soaked these last few days. And I have thankfully been optimally located to enjoy the rain and storms to the fullest each day. Of course, I am only human, so I found something to complain about each time.
The first time, it was a bummer that I had to go home and I was cussing myself for eating much more than I should have; The second time, I complained about having spent at least part of it inside an ATM, a less than perfect rainy day meal, and a harrowing time trying to catch a cab back home from New Market. And the third time I inwardly sulked because I wanted to spend even more time in the water, and because some a-hole was being an a-hole again, as a-holes are wont to. Kept me up all night too, so could not even go fall asleep to the sound of falling rain and smell of wet earth, like I had wanted to.
Today, it is mildly sunny again, and I am cross. How dare it not be lovely and coolbreezy and rain sploshy outside? So what that even when it is, I am usually sulking or upset about something or the other to enjoy it as much as I should anyway?
I want it to rain again.
