8.01.2010

First from London

After a week of being here, now is the first time that I have got time, the internet and mainly the inclination to collect my thoughts. Luckily, one of my friends from Australia was down in London as part of the Europe tour and we had a good time over 3 days. Strangely, the place doesn't seem new to me at all. On the contrary, Coimbatore felt new to me when I visited it a week before I left India. Maybe the constant international travel over the last few years have numbed the travel taste buds so as to speak.

The locals say its a good time to be here. They are referring to the weather. I am sure they are really enjoying the sun which keeps the city bright till 9 in the night. Watching the unabashed display of breasts enjoying the sunshine anywhere and everywhere at times makes me feel I am perhaps at the beach. The train, bus, office, restaurant, pub, street - name the place and you have boobs ready to pop out of their holsters. I've travelled quite a bit but haven't witnessed this sane havoc anywhere. Its only the suit and tie that bring me back to reality. The amount of energy in the place is heartening. Or it could be they are just happy with the sun. Another fact that caught my attention is the staggering amount of cigarrettes smoked by almost everyone. It's unbelievable. That the English love their tipple is perhaps no secret but the amount of nicotine inhaled is scary. If I could find a way to make money out of cancer, I would be the fastest billionaire. I would seriously be happier to get at least a few people to stop. My count has been 4 sticks in 8 days which is quite a record over a long time. I don't feel the urge. Really. And no tipple either. Howzzat? I drank only once as a formality with moi Ozzy friend and it lurched my stomach too. Did a merry go around like a drain cleaner in my stomach. It's weird but I've no complaints. The mornings are fresher and the appetite is good.

The work place seems just what I imagined it to be. A dog eat dog sales world. No complaints though. A slaughter house is meant to be as bloody as possible. I've started connecting through my rolodex already and something might just open up which might help me make the quickest sale ever. Well, that's a quick one for now. It's time for shut eye but I might just try and grab some movie off the web.

It's time for a fresh start and I aim to make the brew right this time.