Dec.1st, 2004: I went to a party.
12/01/2004 02:47 p.m.
Dec.1st, 2004: I went to a party.


I went to a party.
Drink, dinner and music.
Marriage anniversary of a close acquaintance, family friends as we call them.
Arrangements: copy book.
Music: copy book- mostly from old Indian cinema.
Smiles: copy book. Failing to manifest chemically, with in.
Dialoging: Copy book. What A talked is what B talked. What B talked is what every one talked. And what every one talked is what every one talked.
Food: copy book
Drink: ‘effective’
Participants: Copy Cats.

But for the one, who was unfit, though capable of role playing of all kinds in any situation, left before meals were served. The hosts were kind enough to have him his meals before the tables were laid.
Despite all the training and conditioning, despite consumption of two large drinks he failed to keep his unfit selves locked inside the umpteen green rooms.
Oh! These self of mine do have associations with this crowd situation with which my role playing selves fits so well and are thickly associated.
End result: A conflict between this self who is fit in such a CROWD situation and the self who is unfit.

Externally every thing looked so normal. After all what’s common is NORMAL.


I am currently Sad