March has always given me a lot to think about, every year in my life. It tends to do these weird things for me, that keep me brooding for the rest of the year. Why only last year, I had moved in to the house i currently occupy, and since then, the place has witnessed a lot of bizarre things. What i would most fondly recall among these ‘things’ are the funny dreams I’ve had so far. This house, apart from all the space and comfort it offered, is a hot place. I mean, the mercury just keeps rising. And when you’re shomprakash, you dont tend to get up before 11 AM. And you’re covered in sweat when you do.
So, those sweaty naps usually churned out some valuable visual slidesl Ones that i’ve often tried to incorporate into what i write about. Be it a dream about discovering a fingerprint reader in one of the most sensual places on earth, or just revisiting the old Banshankari roads , circa 2008/09, i have relived all of that. And now finally, last Thursday, i found myself facing some good amount of decisions, about leaving this place, moving back to Banshankari and those old gullies, returning to the lifestyle of a layout in Bangalore. and I’m pretty optimistic about it. It’ supposed to be a good thing, this change. Sure, I’ll miss the memories i gathered here in Ejipura. But as always, I’m sure i did something new in this last one year.
Banshankari, I will see your three and raise you four.