I wonder where Rohan is these days. I think of Rohan once every three weeks – when I eat fish or prawns. I also think of Rohan once every week – when I eat chicken stir-fried with Clery herbs, garlic,m and green peppers. Or a kadak tandoori chicken with lime. And I think of Rohan once every two months – when I eat mutton cry or mutton fry.
But the other day I thought of Rohan because I was watching Jason Statham in The Transporter, and Json looks a lot like Rohan. In fact, in my opinion, Rohan should be a Hollywood actor and Jason Statham’s success proves Rohan could be a hit.
Of course, being in Hollywood Rohan would miss the teasing aroma wafting out of a fresh Pomfret that has just been lifted out of the tandoor, a deep lobster red in colour, served with a mint chutney, lime, and onion – butter naan on the side.
But he would have French fries and hamburgers, which would remind him of the Bombay batata-wada that you get at Krishna’s in Dadar – a spherical masterpiece of culinary achievement. With gunpowder masala and a pav, Rohan would have already ordered for two more.
Oh well, he would always have Starbucks coffee … if he can forget Amrutalya chai.
So, as I was saying, I really wonder Rohan is these days …
It’s odd but my life over the past few years seems to be a series of check-ins, logins, sign-outs and check-outs. Very odd for a person who is sole childhood ambition was to become a writer and whose idea of paradise was a year of rainy days, with a cane chair, a coffee pot, and a roomful of books.
My family and friends don’t call because they’re never sure whether I’m in town and that’s a curious impression – I travel only about a week to 10 days any given month.
Every day, I find myself looking at another book I haven’t read and tellng myself: This weekend, I will relax and read. That weekend, however, is playing particularly hard to get.
So is this how it is for other people in today’s world? I ask because Im painfully aware that I’m not really in touch with any ‘people’. I see some humanity on the roads and shopping malls and airports when I venture out. But, mostly, I’m in touch with email addresses, user IDs, and sundry other such virtual avatars of people I used to know.
In fact, I suspect I’ve been replaced by my own virtual avatar because lately, I find myself watching me living a life, taking decisions, working, working, working… and Im really a lazy, play-orientged person since childhood.
Or maybe it’s payback time for all the childhood hours of play.
Now you can see why I have created a category of posts called ‘Daily Ramble’.
