light stuff

i read this blog entry today and that has kind of made me all philosophical and stuff. but since i don't want to be quite philosophical right now (best time to be that is when you have alcoholic beverages in plenty. sort of strengthens your theories), i thought i would make this light-hearted to kind of bring on a mood change. and thinking back on all the light-hearted moments i've been having, the recent team evening out (pradyot has given this a once over, still...) comes to mind. it was to this (pseudo)ethnic-retreat-resort place called alankrita. the place is actually quite nice and is very well-designed to cater to its niche of corporates and snowed tourists who think in dollars.

the thing started off well with a lofted ball which in golfing terms could have been said to have gone into the 'rough' but since it was cricket, we just conceded the game to the bowling team and moved on to other things. this turned out to be musical chair and though it was something i would have rated pretty low in my choice of outdoor-games, i figured a bit of running around chairs would do me good ;-) but as things turned out i became the second person to be thrown out and in my case that was rather literal. one of my team members of the gentle sex thought i had slipped one by her by running in the opposite direction to the one of progression and grabbing the last chair. i was going to explain the whole "all is fair..." theory and preparatory to this, had raised my hands for gesticulation, when the aforementioned teammate with an astounding display of a complete lack of the gentleness which i had earlier attributed to her, grabbed me by the hand and probably with a firm belief that actions after all speak louder, flung me from the chair right across the lawn. i don't know if you have ever walked down the beach and just when you were feeling that this surely is a bit of alright, been hit in the small of the back by a charging humpback whale. for those of you who haven't, let me state that it makes you feel a bit silly apart from the severe damage inflicted upon one's posterior.

anyway that sort of set the tone for the evening and when i took master of cerems role for a dumb-c contest (i had, in a moment of weakness agreed to do it) i had the sort of impending-peril feeling which one gets when there is impending peril if you know what i mean. but people took most of the stuff i dished out sportingly and there were a few moments when i had to use the utmost restraint; like this time, when another of the gentle sex (this time an authentic one), who hadn't seen "there's something about mary" came up to me and asked me if i could give her some easily identifiable scene from the movie, and i so desperately wanted to tell her to just show as if she were rubbing on a bit of hair gel... i think i have pretty much effected the mood swing i wanted by now. so here's a quick wrap up of the evening - another couple of games, dinner, home.