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To life, amen !

The weekend turned out to be quite good after all..Music , adda  and good food all that made up for the tension and travail ! And to top it rains came....:) It was nice  last evening at Nazrul Manch listening to Anupam singing out the popular number- he is hip and happening and energetic!Before that it was fusion music with Bolepure Bluez- Rock meets baul ! They sounded much  better on You tube this morning ..last evening the Bass boomed too much and I felt out of sync in that long-haired androgynous crowd where I really could not make out who's who !! Bhaskar seemed ready to run.....so was Uday :) The weekend food was good - Chettinad cuisine at Tamarind thanks to Uday and Sangeeta and today thanks to Nandini , Burmese cuisine at CC&FC ! Gave a hoot to the guilt -factor as I dug into the delicious Khaw Suay !Haven't walked in days and looking all bloated again ! But then I can never say no to food !
Met Indrani , as pretty as ever , who was amazed as always that I was there solo , with my hen -gang !It was again a nice session of adda with Mohua and Nandini . Partha came up and spoke to me...nice of him ! Kids have all grown up - time flies! 
And it is Father's Day today and I repeated my prayer like everyday that Baba remains happy and mobile amidst everyday crisis and his spirit is never broken ! Amen to life that's good as long as it lasts...Who has seen tomorrow?

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