Out of my Head!!!

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Another visit and another few hundred memories later, it is only apt that I write about it. As this train moves down the memory lane part newly paved and part rediscovered, I can’t imagine what life would be had I not walked down these paths. They say life is a common sum of the choices that we make and those that we don’t make, some choices that we make under duress and some that we make whole heartedly.

A curse that I had on me was that all trips that I took were guarded with the mighty lord trying everything in its will and might to mess it up. Vivek often regarded me as his lucky charm, well there was good reason for that, with me around him, he had won a large sum of money the last time we were at a Casino. This large sum of money amounted to a total of $45 USD which when you are broke means an amazing Breakfast and lunch together. By no means we were broke but it doesn’t hurt to gain some much needed empathy from the surroundings and we let no stone un-turned in doing so. Well, he was supposed to land on Saturday yet due to some unforeseen circumstances, wait a second, let me guess what these could be, did the flight not leave on time?, or did it get lost mid air? (there appears to be a lot of these, referring to the latest Malaysian Air crisis – God bless the lost souls). Well truth be told, a soon to be Doctor couldn’t make his way to the Airport on time. Now this is a common occurrence with most of us living in NYC but it is a hard to accomplish feat when you live on an Island where you can go around the entire Island in less than 20 minutes. Sooner than later the man did arrive and arrived in the most grand gesture. Vivek was escorted out by members of the “Humans against Junglee Behaviour” interest group who handed over the custody and advised, I get a haircut before opening him up to real first-world human interaction. Now, hair is a very sensitive topic if u ask me, not because I am insecure in any way but because I wish I had some left to do all sorts of funny things with it.  Oh well!!! I have been convicted of living vicariously through people many times, so it did not even matter anymore and I shamelessly do it anyways. To Vivek’s blessing it was Sunday and no barbers were open but I was a highly determined soul and against his wishes, he found himself sitting before in the chair of a Black barber. I mean, Vivek had just escaped the company of similar people and yet found himself at their mercy as soon as he stepped into the country. I had been following the “Men’s Fashion” section on Pintrest for a while for this very moment. And with a big smile, I pulled out my Board of all the haircuts that I wish I could do and showed it to the barber. Now I wasn’t sure if the barber smiled because he found the hair styles funny or because he didn’t understand why I was dictating the hair style for Vivek. Well, it was one of many awkward gazes that me and Vivek had exchanged over the years and it had now become a common occurance. To prove a point, I soon FaceTimed my gf more so to prove my sexual inclination than to actually speak to her. The hair style in question here was the new trendy, Harvey Spector (Suits Reference) or even Don Draper (Mad Men reference) comb over which I thought would look slick on Vivek. A few frustrated minutes later the barber exclaimed! ‘Man you should cut your hair often, none of my machine blades seem to work and with a pair of scissors in his hand he looked no less than Frankenstein himself. So a long gruesome 45 minutes later (understand that a normal men hair cut takes no more than 15 minutes) the barber took his trimmer out and drew in a line on one side of Viveks scalp. Now, normally I would argue as to what the hell he did but in this case, I was far too amused for that to happen. I could barely stop my laughter however, the moment demanded a calm and composed demeanor and I reassured Vivek of how good the hair cut looked yet inside I knew how hideous it looked. As human beings we are creatures of reassurance and with my Midas touch I ensured that Vivek was on cloud 9 about his new found personality.  This trip also found a close corner in my heart for we took a trip to Pittsburg, a place where we had wanted to travel to for almost 5 years now. But we will pen that another day.

Alive we were, in a shade of death so soon,

Out in the sky brightening the darkness like a full moon…

The shiny crimson of my blood in your hands it bled

Some more times and some more memories this heart shed..

Before this round was over, I was dead…

Well I must say I may be a little out of my head!!!