Of meanders and other meaningful musings...

It's the time of year when one writes because of the weather.

The weather invokes two rather basic reactions - either verbose, wonderful prose about the beauty of the monsoons or a regular rant about all the ills the rains bring, especially in Mumbai.

Since my writing is an obvious reflection of my life at large, you can be certain that while I'll start out meaningfully, the meandering will follow soon.

And I've been terribly meaningful for a while now.

The Goa episode is now a year old. As is my new job.

For those who just tuned in, I've been back in the Maximum City for over a year now, and I've returned to writing content ideas, advertising scripts, promos and their ilk for a living.

Thanks to Sandeep, I've settled down to an irregular pottery routine at his studio.

And the urge to plunge into pottery full-time remains something that's discussed regularly.

With more or less the same outcome. Zilch.

Then there are the new urges - most are quasi entrepreneurial in nature.

Among other noble pursuits, I now want to start a nursery selling exotic orchids, ficuses and anthuriums.

And run a cafe that'll serve only breakfast all day. Using only 'free-range' eggs. Go look that up.

Earlier these thoughts would surface only when there was a lull at the day job or when I was having a particularly harrowing time there, but slowly and surely they're taking a permanent place in my head... albeit in some dark nook.

Strangely, am not the only one with these nooks, loads of people around me seem to harbor their own dark desires too.

And the really happy ones are those who've managed to bring these demons to life...

Am hoping my own thoughts will crystallize into some action. Someday.

Among the many things I've learnt along the way is that writing a blog about it is easy, but it takes a helluva lot to make a meander meaningful.