Sunday, 4 May 2008

Five years on

Five years and two days ago, Nikhil Yadav played the song 'Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Out' by Bessie Smith on his show, 'All that Jazz' on AIR FM. Five years ago, I had a garbled version of the song's refrain playing in my head as I walked down Josip Broz Tito Marg past the Moolchand flyover.
Five years is a long time, but some things just stay stuck in your head, you know.


  1. May 3rd!

    The Day of the Walk

    5 years, really? It doesnt feel all that long ago.

  2. 5 years, indeed!
    The Day of the Walk, technically, was the 4th.
    May 3rd was the Night Before.
    We finished with our graduation 5 years ago. A fifth of our lives (approximately), has passed since then. How old does that make you feel?

  3. ah, I remember your brief and painful recounting of the episode...

    Is it tie for the hilarious version?

    Who is Nikhil Yadav?

  4. Erm... you know it would really help if you were to at least leave some clue as to who you are, so I can remember what it was I told you.
    I suppose I shall save the hilarious version, if there ever is one, for Plan B.
    Nikhil Yadav is/was an RJ who also moonlighted as an English teacher (or it might have been the other way round).

  5. [This is why wordpress is good. The IP is recorded, so at least you can narrow things down to the city the anon commenter is from.]

    The story was intense, but surely five years later we can laugh about it?

  6. Yo, Han! That is so true - It would make life so much better to be able to say '@anon-from-madras' instead of '@anon'.
    I have no problems with finding the funny side to that story. 'The Story of the Walk' was pretty much my one interesting Party Story for a long time ("So you think you've had a bad drinking experience? Well, let me tell you about the time I..."), at least till I started working and my social circle mainly consisted of people from work.
    Nowadays, I just have old college friends blurting it out to unsuspecting strangers when I'm on my best behaviour and working the old schoolboy charm.

  7. I didn't mean to hide my identity but anonymity IS mildly cool...

    Rez (theres your first clue right there) does give people a good stock of Tales from the Weird that tends to impress the natives...

    Not in Chennai.

  8. Rez? You don't say? Considering I spent 5 years there, that really narrows it down...
    [The comment about anon-from-Madras was in reference to a comment on Han's blog. No offence intended.]

  9. I think Rez just attracts a certain kind of person.

    Once it got its claws into me, the weirdness followed me to Bangalore, Madras, Bombay and beyond.

  10. er... maybe I am out of touch with my North Indian roots (that narrows it down I bet!) but why did you think "anon from madras" might be offensive?

    "Madrasi" complex!?


  11. Well, since you chose to stick to your anonymity, yet made it a point to state that you weren't from Chennai, I thought it might be something you felt pretty strongly about...