Weird Days

"I'm bumping you up", Bossman told me in his usual ruthlessly efficient manner. "Thanks, I guess", I replied. I was kicked more about the salary increase this entailed - and I celebrated by buying a couple of T-shirts from Threadless.
Not bad, two bumps in two years and considering I was getting paid below slavery wages at 18-20 KG Marg only three years ago. Not bad at all, and life has been good of late. The health parameters are better, the seafood has been good and I've been living off a lot of free electronics. Not that I mind living of free stuff that is. And I'm off to K-Ral early tomorrow morning. Yup, life is good.
But after a conversation with my father yesterday over some exquisite Crab Gassi at Trishna last night, I'm not so sure everything is as hunky-dory in my life I think it is. Now, I don't want to get into the details of my convoluted and extremely bizzare relationship I have with my father, but he does have a habit of making me jerk up on the chair and say 'Whaa....?'
Anyway, things aren't changing tomorrow but given that the synapses in my brain have a tendency to make weird connections, so I'm pretty sure I'll be thinking on four-five-six different parallel planes while driving down NH-17. And knowing me, each plane will lead to a different decision, making my life even more confusing then it really needs to be - which is weird because the only time I usually mess up is with relationships, here its a bit more than that.
Anyway, this is the last post from Bombay for a bit, I should be online in pathches throughout the trip and will post both here and at the other blog. Take care folks and wish me luck!