They Took Away My Music

I am not about to let them take away my melody too. It's a different story I had my music snatched literally: they broke into my car and de-camped with my  CD player and stereo. Life's a bitch!
It's clearly been a monsoon of discontent for us. We proposed; Nature disposed and how! The illness, the hospitalisation that followed; the death in the family, and an office project gone all but pear shaped has soused us in a deep shower of despair, melancholia and hard-to-mend broken relationships. The season also marked the beginning of the end of my slinking confidence in organized institutional medical practice, as we know it today, in large towns and metros across India. It's reduced to show me the booty, first!!
The dust is beginning to settle now on what for me and mine, was a Black Monsoon. It's such good riddance and I am only too glad to see the back of it as we  prepare for the Ganeshotsav which is a harbinger of good tidings.

Reverting to the vernacular- "Ganpati Bappa Apaan Krupya Lavkar Ya Karaan Chaeen Padheynaa Amhalaa."









With my chin held high I should like to believe bad times too don't last forever.
In Ganesha ( the First God of Maha) We Trust!