13:57 me: hey
13:58 Beats: hello
how are you doing?
me: and u?
Beats: lol..
haha...still the same tina
13:59 yes i am fine..changed my job
me: nice
i mean is it?
Beats: of course not
me: u got fired?
Beats: i wish
no i switched
14:00 so more pay and better profile
but i still have to work so that sucks
me:yes i know
the work thing
unfair
14:01 Beats: very..i want a cottage by the river where i can just write
and then travel to the city to do rap concerts
lol..
me: i just want a river. to jump down.
Beats: you can use mine
14:02 me: so the music is still your demanding bitch, eh?
Beats:
yes it is
music is my life
me: name of a movie?
i think i should be in the movies really
come to think of it
14:03 Beats: well we did make one
charurmatha
me: u r an illiterate
Beats: that is probably true
me: yesyes mann mein koi doubt mat rakhna (do not doubt that)
Beats: rakha hi nahi (did not doubt at all)
14:04 kambakht zamaane ne rakhne hi nahi diya (this devilish world never let me doubt THAT)
me: so how goes with old friends and family?
14:05 Beats: friends- R, A and F they are good
family my mother is fine and my dad is dead
14:06 my brother is in college so you know how that goes
me: thts nice
college... which?
Beats: bhaggu
14:07 :(
me: wht kinda rubbish college is tht
wht hav u done to ur brother
Beats: bhawanipore
don't tell me you don't remember that center of academic excellence
me: all the spoiled brats go there. then again... u DID live in Saltlake ;)
14:08 Beats: see..connecting the dots now
me: yeah i guess
so u shud rap ur way to NY, no?
14:09Beats: naah
my music now is too much about Indian politics
me: o good good
shove it in their ass
14:10 Beats: i got booed off a stage in Mumbai for saying Bombay instead of Mumbai
would you believe that
of course i ran back on! ;)
me: hah
funny
hehe
u got booed
Beats: (an then was dragged back off)
me: so sweet
14:11 with news like these life seems so worth the while :D
Beats: you find me getting my ass handed to me by the audience funny eh?
well i guess i would too
it is rather hilarious now that i look at it more objectively
14:12
me: so i see u've been busy
which is nice
Beats: you mean the music?
14:13 yeah well i had little choice in the matter..music is all i've got..it's all any of us has actually at the end of the day...
me: yeah all of it. ur music. changing jobs. dying fathers.
14:14 Beats: haha now that sounds poetic
you make my life sound half interesting
me: and half romantic
Beats: true
14:15 me: so did your father actually die in the physiological way?
or is it just your anger talking?
14:16 Beats: no he actually died
he got hit by a metro train after he collapsed on the tracks
in park street metro station
me: hmm... thts... a bummer
sorry to hear that
Beatss: yeah thanks
14:17 me: so how u taking it?
Beats: as any estranged son would
with a pinch of salt and a lot of tequila
me: hmm
14:18 o well waddaya know... tequila is a goddamn good drink
Beats: and don't i know it
14:19 there is a reason it is the official estranged son mourning drink
they don't just pick any drink for that you know
it's an honor
long island iced tea was in the reckoning too but lost by a landslide
14:20 me: tht drink gives an immediate headache tho
at least tequila waits till the next day
Beats: yes
14:21 me: hows ur mom and bro taking it?
Beats: mom broke down..
but she is okay now
my brother was very sad and upset at first but he is getting over it
14:22 i am the only one who had no emotional response...big surprise eh?
me: then again u bust politicians ;)
14:23 Beats: not really..my rants in rhyme make no difference
but it's fun
me: anyway if u ever need to talk... about anything I guess... as long as it's nothing smart or intelligent or worldly or academic or intellectual or meaningful... u can gimme a missed call. and i shall call u back
14:24 Beats: that's very sweet
i am reading your blog
do you still write poems
14:25 i used to love your poetry's honesty
me: i guess i don't write
Beats: why not?
you had such a voice
14:26 me: ah well. the voice remained. the words left.
so anyway, u coming to US?
Beats:
not anytime soon
14:27 i am too old to relocate now
me: but u ain't too old to travel my friend
14:28
Beats: yes i know
maybe i'll come down in a couple of years
14:29 me: tht'll be nice. i hope i see u some day. life seems awfully long without the occasional conversations
Beats: i know what you mean
14:30 i really wished you start writing again
i would love to read something by you
14:31 me: re-read this conversation. it went awfully nice! my best work since sometime now ;)
Beats: haha
14:32 well i shall make do with ur blog
it's on my favorites now
me: it's a piece of trash
Beats: so?
me: my whole life is a selection of trash
dig in
14:33 Beats: i love trash..don't knock trash
we are the royalty of trash..so let me revel in my rottenness
14:34 me: wait lemme whip up some leftover for u...
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