Sunday, 1 March 2009


And apparently when you don't kill yourself, you end up literally in the pink of health.

To many people's great chagrin I'm sure, I aborted my black suicide plot.

Sorry. Peoples, Bhumika populates this planet awhile longer. Somehow the act just didn't feel right even if the thoughts felt oh so good and justified.

There were just too many voices in my head and they all sounded fun and sparkling and somehow red and happy. So then I went out and got drunk on bottles and bottles of red red wine with family for three consecutive days.

I saw the jacarandas bloom on the streets of Bangalore and figured that life will now take a turn for the better. And that was the only purple I let myself get emotional over.

Bangalore is such a pretty place despite the attacks on western-clothing-clad women. And the assholes go do this just when I've lost weight and look fairly decent in western clothing. Saffron sonsofbitches. How I will feel in my heart!

Then, I realised something that shocks, befuddles me. I no longer dislike pink. And that is such a loaded statement I can't tell you. Ladies of my life, yes, even that pink.

My mind has mutated. The great tragedy of my life has greatly altered my choice of colours.

And suddenly pink is my new obsession.

People who know me if I tell you, I bought a polka dotted top in pink you will know the severity of this recent malaise of mine. Oh yes, when I wear it I look like a brash, bold, buxom American woman who'll annoy the hell out of the sales people and other shoppers at a supermarket.

Incidentally, the only person I want to annoy is a six year old smug-faced German girl. Can someone please teach peachy young kids some goddamned manners? This child in question has a crush on one of my latest lovers and acted oh so prissy and smug. But I will forgive her because of the newly acquired grayness of my soul. I'm trying not to see the blues deepen to indigo and fade to black. In every possible context.

My women love me, my boys will soon be okay. Life will show itself sunny, yellow side up. So what's to complain? And I am learning Spanish second hand. So I deduce I am very es amoroso.

Applause, applause. The queen returns in her ermine and jewel pink tones!


GK said...

The bitch is back and boy am I glad!!
And what is all this spanish nonsense? Aren't we French?

Anonymous said...

coma estos?
La reina vuelve con una venganza!
anon here again!!

Bhumika's Boudoir said...

Second hand. And now I get a monologue to bleddy decipher. Did you not understand the second hand part of it, Anon, how can you do this to me?

Gopics, muah. We are also French. Bleddy ass, how many times have I told you we are Global citizens?

Bhumika's Boudoir said...

Anon, I think I love you already. I used a friend and the google translator. You bet!

Anonymous said...

Bingo! you got it right!
Betcha!So you used a google translator?
BTW im happy that you love me!

Anonymous said...

BTW which wine did you have?
next time ur drinking wine with your family I wanna u to try floria marsala sweet wine, Barnard Griffin Reserve Malbec.They are awesome!
Happy trails!!

Bhumika's Boudoir said...

Today looks like another wine night. Will certainly try and buy the stuff you've mentioned. I hope they are not OTT prices. Because if they are I'd rather do tequila. :) And thank you. Love continues, of course. LOL.

Anonymous said...

Love you to sweety!!
Ok try any of these tequilas:
Don Fernando TKO Tequila Silver ,Don Cardona Tequila Reposado ,Jose Cuervo Tequila Anejo,Comisario Tequila Blanco.

Bhumika's Boudoir said...

Who are you? You can so be my liquor consultant. And no, we didn't drink at all last night. We just got high on my pink clothes!

Anonymous said...

who am I? idk
well it would be my pleasure to be your liquor consultant.

'Smee! said...

Change in font?

Bhumika's Boudoir said...

Change in life choices.

Aman said...

Now this is why I tell you: WRITE

And it will be pink!