Sunday, 15 September 2013
You Can’t Curry Love
Last night Mr V took me out for an Indian. As we sat there dipping poppadoms into spicy chutneys, we couldn’t help ruminate over the last twelve months. In a nutshell, it’s been awful. So much has happened. Mostly cr*p stuff. But you know, I’m not really a negative type of person and try and look for the silver lining in every cloud that comes along. And boy, there have been some dark clouds.
First off, life is short. And terribly precious. Last year, like so many others, I took my life totally for granted. It’s only when your life is threatened that you take a good, hard, very long look at everything – and from a totally different perspective. If somebody used to hack me off, or wind me up, or upset me, I’d silently rant, ‘Well one hundred years from now it won’t matter, because we’ll all be dead!’ Which is true enough. But the important thing is, while our two feet are still firmly planted on terra firma, things that get on top of us do matter. And it matters how we deal with these things. We shouldn’t let these things fester inside us, otherwise it can make us ill.
Today I’m going to come face to face with something that I’ve been reluctant to recently address – for many reasons. But the important thing is, I’m doing it. Not for me, you understand, but for a person I love. And also because I don’t want the unaddressed situation otherwise festering away. It’s not healthy. So despite my reservations, I’m regarding it as a therapy of sorts – regardless of the outcome.
Meanwhile, on a lighter note, last night’s curry is lingering in my hair and upon my breath. Which reminds me. Have you seen the Top Ten Curry Charts?
1. Poppadum Preach – Madonna
2. Korma Chameleon - Culture Club
3. Dansak Queen – Abba
4. Tikka Chance On Me – Abba
5. Tears On My Pilau - Kylie Minogue
6. It's Bhuna Hard Days Night - The Beatles
7. Brothers in Naans - Dire Straits
8. I'm a Bhaji Girl – Aqua
9. Dansak on the Ceiling - Lionel Richie
10. Love me Tandoor - Elvis Presley