wow ji

Here I am then kicking off years after everyone else - I think having a large flat of my own after years of having but a room has opened up my brain somewhat. So that rather than lurking in a depressed way under the weight of several thousand chattering books, I find myself instead on this warm March day in a large, airy room that overlooks a few freshly planted flower beds. What should I do with myself this Sunday, I wondered. Well here I am then, not being too preoccupied with other things I have to do than blog. At some stage I'll slink off and play my guitar, but till then...
It was torture trying to think of some blog identity for myself. The brain hasn't opened up that much and I've always been terribly un-clever at words. So Cham Cham because it is an amazing mithai - it's pure sugar, more or less, in its pristine form and only dedicated mithai eaters like Bengalis or UP wallahs can eat it without flinching. But if you can get past the first overwhelming punch to the base of the brain as it goes down, it leaves you feeling, how do I put it, tingly and satisfied. A nice substitute for sex, an antidote for anxiety, a soother of mangled nerves after a fraught session with your therapist. Let's say I like Cham Cham and it's also the name given to the ginger tomcat who eats his breakfast here everyday. He was named by the maid, another cham cham addict. Still I must make clear that this name was chosen only because no other name came to my mind at all. While being an admirer of cham cham, I'm not that crazy about it. I have migraine, and more than two cham chams usually bring on an attack.
Ok, why is the blog called aflatoon. Almost the same reason - aflatoon being an interesting sweet you get in Muslim restaurants in Bombay - so while thinking of cham cham, I thought of aflatoon. It also refers to Mr. Plato, and I'm ok with that, but it also sounds a bit like a-flat-of-my-own. So that's how.