Bloggers block

Getting masalasushi started,earlier this year, was the easiest part of the process. Tokyo wrote itself effortlessly. A place so different from anything I knew, the flood of thoughts and feelings had to find an outlet.

When I stepped here, I felt a bit like Alice in Wonderland. Everything was surreal, bizarre, unfamiliar, implausible. All known benchmarks became irrelevant. What is wrong, what right became relative.What could one do but gawk in a place like this..

There it is then. There is no fence-sitting when it comes to Tokyo/Japan - you either love it or hate it. And both with a passion. The place offers you no safe wishy- washy middle ground. A bit like India. That pushes all your buttons any which way.

After the initial blogging fury the pace has mellowed down - of late, blog posts are being coughed up, stacatto, roughly at the pace of a cat spitting furballs (uh?).

So have the rosy filters fallen off my eyes? Am I not looking at things the same way? Has my 'adolescent' zeal waned? Really must be the natural curve of getting used to a place - getting comfortable with its bumps and contours and not noticing that things are different any more...

Though Tokyo continues to be in the grip of 'fashion heat' even as temparatures dip, dogs are still wearing suspenders and maddening order and discipline still prevails.

Its also not the most exciting part of the year. Not the best time for Muse to make an appearance. Everyone doing their own serious stuff - kids at school, better half busy 'providing', the closest holiday two months away. And me? Leading the "hard life of an expatriate wife" (husband's wry take on my life). Its no joke trying to juggle all those lunches and coffee mornings , what. But seriously, one day flows into another and one forgets to get baffled. Or I need another travel to fuel my thoughts...

Either way, the good thing about 'owning' a blog is that you get to make your own excuses and stick by em!