This shall be a post on me. which has been a while i know.
Something about being home makes me write more here. not cos am starved of conversation which i assure you is in plenty though most of it now seems to revolve around the boi,or d wedding, or a hall fr d wedding and currently on my psuedo engagement.
i shall from now refer to it as a "fixation"
i refuse to use that other word. n now a saree has to be bought, jewellery shopping done, none really my area of expertise, am just expected to run along.
of course no one really wants to know reasons fr my paranoia
or in fact i think they do but denial is not just a name of a river in africa, rightly said by mark twain.
A part of me worries for all of us.
all of us in this not so nice merry go round
we shall fall in to the mul berry bush
sigh
i shall lay off d rhymes. this is no song n game
dance n play
this is going to be a mess made long ago by yours truly for which she shall in all likelihood pay fr now.
but you know
if you ask me would i go back and change anything.
well fr d bois sake yes
for mine? probably not.
who is that wise ol person who said experience being the best teacher?
well if thats the case maybe i am a whole lot better off
am kinder
sensible
more more more mature than anyone i know
n A PESSIMIST
:)
well, i think of the above as decent qualities to have. how many level headed people do u know?
i could probably count a top of the mind,say 5?
hmm
allright so what were we saying? yes
so the days are spend typing out short stories in brief outbursts, scribbling them down quickly before they run away and escape, franticaly look around fr pen n paper n in the absence of which make them as drafts in my phone, wonder about that project to be done which is being still wondered on, more wondering on the first real job hopefuly in a few weeks.
read "hopefully" as the operative word
i promise you dear blog,an interesting story shall come your way maybe like old times of a drunk me passing out somewhere? would u like that? cos we shall definitely knock back a lot of whiskey that day!
ps:the boi was right, typing is hard with long nails!
the boi and i some times i feel are greedy people.
of course in my language greed is good. greed drives us on.
all of mankind,up there anywhere has travelled on greed say in different areas
maybe money or maybe kingdoms
remember alexander the great? remember him weeping over no more lands to conquer? so i dont mind that kind of greed.
what are we doing about it? nothing really
or may be its all in just my head.
more to come later
free time you see.
