Life is strange...

I believe that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we attract even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange…

Read somewhere

Quickie :*

Aahh no time to update...office has been ok. what else have I got to talk about on weekdays..Its been hectic and busy. But the weekend is here so I dont wanna think bout work. 


Plans: to shop


Was talking to chitra and she said why bother for everyone, just buy for mum and dad , and of course for yourself. Rest others give chocolates. Made sense. 


So thats exactly what i'm gonna do. But well i already have bought some stuff for family and of course I have to buy for few close friends.:)


Next weekend if all goes well i'll be home. But the bloody buggers are not even giving me leave. Its so frustrating.


forget it. I'll make the most of it. 


Tomorrow its all gals shopping spree. I cant say i'm too excited as i'm not a big fan of shopping. Hmmm I hope it goes fine. Also I got to got to buy a hard disk. 


nothing else...stories been bubbling in my head. If access remains will post on WP acc.. :) 

Fireflies

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep


'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems


'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance


A fox trot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball that's just hanging by a thread


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep


To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell


But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seems

You Found me

I found God... on the corner of 1st and Amistad
Where the West... was all but won
All alone... smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where've you been?"... He said, "Ask anything".

Where were you... when everything was falling apart.
All my days... were spent by the telephone
It never rang... and all I needed was a call
That never came... to the corner of 1st and Amistad

Lost and insecure... you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor... surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?... Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late... you found me, you found me.

Sadurday....and Sometimes...

Sometimes you gotta fight your demons alone

Sometimes you gotta face your fears by yourself

Sometimes you gotta convince yourself of better days to come, cause not always will you have somebody to cry on or soothe your fears.

Sometimes you gotta be patient and sometimes you gotta fight your impulse and stay calm.

Sometimes its best left unsaid and sometimes its better to move on.

Sometimes sorrows come in battalions, and sometimes you have to face them alone.

Sometimes no one can hear the pain in your voice. Sometimes no one can see it in your eyes.

Sometimes silence does not speak loud enough to be heard.

Sometimes silence can be deafening.

Sometimes shadows are your only friends.

Sometimes two is a crowd.

What is the purpose of life? You are born, you play, you go to school, study, play, college, work, marry, spouse, problems, kids, their school, their problems, education, their college and work and marriage and we are back to square one. If this is life, where do we live? when do we live for us? for oneself.

Sometimes I feel life will just pass me by and I'll never know.

Sad, but that's not life. Its just a bad day to define life!

Whatever!

No post yesterday. I don’t know how time goes at times and its eve. Yesterday was pretty tired by the time I reached home, late too. My salad was dinner’s saving grace :D Read some time slept by twelve. Become like a robot. Wake up at this time, shower, sometimes have breakfast sometimes not. Office. Shitty week. Escalations. Investigations. Meetings and then back to listening to her crap. And I smile myself to sleep counting days. Hopefully nothing changes.

I am somehow unhappy with Lee Child.

This week sucked!

Fk it!

This is the way she does it. She escalated that issue to Cena though I was not solely responsible for it.

It has been a tiring day. Tiring because of thinking too much. And I do not deserve the way I am being treated. Had a long meeting with Cena regarding the “escalation” by chudail. Had my self respect and esteem been low I would have actually believed that I am worthless to handle this. But this is not the case. Its just the matter of putting in your bit to make this work. She doesn’t so that’s why to vent it out she takes it on me. Cena told she wants to hand this over and move on to something new. She wants a change and she is good at what she does. What does she do other than forwarding mails I ask? Well I dint ask it out loud. But yeah! If she wants to get done with it soon then she has to just try to pass on her knowledge instead of holding it back.

Cena knew I was being hesitant and there were things bothering me but then I don’t want to go crying to him all the time like she does. He also asked if I could stay a couple of more months but I dint commit anything yet. Is it worth it? Everybody stays here just for the money. But is it worth it? No. I think I have earned my stay here but I do not deserve to be treated like this. I don’t think I will take up on his offer. Especially if it is to make her life easier then no ways! A week is ok but even to spare her that my heart refuses to be kind.

I felt like laughing when Cena said you do your bit don’t care if its right or wrong. As long as you put efforts, blah blah then he said Fk it! :D

Well Fk it all I say and head home. Oh he was taunting in a subtle polite way bout not wearing jeans ( but then he is away for 2 n half weeks :D hehahahaha. Off I go!

ooh and on after thought addition: Dinner was a success :D Cant wait to go back and have cold paaysa

Happy Ugadi :)

Happy Ugadi!!!

Well not that it’s a grand feast being here but will try to make something good. Actually Tuesdays are usually good as Sam and myself-read two Amchi’s- cook. So we try to make authentic Amchi food to the best of our knowledge. Today will also make sevai kheer:D

Ah He is finally gone! Who? C*s the A*s Bwahahaha….

And I am learning to give it back when they deserve it. Pehle to khud se koi kaam nai karte uske upar se doosron pe rob jhaadna! Not done bitch! But I know she will find other ways to make me pay for all the smart answers I have given!

I need to keep track of things so I can catch up from where I left off. Day was not bad. Helped mr. Laycock in some issue. Despite the stutter he is nice bloke. Though Cena thinks he is way too persistent. Then there was the flirtatious degothicangel trying to mince words and avoid labels. This was during the discussion on Cams. Surprisingly mom has been cool about it. So thank god! Also DK called yesterday w.r.t. the same-Cam discussion. He has hardly spoken when we have met, so i was surprised when our conversation lasted longer. A very shy guy, Maybe marriage has opened him up.

Somehow it feels good when I get a call. Its hardly that I do unless to tell me to get groceries and it mostly happens when I am wearing those wretched heels. But then I should not be complaining because I need them with formals and they have lasted strong and well.

I get so annoyed when people who I do not want me to call me by nicknames do. That is so not cool! Its definitely not the way to get close to me. Sometimes you should know your boundaries. *tryingtotakeadeepbreath*

Mom has sent me couple of chat recipes. She is excited bout my culinary skills which are on alert here. Well I used to cook in B’lore too so I don’t know why it makes much of a difference. Off I go to cook some more,if it was a feast or not, will tell tomorrow :D

3 more Mondays to go...:(

Ah another day has come to an end. I am sick of writing how hectic it was. But then I need to vent! I need I need! Where else shall I go. Hmmm.

It started off like a pain in the wrong place. Too many issues and just my two frail hands! But anyways I handled them well. Though chudail tried to make my day miserable I hit the ignore button. And that by far is the best decision I have taken in the past 3 months. It was a relief. Anyways I haven’t eaten much and I am craving for good food. I do have a bar of snickers in case I feel I’m gonna pass out :p

Weekend was….it just was. Dint do anything much. Saturday was rolling in bed all day due to a bad case of headache. Popped a tab and was fine later. I finished Cecelia Ahern’s If you could see me now. Initially I was of the opinion I will not like it. But then It was a good book. Unnecessarily lengthy at some points but otherwise it was nice. The concept of invisible people, ghosts don’t sit well with my idea of reading even though it’s a fiction. But some books are good enough to make an impression. I never thought I would like the mediator series by Meg Cabot but I did. But that was years ago. I feel ancient. (Mediator series is the story of this teenager who shifts with her family to a new place and there is a ghost in her room. A nice good looking one at that :D )

Sunday also went in passing. Was online for sometime. Read alot. Shopped DKNY perfume for Sam. Very belated gift. He liked it nevertheless. SK has come from B'lore so another member in the house
I feel like reading them again, I feel like going back to childhood. I have been thinking bout this a lot for the past few days. Trying to re-live the good times.

I was thinking of writing a few other things but I want to just go home and crash. More on Goa plans, my return, shopping plans*dread*, and few other thoughts. Hopefully I’ll have time considering I’ll be giving KT at this hour tomorrow.

The Office and other rants...

Ah she comes storming back with a wicked smile and turns cruella de vile! Peace is destroyed and she is being distructed. Yes she used the term “distructed”. And I heard AKS aka dumb @ssO is probably the next replacement.

Well it’s all based on appraisals and who gets less gets to go. Weird policies but whatever happens does so for good I guess. Yay looks like BB is coming. Change of plans cuz AKS has his MBA plans. But that means I have to tolerate him after going back. Hmmm.

Sometimes you cant resist to make the past haunt you.

Passing thoughts.

Anyways I was wondering why do I write so much random stuff here, only to realise that’s because I have no one to talk to. Sad aint it.

I read a blog yesterday where this lady said “ I am judging you if…” and the list went on regarding different blogs like if they are too open, if they are blogging everyday, if they are disclosing private matters, or gushing about their love lives, or talking too much about their babies, or talking too much in brand terms ah what not. But its also personal view aint it. What she does not like someone else might be eager to read.

I like when I read personal blogs, about family, life, love, kids. I love food blogs, blogs bout work place, blogs about friends.

This is my office. I have taken so called “transition” from two of my colleagues supposedly and now I do all their work. What do they do you ask?

He aka C*s : he eats. All day, period. He smacks his lips and licks the lid. He munches on chips and is the definition of one of the seven deadly sins! Yes you guessed it right! Gluttony! And he stares at the screen doing nothing. He sometimes stares at my screen when he is too tired of the nearness of his screen probably. He stretches and yawns and fakes a lot! Its sometimes feels like a competition on who can fake it better! I’ll get to his better half in the next paragraph. Well since he also fits into another deadly sin I’ll categorise him under sloth too! But though he never does anything he never wastes an opportunity to boast about how hard it is to meet everyone’s expectations and manage his responsibilities. Bull!

And its not just my personal opinion. My other colleagues would have much worse things to tell about him. Anyways, let’s come to her i.e. M aka Chudail without mentioning her, my blogs are never complete. Her aim of life: to make my life miserable. She does not do any work! Other than forwarding mails and chatting. She takes the definition of Bitch to a new level. It amazes me that Cena is dependent on two of the most stupid people in the company. She pings me or mails me all her chores and then cribs about not having time. And the worst part is her cribbing about moi despite me finishing it for her. Aaaargh Gah. Oooh and what else does she do , ah yes. This is exactly what she does—ooh aah yes.. oh god! Shit! Fk!$”£$ read every email like a prayer being murmured.

And its best when they are fighting with each other. These two :)

Ok Enough about them. Now I know why I don’t like to bitch in office. Because I would have already finished it here. Hehahaha..

I was mentioning bout P yesterday na. Lot of shit happening in her life. And it couldn’t have been worse. But unlike last time I am not gonna intervene. She has to sort it out herself. I gave her my honest opinion, but in the end everyone does exactly what they want to do.

Well now that I have just few more days here I need to plan out properly. I was planning to rest and laze at home this weekend but time to make some plans.


Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth it was worth all the while

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

What was she thinking? Being nice to me. She was going gaga over the mail I sent and thanking profusely. Why? It still doesn’t change my opinion about her. That’s what the thing is, you do “good” nobody remembers, you do “bad” nobody forgets. And I never forget.

P msgd me explaining another set of his excuses. Aaargh I feel like screaming at her. How can she put up with this?! I wish she would think at the least half as much as I have thought. If I was in her place I would be single or with someone else. Not pining and waiting for an @ssh*le! And I was just bout to leave , when I saw an issue come in. aaargh !! I cant walk away because I’d rather deal with it now rather than spoil my Monday!

hippty hop

I want to hop I want to skip I want to dip a dippaty dot, I want to hip a little pop a little, freeze and lock. I want to kick I want to stand I want to spin and talk. I want to soar I want roar I want to dare and drop. I want to sing, I want to bling I want to flip and stop.

Had just a little free time to let the mind dance and be happy a little. It’s Thursday and she still aint around which makes me smile a lot… :)

I had been meaning to write a post on International woman’s day but days have been so busy. There has also been a story on my mind but no time to start. Not cool at all. Oh and I was making a list of things which come under “Its not cool to…”

Cena is so cute sometimes. He was working and in between he suddenly goes tara ra ratara Puppy Power! Hehehe :D

He sorted out the issue I escalated to him and he kept me out of it, sweet. Ah not completely! I am being dragged back into it.

Ah I’m hungry. :(
I dint get much of rice and dal cuz sabzi was over. Shit its my turn to cook I’d forgotten. Hmmm. I think I’ll make Bonda :)
I don’t like this at all, I hardly write a line and I get busy with something or the other. I don’t think this will make sense to me at some point in future when I look back.

Was also on calls with P. Lot of shit happening and I think its high time she comes out of it. More on it tomorrow. I cant wait to go home. Making Cabbage ambado. I so feel like eating goli baje :(

Experience Uncertainty

2010.03.09
Back to square one. I was gonna say that what if your good isn’t good enough.

Well then I feel I was my best today and it was more than good enough.

2010.03.10

Another day, another set of issues, same old faces, same old thoughts, the same old wishful thinking and waiting for the day to end. No worries as she has not been around. Uncertainty is still in the air. Leaving everything to fate does this. Well I am not blaming fate cuz I have been given the choice and well this is where I am now. I wrote a lot yesterday. For change this one was for me. And there was so much to pen. I guess being busy in office and not blogging had got me worked up.

Time to go, maybe will pen at home :)

Ha the title.. Bwahahaha... so much in the name of my company...

Sunshine and gloom

Ah what a day. I was not just on my toes but on my finger tips and what not. So many issues! I have never had such a mentally draining day. By the time I finally decided to take a lunch break it was 4 and I dint even feel like eating it. I can’t see the point of working like this. Away from home and my people. Hmmm

Finally Cambridge happened, and had a good time. Though we ended up spending more time in eating it was a fun day. And my camera took better pictures than Sam’s 12mp cybershot Bwahahhaa :) Then yesterday was not the right day to go to the London’s Burrough market as everything was closed by the time we went. It was bright and sunny but damn cold. Finally walked the queen’s walk! A well spent weekend. Come to think of it, it has been an expensive week. Plus plans of Paris in motion I don’t know what to decide. I don’t feel like missing the opportunity but this time I feel I have spent too much what with the increase in rent and all. Hmmm anyways let’s see.

Spoke to Arnn, and it felt nice to listen that the troop esp the gals were missing me. :) Hmmm :(


The kite runner as expected is evoking different emotions from me. Like it so far! I just wanna go home. Was talking to mum and she was frying capsicum bonda. She was like you would tell to make na weekends :) I feel v.homesick.

I have mixed feelings about what I want and what I should do. I feel like I am in a place where I have no choice, no opinion and no certainty. I do not like what I think and I am not in a place to decide the right things. And definitely when I read this sometime later I will not make sense to myself. It has been a long day. Too much on my mind, need to do something to relax. Until tomorrow.

*sigh*s and a few others...

Yesterday was a little too upset to write anything coherent. It feels better today. Actually was a little ok after a few laughs at home followed by cooking and some music in the room. I was too tired to read so slept off earlier that usual. Oh I am reading the kite runner. It’s fine so far, I hope I don’t get moody like when I had read “A Thousand Splendid Suns”.

The previous one I read in like three days and its amazing considering I had slowed down after coming here. It was a good book. I mean somewhat along the lines of a movie that could be shot in London say with Gerard Butler as the guy and hmmm I can’t think who could fit the role of the gal. I seem to be inclined towards Katherine Heigl, but it’s nothing to do with their pairing in The Ugly Truth.

Anyways yesterday few unexpected things happened. Like I spoke to him; well I was talking to Ma and she asked if I wanted to and I blurted the usual no and hung up soon. Immediately felt guilty and called back and spoke a few words. Was not that hard to do now, was it? But well it’s a tough decision every time.

Something that made me smile today:
hi,gud morning.
sorry no mails cause no new news too.gud you prep all now.surnali u need to put majjige and phov and methi all .may as too cold it didnt get well perhaps..still hope it was sweet to eat.nice cook u r now. next u can prep wen u r here.
life same.thanks for callin yest.did not expect.ya hope to see u during ajjas anniversary.u tc.god bless u


Hmm its EOD already and I am still here. It seems Cena asked Mon why am I staying in office so late even after he(Cena) has left office. Oh I dint mention na yesterday he was nice to me and he was telling me to show some attitude. He he….yes and he also said that I should speak up and not suffer in silence. Well lets see bout that. There has been so much work since yesterday that my head is all muddled. I sooo need a break. *sigh*

*long sigh*

Nobody's Home

Well I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.


What's wrong, whats wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
That's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.


Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you've left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
That's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.


Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's falling from grace.
She's all over the place!
Yeah!! (yeah)




She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
That's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.


She's lost inside, lost inside.oh oh
She's lost inside, lost inside.oh oh
Ohhh...

To Each His Own

Morning:

Boy! Am I bad influence or what?! Heehaa…. Well I am a little bit of a rebel at times and do not like to follow the norms (at times only). The RCA(root cause analysis) for the bad influence generated by me is my heels. I hate wearing them. It’s the worst possible torture definitely invented by the man. I had done major shopping for western formals before arriving London. But the pain I have to go through was bearable but then frustrating at times. So I started to pass of my black jeans as formals along with formal shirts and a black jacket. :) Well now I see that chudail has started to wear blue jeans to office on weekdays. Well I am not being judgemental at all. To each, his own!

But its cool SHE is following MY lead hehahaha….

Noon:
Life can be such a bitch at times. Why does it have to get like this that I have to feel so forlorn? Is it worth living like this here? It just gets shitty everyday. And if looks could kill I would be a murderer by now. I have thrown imaginary daggers and what not.

How can anyone get such derisive pleasure after tormenting someone else? How can they be happy? I will grow a hundred yrs old before I return if things continue like this.

To each his own indeed.

Bandh karo ye naach gaana I say!

Bandh karo ye naach gaana I tell myself. I go to the restroom and as usual depending on my mood I started naachna gaana in the 2 by 4/5 room. And I end up hitting my shin or hurting my wrist. I feel so tied down without giving a free rein to dance. Aaaargh!

Work is going ok. Almost lunch time. I hope its time to go home soon :)

Its that time of the day where I am hungry again and I just want something to munch on just like that. Not like really hungry, hungry to kill time. God!! This is exactly what my friends in Engg had predicted, that I will be in front of the comp coffee in one hand food in the other; half the time pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. Lol. But I do not drink coffee here! And I have hardly worn my glasses after coming to London.

Sometimes I like to think really weird things. Like I was walking down the stairs of Benugo, our office canteen when I was imagining what if I fall down plonk thunk and I picture myself like a cartoon fallen down pichkufied to the ground flat. I think I am going crazy. And one of a friend’s status messages says, Craziness is not a temporary phenomenon! :o *sigh*

Aaah so many thoughts came and went but I was not able to jot it thanks to huddle near my desk. I’ve come across some really funny names while at work. No offence meant to anyone intentionally but these are damn funny.
Some surnames like glasscock, laycock, woodcock, woolcock, fuse, kruel, blows, fingerhut, whaleborn, peenal(first name!! :O gosh!), peerless, porn, porntip, pornchai, asaiya, rapeepornsan, Fuchs(and its pronounced exactly how u thought and that is also his preferred name!), P-Day. Punnee…ok enough for today. I wanna rush home before any new issue comes in!!

I might have to cook considering Prons was making excuses. Chuck it.

Thoughts

It has been a stimulating day at work. Stimulating I say because issues have been pouring at a moderate pace and I have been able to sort it out in time. Feels good for a change that there is no scope for nagging!

Have you ever come across times when you feel like ripping your arm out just to have something to throw at some annoying creature? Well I have! Not that I am likely to rip my arm out like Joey, but almost the same sentiments. C*s laughs continuously like a dorky pig.

Why can’t I learn to be more tolerant of him?! Well not that I am rude to him or anything of that sort. But its not just one or two things, he is plain annoying. The smell of the food that he gets from weird places, PURE nausea!

The way he boasts about how the universe will come to stand still if he does not move a finger.

I think I should stop wasting my time writing nonsense bout this loser.

I miss little silly things.
Like applying sindoor after praying.
Like eating chaats.
Like giggling away to gossip late nights.
Like having friends just one msg away.
Like calling mom to ask recipes(haven’t done that in a long time now)
Like my routine every weekend.

Hmm chuck it I don’t wanna get in too deep. I have been having this crazy idea of doing this stunt I cant describe. Its like doing a back bridge but instead of going backwards its done with a somersault followed by a back bridge.You can check it out here

Anyhoo Its my day to cook. Probably making kulita kodhel. Kulit=horsegram. And I started reading me and mr.Darcy by Alexandra Potter yesterday. Infact was up till late despite the fever. Had taken a tab but sleep seemed to evade me.

You know I spend half the time worrying. I hate the person I am turning into!

Rant

I’m not feeling all that great. I don’t wanna fall sick. I had been showing signs of cold since Saturday. Now, kind of feverish too! This is so not cool. And to top it work was kinda hectic and chudail was making my life miserable. Anyways Ira was good to me. She is nice. Interesting life too.

Last weekend again Cambridge plan went down the drain. I still haven’t found another place to stay. I have no back up. Everything seems so bleak. Dint sleep much last night. Woke up early. Whole weekend I was with Prons laptop. And yesterday he single-handedly completed the feat of dinner preparation. He did a good job. Day before Sam did. They are really improving. 2 new guys have come. Dunno how we gonna manage after this. I need to negotiate with nanny. Cant wait for the month to end. To top it all things are getting worse with the currency value dropping for pounds. It couldn’t have been worse! Its Rs.68 now!

Hmm I think I should just go ahead and buy the laptop here. Yea I will end up screwing up my sleep. And some weekends probably. But atleast I can blog whenever I feel like. Chat or talk to people when I want to instead of sulking in the room. And slao I am seriously contemplating about D90. Lets see.

Bout my WP account, the story was reviewed by 4 different people who read different things. Its common result was nice. Nice according to me is not a compliment. Its something someone says just to be “nice” Lol! Anyways A said it was top rate but I could have left out the timestamp and not confused the reader with calling both guys as “He”. Otherwise it was good for a first timer. C and R reviewed almost at the same time. C said the same regarding one of the particular paragraphs where I could clear it out regarding the men. He was ok with the timestamp. He liked the helplessness described. R said it was little mysterious and gives the reader free rein to imagine. (Though she did ask about the bright light) So did S! I had to explain to him that it was because he was the dead Guy.!! :D Anyways he said it had many breaks and missing links.

Well my point was I dint want to write a lengthy story. It had to be short and mysterious. Few things had to left unsaid as it was the readers right to imagine the situation. Also I dint use names because it was His and Her story. (Also I was lazy because I know it would take a long time for me to settle down happily with 3 perfect names. Please don’t ask what are they…Its just that it’s tough to decide certain names that fit the character)

I am not saying its perfect, but I know what people think now, and how they like to modify it. For now it’s alright. I am not gonna edit the post. If the reader has to read twice to understand, so be it :) ! It’s an OK read per my standards. And its pure fiction !  Maybe after a few posts I’ll make it a viewable blog to friends.

Yesterday was planning out rishikesh trip with C. Cant wait to get back and make it happen. Also gotta go Goaaaa!!! Like last time…lets see how it all pans out.

My eyes hurt. Had been reading Chandu’s post. Its kinda cute and refreshing. Bout her and her boy. I dunno how does she manage to have an open blog under her own name and still discuss everything she feels like. Well I haven’t come across where she has cribbed bout people around so I guess that way it is safe. The problem with me is I have an opinion about everything and I definitely cant afford to make this public. I would like to know Pixie too. Wells so far I think I have come close to all posts by Rayshma, Pixie and Chandni aka Chandu.

Oooh I did not mention the highlight of the day. Mon got membership in the Library. I become a total kid-in-a-candy-shop happy when I go to a library. And I already picked 4! I know I am greedy but whatever makes me happy :D I’ve got Echo burning by Lee child, The kite runner by hosseni, me and r.Darcy by someone and another one by Cecelia Ahern of the p.s. I Love You fame.