The weekend that was...

I did a lot of things over the last weekend. A lot more independently. Which makes me feel good. Cooked breakfast, chatted with my roomy, went and booked tickets for Dabangg, met up with a couple of friends and had  a wonderful time, long drive, some awkward conversation, nice time chatting up with my sister(whom i have the urge to pamper), then back and the movie, which btw is hilarious time-pass, totally loved Chulbul pandey and the songs, followed by a late night ride by three girls on a pink scooty, being stopped by namma chulbul pandey, tackling him with our kannada and then home ending with a long convo with C. And thats a pretty long sentence I must say. 


Today was not all that great, lot of work, all alone plus being unwell, but not bad. 


Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
It's just overkill

Sorry I got carried away with the song. Oh and mommy sent a lot of goodies so me is all happy happy.