Archive for October, 2006
Dough or Nuts?
The day started with Adi waking me up, giving me a box of donuts and forcing me to eat one…
I’m guessing it should be a good day! :)
5 commentsThe International National Connection
There are certain things which defy national and interenational boundaries. Things that travel far and wide without any control. Water and air are two of them. The other is my weird connection with… well… read on…
I was waiting at the bus-stop to board a bus to Delhi, when a car passed in front of me at a rather slow speed. Two guys with their heads almost out of the window, were gaping at me and mumbling something I could not hear. I mutter and almost scream some nasty stuff but by then they’ve gone. The car then stopped about 15mts. away.
After some 5minutes, one of the two guys suddenly appears in front of me. Here’s how the conversation went:
Him: Excuse me, madam!
Me: Yes?
Him: Were you working in Dubai?
Me: Huh?? (WTF… are you psychic?) Well, yes… why do u ask? And how do YOU know?
Him: Because I was there too.
Me: Ah… What a coincidence, eh? But still, how exactly do you know?
Him: I used to board my bus to work from the same stop as you. I used to see you everyday there. You used to take that particular bus to work at 7:15 am everyday.
Me: Ohhh!!!! (Run! International stalker!!)
And then he offered me a ride which I obviously declined.
Just in case you’re still not sure, yes… he was a Mallu! :D
Coming soon at a theatre near you…
Theres something about Mallus… and Me ;)
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Besides all this, I’ve taken a break form Orkut and IM’s till my exam, which is on 6th Jan.
Almost everyone I know, strongly doubts my will power! :-|
Void
It irks me no end.
I try to fill it. With thoughts, dreams, things, people.
Thoughts, dreams and things related to a few people.
None exist probably. Not even those people.
Just a fantasy. Which brings me peace… supposedly.
‘Coz when its over, I am all the more troubled and restless.
Lover. Loner. Lonely.
Worn out. Tattered. Given all.
Now I WANT. I EXPECT.
From nobody.
Sadness defines itself everyday in a new way.
Yay!