me, me and me
Am finally back in the city. Got a splitting headache, sweat’s streaming down my face, the unreliable electricity hitting my right nerve…the only positive thing I am doing right now is listening to this not so new guy, James Blunt crooning his way to glory. Till sometime back, to top it all, there was some huge puja celebration so one can imagine what the noise( music to a few) would be like! Thankfully, it got over…
Had a hectic day, everything seemed so important…had no preferences.
An old school friend called up and we ended up talking about the old times. Its like this always, we always seem to unconsciously end up talking about those days. With college friends, its about college stuff. Maybe we do not want to let go… these small talks are what gets us going since as we move on times change, we change, and the only thing that binds us together is the time that we spent together…
And there’s this World Cup semi-finals that I am looking forward to…was backing Brazil all the way, but things didn’t turn out as I’d expected…was expecting Argentina to move ahead but Germany slammed that idea out of my mind. And yes, I like Germany too…simply because the reliable Ballack’s its captain !
I have a whole lot of things to do this month, a lot of arrangements heading my way…but I know making a schedule will not be of any help, maybe I’ll just put up reminders. Got so many things to remember…had a whole lot of accounts made in office today and each login has its own set of passwords. I would not be surprised if I forget or mismatch the passwords…or better still, forget my login id.
(Sarah Mclaghlan’s Angel comforting me right now),,,A telephone conversation with one of my good friends today made me realize how indifferent I am to certain circumstances being thrown at me. Sometimes, there’s this huge well of emotions burning up inside me and sometimes, there’s none..actually that’s most of the time. I wonder how other people would react in my situation. I am supposed to be hurt but I am not. Did I not care her enough to get hurt? I ask myself this question, and it amazes me that nothings changed inside of me for her. But I should be hurt...why am I not??? Anyways, why dwell on it when things are going my way…smoothly!
Had a hectic day, everything seemed so important…had no preferences.
An old school friend called up and we ended up talking about the old times. Its like this always, we always seem to unconsciously end up talking about those days. With college friends, its about college stuff. Maybe we do not want to let go… these small talks are what gets us going since as we move on times change, we change, and the only thing that binds us together is the time that we spent together…
And there’s this World Cup semi-finals that I am looking forward to…was backing Brazil all the way, but things didn’t turn out as I’d expected…was expecting Argentina to move ahead but Germany slammed that idea out of my mind. And yes, I like Germany too…simply because the reliable Ballack’s its captain !
I have a whole lot of things to do this month, a lot of arrangements heading my way…but I know making a schedule will not be of any help, maybe I’ll just put up reminders. Got so many things to remember…had a whole lot of accounts made in office today and each login has its own set of passwords. I would not be surprised if I forget or mismatch the passwords…or better still, forget my login id.
(Sarah Mclaghlan’s Angel comforting me right now),,,A telephone conversation with one of my good friends today made me realize how indifferent I am to certain circumstances being thrown at me. Sometimes, there’s this huge well of emotions burning up inside me and sometimes, there’s none..actually that’s most of the time. I wonder how other people would react in my situation. I am supposed to be hurt but I am not. Did I not care her enough to get hurt? I ask myself this question, and it amazes me that nothings changed inside of me for her. But I should be hurt...why am I not??? Anyways, why dwell on it when things are going my way…smoothly!
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