Walking the Streets

There is nothing like walking the streets at night. All alone.

Not Quite

Its perfect but not quite. We know what it will take to change it but it is not in our hands. It is crushing us, killing us, making us cry. I feared the time we stopped pretending to be strong, as much as I wanted to stop pretending. Right now, we are doing it turn-wise, what when we do it together?

Long time, no see

It really has been ages.

I can no longer get myself to go to college. I actually counted the number of days to go before classes get over for good. Yes, I know I'll miss college but not the way it is right now. I'm actually glad I have fever so I was able to skip today. If they fail me this semester, then it is goodbye forever. I'll be a proud drop-out :)

Changing

The brevity in the last few, or maybe many posts has been forced rather than instinctive. I suddenly have lots to say but nothing to write, if you know what I mean. What better way to say what is happening than to say times they are a-changin', not that I am a big Dylan fan. Not that I'm a big fan of anything or anyone in this world.

Twenty-one, thats old. Not absolutely but, relatively. You see I've been never older and when I was a kid I used to think twenty-one was a big deal.

I've complained of three-month cycles in which I meet the Boy but that'll soon change. Two more to go and then who knows. Just yesterday we were discussing the possibility of switching cities, how funny, not!

I had so badly wished that my summer internship would be life changing, and it was. Just not in the way I had hoped for. Darn, I should really be more specific when I throw out these wishes into the world. Here I am, not knowing what I'll do in a year from now. Maybe I should seriously consider doing the narrative I have been jokingly considering for a year. Maybe I should move to Pondicherry if they give me a job there. Maybe Mumbai.

Maybe I should buy myself a tripod too. Or perhaps I could just steal one.

The Boy was watching Marley and Me last evening, and later he commented on how angsty Jennifer Aniston's character becomes once she gives up her job to raise their children. I wish he hadn't said anything. A dog, yes, maybe that is what I'll end up raising. I have changed so much in the last six months. It has made ever thing in my life shift and I can't find my balance. That sucks!

I think my only lasting dream from childhood is a room full of books. My library. And I have never acted towards that end more hurriedly. I wonder why.

I really wonder why.

21

An eventful week. I finished my summer internship. Dropped my brother off to Bangalore where he's started college. Met the Boy, and made the Bangalore trip something of a tradition. Turned twenty one.

My Girls

I miss my girls. They're so far away :(

Four

Four more days. 

I wish from the bottom of my heart they never come. I wish from the bottom of my heart they do.

I wish I could just cry.

Office

I cannot bring myself to go to office.

Gah!