yes , somebody up there hates me indeed... I dunno whether it happens to other people or not, but advertently or inadvertently i always get to have great weather , right before an exam or a test... after days of dust and a near drought, it rains today in gurgaon... n hold ur breath, right before my mid-sem. A mid-sem, I am not studying for, I will have no clue even if u do, so why bother...
For me it has become a classic case of : The more I study , the more I know;
The more I now, the more Iforget;
The more I forget the less i now;
Hence why study....
Anyways , everyone I know has started writing a blog- some good , some irreverant and some.. umm just no comments... The sudden influx of these , has inspired me tap away at my keyboard yet again,publish some random thoughts... Unfortunately no inspiration strikes,i do not shout eureka, all i do is look out,see the rain.. and think about the eventual giant-sized puddle that will form outside my house... making travelling on foot a lost art.It is a boom time for my local rikshaw wallah, who will charge my a grand amount of 25 bucks, no matter how much I haggle, for he knows my need is greater than his....
I aso think about hot piping chai, a beverage unlike most Indians, I am not fond of. Yet I think of the one cup of chai I had on my way to Singhad.Accompanied by kaanda bhaji(onion pakoras) and spicy green chutney... Iwould gladly travel all the way, if only for that delicious , elusive combination.
I reminisce about boat rides in Mahabaleshwar, in the rain which would chill you to your bones.Huddling under a tapri, eating babycorn rolls. The entire gang of friends shouting ,singing,laughing and in truth spooking the horses and little children.!
I now look up at the evening sky, splashed with colors of gold.. and say thank you to the someone above.I have people I love,and who love me in return,friends who crazy enough to be with me.And I think I may just have found my mojo....
