Yea that's my version of Susan Death (refer Soul Music)
Of the Farewell 2008 I shall say little, except that for the 12ths it's an occasion to look hot and be all nostalgic, and for the 11ths it's just a good reason to look hot.
So look hot I did, Seriously I looked good and I was too too happy....
Prisoner of my insufferable narcissism is what I am....
All the 12th std guys looked so hot in their ultra-formal suits....I was just standing around guy-watching, trying to make out individual forms through that seething mass of black....and then babe-watching as only girls can, checking out who's wearing what, checking out who's checking me out...
I didn't go for the After farewell party, stupid stupid me, it just registered that this was the one I'd really needed to go to.....because I didn't get to talk to the 12ths much....
And there were those who I wish I'd known better.....and I told them that...at least, I told one of them....
Of Amour....
Well, Firstly, happy Valentine's day to all! I know it's hopelessly overcommercialised and all, but it's still a day to show people I love them.
Here, I'm going to be rather cliched and dedicate some songs to those I love most.....
To Sneh : Hips don't Lie, by shakira
To kay and bhaiyya: You and Me by Lifehouse (fingers crossed here....)
to Rushi, that boy who doesn't believe in love : Nothing else matters, by metallica (she ain't the only girl who likes metal, you know....)
to Aiman, I give: My immortal, Evanescence
I love you all, more than you'll ever know....
There you go, now that's done....
I had a lot to say today........but like water from a seive, it all dripped out of me....the vague emptiness is back, just vague though...the monotony is back worse than before...
and once again, I look at the books, I panic, and I miss that bitch of a city called Mumbai more than ever. Ah, to sink into her anonymity, solitude in the crowds.....I tell ya, I so need that....
Independence.....
It's not as easy as you think, they tell me....But I want it....I'll do it...
